"Mother!" Xiao Hongxuan saw his mother staring at him blankly without saying a word, and assumed that she was watching him as he was studying hard and had something she was hesitant to say.
"In that case, I'll give my mother face and speak first!" But when he called softly, his mother didn't respond. The little one raised his voice, "Mother!"
Jiaming vaguely heard Hongxuan calling her, and subconsciously responded, "Uh-huh!"
"Mother, what's wrong? You're acting strange," Xiao Hongxuan asked thoughtfully, tilting his head.
The Fourth Master glanced at Jiaming, who had just come to her senses, and a smile flashed quickly in his dark eyes.
Jiaming: "..." Could she say she was jealous?!
Also, she seemed to see the master laugh; was he laughing at her?!
The thought that her earlier behavior had been seen by the master made her feel uneasy, and her face felt slightly hot. Fortunately, Hongxuan's childish voice distracted her the next moment, "Oh, Xuan'er understands."
A mischievous glint flashed in the little one's eyes. He quickly covered his tummy with his little hand, then feigned sudden realization, "Mother, you want to ask about midnight snacks, but it's not good to bother Father and me." The words were questioning, but the tone was certain.
What could Jiaming say? Of course, she couldn't tell the truth. But she couldn't think of any other excuse for the moment. So, under the Fourth Master's gaze, she could only nod to avoid further embarrassment.
Then, she saw a smile flash across Fourth Master's eyes again, but it was so fast that she blinked, unsure if it was real.
Before she could figure it out, Hongxuan spoke up again, "That's great!" His words were full of joy.
After saying that, he turned his little head to look at Fourth Master and asked in a childish voice, "Father, what would you like to eat?"
While patting Hongxuan's head with satisfaction, Fourth Master ordered his meal without any hesitation: "Noodles with soybean paste."
Jiaming opened her mouth, wanting to refuse, even though it might be awkward, but before she could say anything, the sweet, childlike voice came to her ear again.
"Whatever Father eats, Xuan'er will eat too." The little guy said to Jiaming, then, thinking of how delicious the noodles with minced meat sauce were, he swallowed hard.
Jiaming was already upset by the loving scene between the father and son, and now they were making her a cook, and Hongxuan was fawning over his father like a puppy, which made her even more unhappy.
She quickly came up with an excuse in her mind, her red lips parted slightly, and she was about to speak again, continuing the refusal she had been thinking of.
Unexpectedly, the little guy preemptively said, "Mom, you promised today that whatever you want to eat, as long as you have the ingredients, I'll order it."
Jiaming glanced at Fourth Master, but hesitated to speak her mind. It seemed she had only agreed to cook dinner!
At this moment, Hongxuan seemed to understand her perfectly. "Xuan'er gave an example: dinner and midnight snack, and you agreed."
It seems, probably, it appears, well, there is such a thing.
Jiaming felt frustrated. Why hadn't she thought more about it back then? Now, well, they got what they wanted.
Since she had agreed, she couldn't go back on her word. In the end, she walked out dejectedly, not seeing the interaction between the father and son inside.
Xiao Hongxuan smiled ingratiatingly at the Fourth Master, "Father, you wait, the zha jiang mian (noodles with soybean paste) is made by Mother, it's delicious."
Fourth Master patted the little guy's head, "Hmm, it's really delicious. Eat more later."
The little guy rubbed against Fourth Master's warm hand, then smiled happily, a smile that was a little silly.
Fortunately, Jiaming didn't witness such a heartwarming scene, otherwise, she would have been even more heartbroken.
However, she was feeling down at the moment.
From the moment the little guy was born, I knew he loved his father and that they had a good relationship.
Sigh, she regretted it a little. If she had known, she wouldn't have let the father and son reconcile so soon. Now, the loving scene between the father and son was too dazzling for her eyes.
Sigh, this really upset her!
Thinking about it, Jiaming, who was washing her hands in the kitchen, rubbed her hands fiercely. Then she realized that her action was a bit silly, and it would be silly to be jealous of the good relationship between her father and Hongxuan. So she quickly calmed herself down and returned to her normal mindset. Then she made a midnight snack for the father and son in the study.
In the days that followed, Fourth Master became increasingly busy during the day due to his inspections of the river channels. Consequently, he had less and less time to spend with Jiaming and Hongxuan, let alone take them out for a stroll.
Furthermore, one must obtain the Fourth Master's permission to go outside.
In the eyes of the Fourth Prince, he would not feel at ease letting Jiaming and Hongxuan go out without his company and guidance, even with guards.
This situation was like being confined to a different place, even worse than being stuck in the Peach Blossom Courtyard all the time. This had left Jiaming feeling suffocated. But there was something even more stimulating.
When Fourth Master returned in the evening, he looked visibly tired.
Xiao Hongxuan stepped forward with great concern and asked him how he was doing. When the Fourth Prince saw how much his son cared for him, his stern face softened a bit, and his words became much gentler.
Seeing this, Jiaming, just like the previous few nights, secretly rolled her eyes.
Seriously, that's enough! Doesn't she know how frustrated I am as her mother?!
Such heartwarming scenes are happening far too often! Don't you think about how heartbroken I, as her mother, am?!
Waaah, her eyes were blinded by the light! Her heart felt even more choked up!
Is it frequent? Little Hongxuan doesn't think so; he feels it's not enough. As for his mother's other feelings, the little guy has no idea.
At this moment, the little boy's brows were furrowed tightly, and his eyes were full of worry and heartache as he looked at Fourth Master.
Suddenly, the little guy thought of something, his brows relaxed, and he became delighted.
Jiaming and Fourth Master exchanged puzzled glances, neither understanding Hongxuan's ulterior motives.
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