"Pretty, pretty."
Yangyang certainly had an eye for beauty; his little head nodded vigorously.
"Haha," Commandery Princess Dongyang was amused by him, dispelling the gloom of the recent days, "Yang Chuxia, your son has such good taste, knowing I am a great beauty."
"Great beauty, great beauty!" Yangyang repeated after her.
"Why does he say everything twice?" She had noticed this peculiarity earlier.
Yang Chuxia felt helpless about her son’s habit of repeating words like a parrot, "He just likes to say things twice. I can’t get him to change it; we’ll just have to wait until he’s a bit older to see."
Commandery Princess Dongyang nodded, then had Su Ma bring out the gifts she brought for the two kids.
This ti, Commandery Princess Dongyang actually brought sothing quite valuable, two small gold plaques.
"Xiaxia, where is your husband?" Commandery Princess Dongyang asked. She had long heard that Yang Chuxia’s husband was a handso man, and she wanted to see if he was more attractive than Mu Shaoling. Thinking this, Dongyang imdiately spat, berating herself for her thoughts. The man was going to have a son next year; what would he want with her?
Yang Chuxia saw a fleeting sadness cross her face, but it changed so quickly that if it weren’t for her sharp eyes, she wouldn’t have noticed.
"He went to the yan this afternoon and will be back tonight."
"Oh," said Dongyang, nodding and not asking any further.
Ye Zi’an returned early in the afternoon, having dealt with his matters promptly; he ca ho before the sun had set. Hearing that Commandery Princess Dongyang was visiting, he was a bit surprised but quickly decided to send a ssage to the Capital City.
Thus, Commandery Princess Dongyang was sold out by Ye Zi’an, whom she had never t.
"Yang Chuxia, Xiaxia, your husband truly is a peerless handso man. How does the saying go? ’A gentleman like jade is unparalleled in this world.’"
This was Commandery Princess Dongyang’s first impression of Ye Zi’an.
When she learned that Ye Zi’an had leaked news of her visit, her only thought was that good-looking n are always so unreliable.
"Why has she co?" After dinner, Ye Zi’an inquired.
"I don’t know, I didn’t ask, but she said not to disclose her whereabouts," Yang Chuxia replied, shaking her head.
Not to disclose her whereabouts? Ye Zi’an chuckled, what was he to do when he had already spilled the beans?
"Anyway, you might as well not ask about this. Go check on Lele and Yangyang first." Yang Chuxia couldn’t help rubbing her forehead as she thought of the children’s stubborn tempers. Young as they were, each had a temper. It was one thing to be angry, but their stubbornness was really sothing else.
"The two of them? What happened?"
Yang Chuxia had eaten dinner with her sons and Linyu from Dongyang, so Ye Zi’an hadn’t yet learned that the boys had been upset with each other.
"They got mad at each other," Yang Chuxia explained, "Lele was practicing his calligraphy when Yangyang pulled at him, asking if the birthmark on his forehead looked good. In the tussle, Yangyang smudged Lele’s writing with ink, which made Lele call him ugly, so Yangyang cried, and then they both got mad. Now neither of them is speaking to the other." She couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of her mouth when thinking about the dinner scene.
Whenever the two headstrong children accidentally t gazes, they just twisted their heads away. Especially during dinner, if Yangyang ate shrimp, Lele absolutely refused to eat shrimp; and if Lele ate chicken, Yangyang would not touch the chicken either. They insisted on not eating the sa thing.
Ye Zi’an gaped at this news.
He was about to say sothing else, but then he rembered his kids couldn’t be compared to their peers and held his tongue.
"You should check on them. I’m really not good at heart-to-hearts."
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