"Your son sure does have a mind of his own!"
With something as significant as marriage, not to mention discussing it, they weren’t even informed, and as a father, Huangfu Yaoyang inevitably became furious over his son’s decision.
Leng Xiaoye rolled her eyes in response, "’My son’, huh, if you don’t want him, I’ll just take my son and daughter and leave now, okay?"
"Xiaoye!" Huangfu Yaoyang’s voice instantly softened, "You know that’s not what I mean. I’m just angry he didn’t even bother to notify us."
"When you proposed to me, did you let my father know first?"
"I... my situation was different."
"What, you’re upset I didn’t bring our son back after raising him to age five?"
"Xiaoye?!" The man’s tone was both amused and helpless, "Alright, I can’t win against you. I give up, okay?"
"No!" Leng Xiaoye turned her face away, glaring at him indignantly, "Why should you get to meet your grandson first?"
"I really didn’t mean to, it’s just... his ball happened to roll out."
Leng Xiaoye nodded with a sardonic smile, "Right, and then you just happened to be playing polo, happened to take a walk in the forest, and happened to find his ball, correct?"
Knowing his cover was blown, Huangfu Yaoyang shrugged his shoulders self-deprecatingly, "I was just... curious to see what his child would look like."
On the surface, he acted indifferent and unconcerned, but as a father, how could he truly be indifferent to his son’s affairs?
More so, with Leng Xiaoye constantly talking about "their family’s eldest grandson," any man about to become a grandfather would be curious, it was merely his pride as the King that prevented him from showing it.
"Ah—," Leng Xiaoye shook her head with a long sigh, "The men of the Huangfu Family, they all have this same arrogance, unbearably proud; your father was, you are, and now your son... still is."
Though she complained with her words, her gaze settled on a manor not far away, filled with affectionate tenderness.
"I just hope they can face fewer hardships."
Both had seen much in their lives and had their own premonitions, aware that their son’s marriage wouldn’t be smooth or simple. Who would have it easy, being born a King?
Huangfu Yaoyang gently led the horse, standing beside her as he extended his hand to embrace her shoulders.
"This is his issue, and we can’t help with it."
Of course, Leng Xiaoye understood this clearly, but what mother could let go of her son’s affairs so easily, especially when it concerned a matter as important as marriage?
Gently massaging her shoulders, Huangfu Yaoyang’s eyes narrowed, and his tone became deep.
"However, this isn’t entirely a bad thing."
From a young age, Huangfu Jue had been outstanding among his peers, his wishes were commands.
This was his strength, but also his weakness.
Huangfu Yaoyang had always been worried whether his son could be a competent King.
Without the tempering of trials and tribulations, one cannot fully grow. To support this nation, Huangfu Jue had a long journey ahead, and this incident would be a priceless experience in his life.
She understood the man’s intentions.
Leng Xiaoye nodded gently, "No matter what, I still hope the truth won’t be too cruel to him."
"Don’t worry!" Huangfu Yaoyang lifted his chin slightly, "He is our son, he will definitely make it through."
Pressing her face gently against his shoulder, Leng Xiaoye lifted her lips again, her tone proud.
"I am unwavering in my belief in that!"