"Daddy Beauty!" As soon as he heard about howork, Yangyang imdiately covered his face and wailed.
"Go, write yesterday’s characters five more tis," Ye Zi’an ordered without paying any attention to his wailing.
Yangyang pouted and his eyes darted around. After a long while, he finally said, "Mom, Daddy Beauty lied to you, one is a brother and the other is a sister."
After speaking, he dashed off towards the door. Only when he reached the door did he turn his head and look at Ye Zi’an with a challenge, "Humph, since the young master is definitely going to be punished anyway, why shouldn’t I just say it?"
Then, with the swagger of a young lord, he left the scene.
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia quickly had Grandma Lin and Li carry the children over, and after personally checking and seeing her son’s little birdie, she knew that Yangyang was an honest child.
"Ye Zi’an, you must be sick in the head," she shouted.
After wrapping the child back up in a light blanket and having fed him, she handed him down to be taken away before yelling at Ye Zi’an.
"Hehe, my wife, don’t be angry. Actually, I think that Yangyang’s features are even more delicate than Xiaxia’s—dressing him as a girl would definitely make him look prettier."
"..." Oh my, Xiaxia? Yangyang? Dressing as a girl? Raising my son as a girl? He’s got so nerve.
Yang Chuxia looked at Ye Zi’an with a smile that was not quite a smile for a good while, making him feel so uneasy that he could neither sit nor stand. Finally, she spoke, "I think your features are finer, so if you put on a dress and makeup, you would definitely be prettier than Rongqing. Why don’t you give it a try first?"
At her words, Ye Zi’an had a shiver, bizarrely imagining himself wearing Yang Chuxia’s clothes, with makeup on his face and a beauty spot on his forehead, and suddenly felt all wrong.
"What do you say? Do you want to give it a try?" Yang Chuxia asked with a chuckle.
Sweating from his forehead, Ye Zi’an hurriedly shook his head, "No, definitely not."
"Humph, ’Do not impose on others what you yourself do not desire.’ Do you understand?" She scoffed. He didn’t want it for himself, yet he thought of raising his son as a girl. What a perv.
"I understand, I do!" Ye Zi’an nodded repeatedly. Then he asked eagerly, trying to please her, "Wife, would you like to rest a bit now?"
Yang Chuxia responded with an eye roll.
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The day of the twins’ baptism arrived, and Commandery Princess Dongyang ca over.
"Xiaxia, I’m here."
"You just finished your confinent. How did you co so soon?"
"I’m here to see the kids," Commandery Princess Dongyang still spoke brashly, but she shone with a newfound maternal glow.
"And Chengcheng?" Yang Chuxia asked.
"The wet nurse is watching him, and Mu Shaoling is at ho too—do you think there’s no one to watch him?" Commandery Princess Dongyang was quite carefree, not feeling there was anything wrong with leaving her one-month-old son, "I’ve been cooped up at ho for a month and I’ve had enough. I had to co out for a breath of fresh air."
"Aunt Dongyang, where’s my wife?" Yangyang asked Commandery Princess Dongyang as soon as he saw her.
"..." Commandery Princess Dongyang was a bit flabbergasted. Boy, you’re too eager.
"Yangyang, having babies doesn’t happen that fast, you’ll have to wait longer," she replied.
Upon hearing he had to wait even longer, Yangyang’s eyes widened, "Mom, how much longer do I have to wait?"
Seeing Commandery Princess Dongyang’s embarrassed face, Yang Chuxia chuckled, "I’m thinking at least a year or two."
"Ah? That long?" Yangyang felt very frustrated, "If I had known, I would have agreed to Uncle Shaofeng’s proposal."
"Hey, you little rascal," Commandery Princess Dongyang lost her cool upon hearing this, "How can you be so fickle? Do you know how hard it is to find a wife nowadays? You can’t even wait a little while, so you just wait to end up alone."
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