Su Yi Jing, the moment her foot touched the ground, ran towards Xiao Changyi and, just like her younger brothers, nestled into their father’s embrace and even flashed a small smile at her dad.
Emperor of Xiyun: "..."" So jealous...
Despite my affection for you, you little ungrateful one...
When Xiao Changyi hugged Su Yi Jing, he even glanced at the Emperor of Xiyun, who said, "..."
Is it necessary? Do I not merely favor Jing’er more!
Seeing the Emperor of Xiyun looking sulky due to her husband’s actions, An Jing stifled a laugh and intervened, "Imperial Father, the wind is strong, it’s not good to catch a chill. Let’s hurry inside."
"Alright," the Emperor of Xiyun agreed.
Only then did Xiao Changyi stand up, and together with An Jing, led their four children towards the Jun Palace where the Emperor of Xiyun resided.
The Emperor of Xiyun walked ahead a few steps, then suddenly turned around noisily and walked towards Xiao Changyi.
Finding it odd, An Jing asked, "Imperial Father, what is it?"
The Emperor of Xiyun said, "I forgot something."
Instead of answering An Jing, the Emperor of Xiyun walked up to Xiao Changyi and hugged his waist, lifting slightly. Realizing he couldn’t lift him, he let go and laughed, "Still can’t lift him."
An Jing: "..." So that’s what you forgot... Sometimes, I think you’re quite eccentric...
Xiao Changyi remained expressionless, completely unaffected by the Emperor of Xiyun.
The Emperor of Xiyun thought for a moment, then went to pick up Su Yi Jing again. "Jing’er, let Grandpa hold you. Grandpa really loves you so much; you really resemble your dad. Grandpa is old now, can’t lift your dad anymore, but Grandpa can still hold you. While Grandpa can still do it, I’ll hold you more."
An Jing’s nose tingled in an instant. So that was it.
Xiao Changyi’s throat tightened, slightly painful, but his face showed no expression, as if he hadn’t heard the Emperor of Xiyun’s words at all.
Su Yi Jing behaved well, allowing the Emperor of Xiyun to hold him as before.
"So well-behaved." The Emperor of Xiyun walked towards the Jun Palace while holding Su Yi Jing, praising with a smile, "You go with Grandpa to the Jun Palace first, soon your Brother Muchen will come too, and he will take you to play."
Mu Chen, Su Muchen, the son of Su Chengyu and the Crown Princess Consort, was already nine years old.
Such is the advantage of marrying early.
An Jing thought to herself.
Upon reaching the Jun Palace, the Emperor of Xiyun still didn’t want to put down Su Yi Jing, but seeing his three younger brothers playing around, Su Yi Jing wanted to play as well. Despite his desire, he said nothing and just quietly watched his brothers.
The Emperor of Xiyun felt a pang of heartache seeing Su Yi Jing . His Yi Er also never liked to voice his inner thoughts.
Then, the Emperor of Xiyun put Su Yi Jing down on the ground, allowing him to play around the Jun Palace just like An Yiqing and the others.
Several eunuchs and palace maids followed them, fearing that playing might lead to a mishap.
An Jing, Xiao Changyi, and the Emperor of Xiyun all sat, and their gazes unwittingly fell on the four children frolicking in the Jun Palace.
Watching the children, the Emperor of Xiyun remarked with a laugh, "In the blink of an eye, the children have grown so much. Previously, I had been looking forward to when you would arrive, and now you have." He paused, "You coming to the Imperial Capital, it truly delights me."
Xiao Changyi leisurely picked up a white jade teacup and sipped the fragrant tea, saying nothing.
An Jing smiled and said, "Having Imperial Father worry about us all the time, we already fail in our filial duties. If we didn’t come to the Imperial Capital, that would have been even more unfilial."