After dinner, having washed the dishes, An Jing and Xiao Changyi bathed their four children while the Emperor of Xiyun watched from the side.
The Emperor of Xiyun had originally wanted to help, but as the Emperor, he had never bathed a child before, and this was his first time. His hands were particularly clumsy, which meant the more he tried to help, the more he got in the way. With one cold look from Xiao Changyi, the Emperor of Xiyun immediately withdrew his hand from bathing the little Su Yi Jing.
Yes, it was Su Yi Jing again.
The Emperor of Xiyun focused almost all his attention on Su Yi Jing, which left An Jing not knowing what to say.
Once the children had been bathed, An Jing and Xiao Changyi dressed them in little outfits.
As soon as Su Yi Jing had his clothes on and could be held, the Emperor of Xiyun immediately picked up the little guy and doted on him to no end.
An Yiqing also seemed to join in on the fun. Seeing the Emperor of Xiyun holding his brother, Su Yi Jing, and doting on him excessively, An Yiqing laughed like a Maitreya Buddha.
Although he could walk, he still needed to hold onto things and was particularly slow. So, An Yiqing simply lay on the bed and then rapidly crawled towards the Emperor of Xiyun.
Upon reaching the Emperor of Xiyun’s side, An Yiqing happily began to pull on the Emperor’s wide sleeves.
When the Emperor of Xiyun’s sleeve was pulled, he looked distractedly at the little one pulling it, and upon seeing it was An Yiqing, the Emperor immediately said with a smile,"Ah, Qinger, be good. Wait for Grandpa to finish holding your big brother, then I’ll hold you, okay?"
An Yiqing didn’t understand what the Emperor of Xiyun was saying, but seeing him smiling and talking, he grinned back at the Emperor, again resembling a laughing Maitreya Buddha.
But An Jing and Xiao Changyi could understand what the Emperor of Xiyun was saying.
An Jing was immediately like: "..." Stepfather, when will you finish holding my eldest son?
In Xiao Changyi’s mind, there were only three words: No hope.
After playing with Su Yi Jing for a good while, the Emperor of Xiyun then said, "Yi Er, Jingjing, let Jing’er sleep with me tonight. I really do like my eldest grandson so much!"
Xiao Changyi coldly said, "Your eldest grandson is in the Imperial Capital." Su Chengyu had a son who was older than all four of their children.
The Emperor of Xiyun wasn’t annoyed and cheerfully said, "I’m talking about Jing’er. He really is too adorable. Look how much he resembles you."
Xiao Changyi remained expressionless.
An Jing: "..." Resembling you is the main point, huh...
"If you don’t say anything, I’ll take it as your consent. Jing’er will sleep with me these next few nights." Having waited for a good while and seeing An Jing and Xiao Changyi didn’t say anything, the Emperor of Xiyun made the decision himself.
An Jing immediately expressed concern: "Stepfather, Jing’er is still young and might be noisy enough to keep you from sleeping. I think it’s better not to—"
"No problem, no problem," the Emperor of Xiyun cheerfully interrupted An Jing, "Even if Jing’er is noisy, I’d still like it. I actually enjoy it when Jing’er is noisy. Yi Er never made noise around me, it’s perfect now that Jing’er can."
An Jing: "..." Could it be that you’re treating my eldest son as a stand-in for my husband?!
"Look how small Jing’er is," the Emperor of Xiyun continued merrily, "and how much he resembles Yi Er. Yi Er must have been just as adorable as a child. I’ve always regretted not having met Yi Er sooner and missed seeing what he was like as a child. Now I can make up for it. Our Jing’er is just too cute."
An Jing: "..." Are you sure you’re talking about my eldest son and not my husband?
Hearing the Emperor of Xiyun’s words, Xiao Changyi was quite moved inside, but his face remained utterly impassive.