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In the world of children, there is rarely any resentment or guard. As long as they can play together, they are good friends.
With the two sons not around, Xiao Yao and He Yu enjoyed this rare moment of peace. To be honest, they hadn't experienced the feeling of being together like this for several years.
In the study, He Yu was reading some letters that the Crown Prince had given him in the morning, while Xiao Yao sat beside him with a pen, planning to write a letter home to inform her parents that she and He Yu would be bringing their two sons back.
However, when she picked up the pen, she didn't know what to write. After finally managing to write the first character, she found it too ugly and crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it away. Hearing the noise, He Yu lifted his eyelids to glance at Xiao Yao before lowering his head again. His expression was unreadable, but the slight upward curve of his lips revealed a hint of amusement.
After a while, as the number of crumpled papers on the table increased, He Yu could no longer bear to watch. He put down the documents in his hand and walked over to Xiao Yao's side, speaking with a tone of helplessness, "It's just a letter home. Look at how troubled you are. I told you to practice your writing more; now you see?"
Listening obediently to He Yu's reprimand, Xiao Yao looked up at him with a pitiful expression, "My lord..."
The soft and pleading tone made half of He Yu's body feel weak. Ever since they had children, Xiao Yao rarely cuddled up to He Yu for affection; after all, she had to establish her authority as a mother. Every time he thought about it, He Yu felt an immense sense of regret. Sometimes when he saw their son being spoiled by his daughter-in-law, he wished he could stuff both sons back into Xiao Yao's womb and never let them come out again.
In fact, this was also why He Yu had always longed for a daughter. Just thinking about having a delicate little girl calling him "Father" in a soft voice made He Yu feel as if he were flying with happiness.
You have sons; I have a daughter.
We are even.
However, now was not the time to think about having a daughter. Faced with Xiao Yao's coaxing, He Yu felt utterly powerless. Resignedly, he took the pen from Xiao Yao's hand and organized her dictated words into several neatly written pages of letters. Xiao Yao happily held those sheets of paper and gave He Yu a loud kiss on the cheek, saying, "Thank you, my dear! You are the best!"
"What did you just call me?" He Yu asked in confusion as he held Xiao Yao's hand.
"My dear," Xiao Yao replied with a smile. "What's wrong?"
"My dear."
He Yu pondered for a moment and smiled slightly. "It sounds nice; say it again."
"My dear!" Xiao Yao said without any shyness as she neatly stacked the letter papers into an envelope and sealed it with wax.
After finishing all this, she naturally sat on He Yu's lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and chuckled softly, "You are the closest person in my life and the one I love most; of course you are my dearest, aren't you?"
As the evening sun poured its warm light into the room, Xiao Yao felt even more restless due to the heat. He Yu picked up Xiao Yao in his arms and strode toward the inner chamber. Xiao Yao squinted, showing no signs of embarrassment; instead, she openly admired He Yu's physique and commented, "You're already a married man, yet your body hasn't changed at all. Clearly, you're not a lazy person."
"Whether I'm lazy or not, my princess knows best, doesn't she?" He Yu whispered teasingly in Xiao Yao's ear, his breath warm against her skin, hinting at what was about to happen.
Clearing her throat, Xiao Yao sat cross-legged and said seriously, "Prince, declaring intentions during the day is not something a gentleman should do... ah!"
Before she could finish her sentence, He Yu had pinned her down on the bed and gritted his teeth, saying, "Since you’re responsible for fanning the flames, you must also be responsible for extinguishing them." With that, he decided not to waste any more words with Xiao Yao and focused on "extinguishing the flames."
When the two brothers returned excitedly from outside, ready to share their spoils with their father and mother, they were unexpectedly stopped at the door by Yun Zhu. With a smile, she said, "Right now, the prince and princess are resting. Why don't you two young masters go to the study and read for a while?"
He Ziyi looked displeased and was about to speak when he was pulled back by He Zi'an. He Zi'an nodded obediently and said, "Alright, then we’ll go find Wu Yun and Liu Jin to play. Yun Zhu, please call us for dinner later."
"Yes, I will remember," Yun Zhu smiled as she watched the two brothers leave.
They could still hear He Ziyi complaining, "What’s this? Shouldn't we go find mother when we come back? Why won't you let me?"
"You idiot!" He Zi'an retorted. "Can't you see that Yun Zhu, being mother’s personal maidservant, didn’t go in to serve? It must mean they can’t be disturbed! Why are you still asking?"
"Why can't we go in? Do our parents have some secrets they can't reveal?"
"...Why are you so talkative! Everyone has secrets, alright?"
"You hit me..."
"I’m hitting you because you're such an idiot! How can your brain be so slow..."
Standing outside, Yun Zhu shook her head helplessly, thinking to herself that some things would only be understood when they grew up.
After successfully extinguishing the flames, He Yu walked out of the inner chamber feeling refreshed as darkness began to fall. He asked, "Where are those two brats?"
"Back to the prince, they are in the study," both Yun Zhu and Zhao Hezhong quickly replied.
After the two children returned, they first went to find Wu Yun and Liu Jin to play for a while. However, due to the rampant mosquitoes in the evening, Brothers could not stand it any longer and took Wu Yun and Liu Jin back to the study.
He Yu nodded after listening and said to Yun Zhu, "Set the table. Prepare some porridge for the princess; she can't eat anything else at this time. Green bean porridge or something similar will do. We'll just have cold noodles; let's keep it simple tonight without too much fuss."
"Understood." Yun Zhu and Zhao Hezhong replied and went to the kitchen to serve the food.
He Yu entered the study, and the scene before him was as follows.
The studious He Zi'an, although his clothes were a bit dirty, was still sitting upright at the desk reading. Liu Jin was lazily lying at his feet, wagging its tail. On the other hand, He Ziyi, who usually loved to play, seemed to be tired from playing all day; he was now resting his head on Wu Yun and had already fallen asleep. Wu Yun had also dozed off, completely unaware of He Yu's entrance.
Liu Jin stood up and walked over to He Yu, tilting its head to look at him. He Yu smiled and patted its head, causing Liu Jin to emit a comfortable purring sound. He Zi'an also walked over, saying, "Father."
"What happened? Why are you so dirty?" He Yu frowned. "While we haven't set the table yet, you two should go take a bath and change your clothes. If not, your mother will definitely not let you sit at the table for dinner."
He Zi'an helplessly tugged at his mouth but ultimately resigned himself and said, "Yes."
Then he picked up the still sleepy He Ziyi and dragged him along as they stumbled toward the Bath in the back of the house.
He Yu had someone bring clean clothes over so that he could step out afterward. Indeed, Xiao Yao's approach to education was very good; she had them start bathing themselves from a young age without needing anyone else to assist them.
Xiao Yao's theory was that although they were born as princes, who knows if they would have someone to serve them in the future? Why raise them to be delicate? When it's time to do things themselves, they should do so; relying on others only risks becoming useless.
Thus, not only for bathing but for many tasks, they were encouraged to do things on their own whenever possible, and they generally managed quite well by themselves.
As the two children went to bathe, He Yu saw that everything was arranged properly and decided to go into the inner room to check on Xiao Yao.
Xiao Yao was still asleep. He Yu sat on the edge of the bed and gently called out, "Yao Yao, Yao Yao."
"Mm?" Xiao Yao opened her eyes groggily. He Yu lowered his voice and said, "The children are back; they've eaten dinner and are taking a bath before sleeping."
Xiao Yao obediently nodded. He Yu helped her sit up while letting Yun Yue and Yun Bi assist her in putting on simple clothing. She sat on the couch waiting for the two children to finish bathing. Xiao Yao suddenly felt sore and sticky all over, which was quite uncomfortable; she couldn't help but start acting a bit spoiled, saying, "You have to help me bathe tonight."
"Alright, after we finish our meal, I'll help you take a bath." In front of Xiao Yao, He Yu was completely obedient.
Xiao Yao replied, "If we're taking a bath, then let's just take a bath. You better not have any improper thoughts; it's exhausting..." He Yu chuckled lightly, not responding to the comment about improper thoughts. Such matters could only be addressed later; any assurances made now were meaningless.
The two who had just finished bathing walked in and saw Xiao Yao cuddling up to He Yu in a spoiled manner.
He Zi'an was momentarily stunned but quickly returned to his usual demeanor and sat down without saying anything. He Ziyi, on the other hand, made a shy face and exclaimed, "Mother is such a big person and still acting spoiled; how embarrassing!"
"Mother is a woman, and women have the right to act spoiled towards men from childhood to adulthood!" Xiao Yao defended herself confidently. Her voice still carried a hint of laziness from just waking up, and the last few words were drawn out, making He Yu feel quite pleased. He added, "That's right; women have the right to act spoiled from birth until they grow old."
He Zi'an and He Ziyi were both taken aback, though their points of confusion were clearly different.
He Zi'an watched his mother acting spoiled towards Father; her playful demeanor looked particularly beautiful under the candlelight. The usually imposing mother seemed to have vanished, replaced by one who displayed a daughter-like charm.
He Zi'an's thoughts began to drift away.
Meanwhile, He Ziyi didn't understand any of this and simply asked in confusion, "So only girls can act spoiled? Boys can't?"
"Boys can act spoiled when they're young, but naturally they won't be able to when they grow up," Xiao Yao said as she rested her head on He Yu's shoulder, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
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