"How can you sleep so much? Haven’t had enough sleep under the Mu Residence’s beds?" Lele rolled her eyes. She was really too carefree, managing to sleep even in that kind of situation.
"How can that be the sa? Just because you’ve had lunch, does it an you don’t need dinner?" Yangyang muttered speechlessly, then turned his head to look at Yang Chuxia, "Mother, speaking of eating, I’m hungry again."
"Wait a mont, I’ll have soone cook noodles for you."
"I want an egg in it."
"Okay," Yang Chuxia rubbed his head, "Yangyang, you were wonderful today, so brave, you even saved your brother."
"Hehe," Yangyang hugged her neck, "Mother, if you praise like this, I’ll be shy."
"Little rascal, you’re shy?" Yang Chuxia pinched his little nose and got off the carriage first.
Yangyang hopped down as well, walking around to Ye Zi’an and occasionally looking up at him.
"What are you doing?" Ye Zi’an stopped and looked at him.
"Handso Dad, Mother thought I was very brave today and she praised ."
"So?" Ye Zi’an raised his eyebrows.
"So, shouldn’t you praise too?"
"Isn’t this what you’re supposed to do? There’s nothing to praise. A real man should be like this." Ye Zi’an patted his little head, and seeing his displeased face, he paused and then added, "However, for soone your age to be so calm and clever is indeed rare."
"That’s more like it." Yangyang muttered after hearing this.
Once back ho, Yang Chuxia had several bowls of noodles prepared. After finishing up, they took their rest. They had been truly exhausted from the day’s events at the Mu Residence.
The next day, due to the incident at the Mu Residence, Yang Chuxia did not bring the children to the Third Prince’s annual banquet and did not stay long before returning ho.
"I need to go back to Shandong on the eighth," Ye Zi’an told Yang Chuxia once they were back in their residence.
"Why are you going back alone? We’ll go with you."
"I’m afraid that won’t be possible," Ye Zi’an shook his head, "I heard today at my cousin’s place that the princes’ residences will receive their allotnts in the next few days. Each prince’s residence will be moving and will also need to present congratulatory gifts. Lele will definitely be moving too. And now that Lele is a prince, he can’t go to Shandong without the Emperor’s permission."
"He can’t go?" Yang Chuxia’s eyes widened, "You an to say that he, a child, has to run a prince’s household all by himself?"
"My lady should stay in the Capital City with the children."
Ye Zi’an thought to himself, staying here would be good; that way, he could keep the secret for much longer.
"No, we must all go back to Shandong."
"My lady..." Ye Zi’an’s voice trailed off, "We cannot defy a royal decree."
"The decree hasn’t been issued yet, has it? You go to the palace and talk to the Emperor first."
"Dad, I want to go to Shandong too," Lele also spoke up, "Dad, just tell the Emperor the truth. He will agree. We all want to stay with you."
Hearing the hint in Lele’s tone, Ye Zi’an pressed his fingers to his forehead and after a long while, asked with frustration, "Are you sure you don’t want to take a look at your residence?"
"What’s there to see? It’s probably just a rundown residence. Those people are so jealous they’re practically spitting blood; would they really pick out a nice residence for ?"
Lele had no expectations at all. Having spent days in the Capital City, he could guess what those courtiers were like.
"Surely not? If they choose poorly, the court will have to renovate, which would be a hassle, right?" Yang Chuxia thought that a prince’s residence represented Great Zhou’s image, questioning whether those courtiers would really do sothing so petty.
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