The Emperor of Xiyun had been sipping his tea as well, but upon hearing Su Chengyu’s words, he couldn’t help but laugh, "Being as tall as your imperial brother would be good, you’re too short."
Su Chengyu: "..." Father, am I really your biological son?
An Jing estimated with her naked eye that Su Chengyu should be about one seventy-three meters in height, which wasn’t really short, but compared to her husband’s height of over one eighty meters, he did indeed appear a bit short.
Yet the Emperor of Xiyun said so bluntly that his own son Su Chengyu was short. An Jing struggled to hold back her laughter, fearing that laughing out loud would only add to Su Chengyu’s depression and embarrassment.
Su Chengyu felt downcast just for a moment before he managed to dissolve the awkwardness himself and changed the subject, asking, "Imperial sister-in-law, where are my four nephews? Why haven’t I seen them?"
"They’re in the inner hall."
Upon hearing An Jing say this, Su Chengyu replied, "In that case, I’ll go take a look. The last time I saw them, they were only a hundred days old. By now, they should be able to walk and talk, right?"
As he spoke, Su Chengyu wanted to go see the inner hall, but just as he turned around, he saw four little fellows walking hand in hand out from the inner hall, and he was instantly overwhelmed with cuteness.
Su Chengyu immediately praised, "Truly worthy of being the four divine Kylin children!"
Su Muchen was also charmed, staring intently at the four little ones.
The Emperor of Xiyun was even more smitten, quickly putting down his white jade cup and rushing over to the little ones. He didn’t look at all like an emperor, but more like an old rascal in his behavior.
Su Muchen had never seen his grandfather, the Emperor, behave in such an unseemly manner, and he was momentarily taken aback.
An Jing, Xiao Changyi, and Su Chengyu, having seen this many times, were so accustomed to it that it no longer surprised them.
"Jing’er, Star, Qinger, Yun Er, you really are too adorable!" If it was just one, it might not be so cute, but the cuteness of the four little ones together was simply overwhelming.
The Emperor of Xiyun kept praising how adorable the four little ones were while he picked up little Su Yi Jing.
Back at the Assembly Hall, An Jing and Xiao Changyi had already fully understood why the Emperor always liked to hold little Su Yi Jing in his arms. However, at this moment, An Jing and Xiao Changyi were still "..."
Su Chengyu also went over and, using his previous memories, recognized each of the four children one by one. The children all looked different, which made it easy for Su Chengyu to identify who was who.
Once he identified them, besides Su Yi Jing who was being held by the Emperor, Su Chengyu took turns holding the other three little ones.
During this time, Su Yixing took a liking to the jade ring on Su Chengyu’s hand. Just as Su Chengyu was about to take it off to give to Su Yixing, he was stopped by An Jing’s smiling objection, "Chengyu, don’t indulge him. He is a born treasure hunter, always wanting anything of value. You can’t afford to give him everything he wants."
However, in the end, Su Chengyu still took it off and gave it to Su Yixing, chuckling as he said, "I’ll give it this time, but next time he eyes something of mine, I won’t give it to him."
Since Su Chengyu put it that way, An Jing didn’t say anything else but had little Su Yixing, the little treasure hunter, thank Su Chengyu.
"Thank you, Second Uncle." Su Yixing thanked him very obediently and sweetly.
It was at this time that An Yiyun curiously tottered over to Su Muchen, pointing at him with a tiny finger, and with a wide grin, cheerfully chanted, "Big brother... big brother... big brother..."
Watching the little one waddling step by step toward him, Su Muchen’s heart melted, and without hesitation, he crouched down with his arms slightly open, clearly inviting little An Yiyun to come into his embrace.