An Yiyun really did step by step walk into Su Muchen’s embrace. As Su Muchen hugged him, An Yiyun still spoke in his childlike, milky voice, "Big brother... Big brother’s head... lower your head..."
Su Muchen dutifully lowered his head.
Immediately, An Yiyun rubbed his little face against Su Muchen’s face, causing Su Muchen to be taken aback for a moment, and then his heart softened even more. He liked this child.
When An Jing saw this, she laughed and said, "Chen and Yun Er really hit it off, look how close they are as brothers."
Su Chengyu was also very pleased, "It’s great that they get along. I was worried they might be distant and not get along well, but now it seems I was worrying for nothing."
The Emperor of Xiyun was also happy, "Chen, that’s your little brother Yun Er. He isn’t very healthy, so you must take extra care of him in the future."
Su Muchen immediately replied respectfully, "Yes, Grand Emperor."
An Yiyun, being held by his big brother Su Muchen, was not content to stay still. He waved his little hands toward his three older brothers, "Brother... Brother... Big brother..."
As he spoke, An Yiyun also pointed at Su Muchen.
Listening to An Yiyun and watching his gestures, An Jing and the others immediately understood that An Yiyun was beckoning Su Yi Jing and the others to come over to Su Muchen’s side.
Su Yixing and An Yiqing were standing right by An Jing’s feet. Hearing An Yiyun calling them, they ran towards Su Muchen, and each hugged one of Su Muchen’s legs. Then, lifting their little faces, they excitedly shouted to Su Muchen, "Big brother... Big brother..."
There was a gentle smile on Su Muchen’s face, one filled with warmth. He freed one hand and gently patted the heads of the two little friends calling him big brother while hugging his leg.
"Brother... Brother..." An Yiyun, seeing his second and third brothers had come over but that his eldest brother was still being held by the Emperor of Xiyun and hadn’t come over, was unhappy and yelled for Su Yi Jing again.
The Emperor of Xiyun: "..." Don’t even think about snatching Jing’er away... I want to hold Jing’er... I won’t let you take him away...
If I had known, I wouldn’t have allowed Chen to come...
Seeing An Jing, Xiao Changyi, Su Chengyu, and Su Muchen all looking at him, and witnessing Su Yi Jing’s pitiful eyes wanting to get off him, the Emperor of Xiyun sighed inwardly, regretting having let his grandson Su Muchen come, before finally putting Su Yi Jing down on the ground.
As soon as Su Yi Jing was put on the ground, he ran toward An Yiyun.
Seeing his eldest brother coming his way, An Yiyun excitedly and in his milky voice said to Su Muchen, "Big brother, brother... Brother’s come."
The smile on Su Muchen’s face deepened a bit more. How could the children not be adorable? It was impossible for him not to like them.
Once Su Yi Jing ran up to Su Muchen, he stopped in his tracks, then looked up with a blank face at Su Muchen for a long while, before extending a little hand. Although he didn’t smile like An Yiqing and the others, he softly called out to Su Muchen with his little mouth, "Big brother."
Seeing Su Yi Jing reaching out his little hand, Su Muchen subconsciously extended his own free hand to hold Su Yi Jing’s little hand. Su Yi Jing, once held, then cracked a tiny smile at him.
Su Muchen’s gaze softened even more. How could these four children be so endearing?
At that moment, Su Muchen was standing, with one arm holding An Yiyun, one hand holding Su Yi Jing, one leg hugged by Su Yixing, and the other leg by An Yiqing. This scene made it seem as if Su Muchen was the father of the four children.