Xiao Changyi did not speak.
An Jing then smiled and urged, "Go play, Yun Er and the others are calling you."
"Yes!" Su Muchen gave the box to the palace attendant standing nearby and happily went to join An Yiyun and the others with the bamboo dragonfly in his hand.
He had never played with such a thing before.
He was determined to have a good time today.
The Emperor of Xiyun stood in the pavilion, watching a big child and four little children have a blast with the bamboo dragonflies, and laughed, "Since you all came, Chen has really taken to playing a lot more."
The words of the Emperor of Xiyun carried no hint of reprimand, and An Jing laughed as well, "He is still a child, it’s better if the Emperor and Chengyu don’t push him too hard."
"Mm." The Emperor of Xiyun lightly responded but did not say anything more.
At that moment, Xiao Changyi took out a bamboo dragonfly and handed it to the Emperor of Xiyun.
The Emperor of Xiyun was delighted upon seeing it, "I am not a little kid, what are you giving me this for?"
"Don’t want it?" Xiao Changyi pretended to take it back.
"I want it!" The Emperor of Xiyun quickly took it. Then, ignoring Xiao Changyi and An Jing, he ran over to the five children, excitedly saying, "Your Imperial Grandfather will join you in playing too."
An Jing: "..." He truly is a big kid at heart.
Immediately after, An Jing laughed.
Then, she laughed as she looked over at her husband, who also just happened to look at her, and their gazes unexpectedly met. Her smile grew even brighter, and his normally cool lips also nearly imperceptibly curved upward.
Afterward, both of them turned their gazes toward the old and the young playing not far away.
Although neither of them spoke again, their eyes conveyed a message: they hoped that their adoptive father, the Emperor of Xiyun Kingdom, could continue to enjoy this familial joy and no longer suffer from pain, sorrow, or separations.
Ultimately, the Emperor of Xiyun was advanced in years, and his energy could not match that of five children. After a little while, when the five children were still eagerly playing with the bamboo dragonflies, the Emperor of Xiyun already felt exhausted.
Eunuch Fu hurried up to support him.
Then, the Emperor of Xiyun was helped to sit and rest in the pavilion.
And An Jing and Xiao Changyi sat in the pavilion as well.
There were tea and fruits in the pavilion, and initially, a musician had been playing the guzheng inside, but once the Emperor of Xiyun went to play with the children, Xiao Changyi had the musician step back.
The atmosphere was already good enough, no need for a musician to play the guzheng to enhance it.
Once the Emperor of Xiyun was helped to sit down, he sighed, "I am old, I am old, my strength is not what it was; I can only sit and watch Jing’er and the others play."
An Jing, instead of letting the attendant at her side do it, picked up a purple clay pot herself and, while pouring a cup of tea for the Emperor of Xiyun, smiled and said, "You are not old, Father. If you were truly old, you wouldn’t have thought about playing with Jing’er and the others. It’s really Changyi and I who are old; we don’t want to move, just sit here watching the kids play."
The Emperor of Xiyun chuckled, "Is it that I am old in years, and you two are old at heart?"
An Jing smiled and nodded, "That must be it."
At this moment, the atmosphere was very relaxed.
The Emperor of Xiyun really enjoyed the current atmosphere, an atmosphere he could only feel from them.
The Emperor of Xiyun first watched An Jing also pour a cup of tea for Xiao Changyi, then he took a sip of the tea An Jing had just poured for him. After the tea traveled through his throat and into his stomach, the Emperor of Xiyun then asked An Jing, "You have been the Minister of Public Works for some time now; have you thought of any new and interesting inventions?"