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Anyway, growth and education are things that will come after the child can remember things.
Right now, what Xiao Yao is facing is the confinement period. A month ago, she was still dealing with postpartum discharge, unable to move, and even refused to let He Yu hold her. After a month of not washing her hair or taking a bath, it was truly unbearable.
Finally, the discharge has cleared up, the confinement period is over, and the baby has opened its eyes. No longer the wrinkled appearance seen at first, both sons are chubby and fair, making them quite endearing. Aside from the times when Nursemaid is feeding them, Xiao Yao can't wait for nightfall to be with her two children.
The names have been decided: the eldest is named He Ziyi, and the second brother is named He Zi'an. Although there isn't much time difference between their births, if all goes well, the eldest will inherit the title of Xuanping Wang. With that in mind, Xiao Yao naturally hopes that the eldest can take on the responsibilities of being an older brother, hence the name "Ziyi." As for Second Brother, she wishes for him to grow up safely and not conflict with his elder brother over external matters, thus naming him "Zi'an."
Ultimately, she hopes that the two brothers can support each other, each taking on their own responsibilities as they walk together through life.
During this month, the entire capital has learned that the Xuanping Prince's Mansion has welcomed a pair of twins. Everyone congratulates He Yu.
The Crown Prince patted He Yu on the shoulder and said, "Wow, quietly having two sons! How about sharing one with me?"
"How could that be!" He Yu immediately feigned a nervous expression. "Those are my sons! If you want a son, you should have one with your own Daughter-in-law!"
The Crown Prince laughed heartily, and He Yu felt quite good as they walked towards the Eastern Palace.
Once inside, He Yu said, "In a couple of days is my son's full moon celebration; you must bring a gift!"
"Of course," the Crown Prince nodded. "If I can't make it then I'll send Qingye over; it would still be an honor for your household."
"Okay," He Yu nodded. He played with the cup in his hand for a moment and said, "I declined the Emperor's offer to take credit for my achievements, but he didn't seem angry at all."
"That's for sure," the Crown Prince changed his posture and took a sip of water. "The Southwest Rebellion, as you said, is just a bunch of rebellious rascals. He had long prepared for Fourth to take credit for it; your refusal played right into his hands."
"Yes." He Yu stood up and walked to the prince's shelf, looking at a crystal cup on the display. He continued, "The emperor is worried that if I turn out like my father, it would only reinforce his impression of me. You know he has had doubts about me before."
"That's right," the prince nodded without getting up. "Originally, my father thought of you as a wayward playboy. But after your sudden change in temperament after marriage, he naturally assumed you had completely changed and would be on guard against you."
It was originally a serious statement, but coming from the prince's mouth, He Yu found it quite amusing. He chuckled lightly and looked at the prince with his charming eyes. "So, he thinks I've 'turned over a new leaf'? And now he's keeping an eye on me again?"
"I don't know if he's really keeping an eye on you," the prince shook his head with a smile, though that smile seemed to carry deeper meaning. "But I do know that your refusal of the Southwest Rebellion has genuinely relieved him."
He Yu chuckled and decided not to dwell on that topic any longer. Instead, he said, "This crystal cup looks quite nice."
"It was a tribute from a few days ago when some Luo's Golden-Haired Ghost came to the capital and brought gifts. If you like it, I can have someone send you a set!" The prince said nonchalantly.
He Yu naturally accepted graciously, smiling as he replied, "Then I thank His Highness for the generous gift. I'm sure my daughter-in-law will love this set."
Although he verbally expressed gratitude for the prince's gift, his actions showed no intention of truly accepting it. The prince laughed and playfully kicked at him, saying, "So you're planning to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha?"
However, he didn't actually kick him; He Yu nimbly dodged and grinned back, "That's not borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha; that's my daughter-in-law!"
The two men teased each other in the study for a while before He Yu finally plopped down in a chair and took a couple sips of tea. "By the way, Yang Yunzhe seems to want to establish connections recently."
"Yes, I've noticed," the prince also calmed down. "He must have heard something; did someone leak information?"
"I don't know about that," He Yu's expression turned serious. "Aside from you and me, only Consort Chen should know about this matter. How could Yang Yunzhe find out?"
The prince pondered for a moment. "Perhaps it's because of Sun Ping."
“Sun Ping?” He Yu pondered for a moment, “At that time, Sun Ping hadn’t even become a general yet. How did he know? By the time my father died, Sun Ping was just a commander.”
The two fell silent for a while, and suddenly it seemed they thought of a key figure. They looked up at each other and said in unison, “Yun Family.”
“That’s right, it’s Yun Family. It seems we need to start with Zhenguo General,” the Crown Prince said slowly.
“Yes,” He Yu nodded, “Back then, my father fought alongside the old man from Yun Family. If it weren’t for my father, the old man from Yun Family would have been dead long ago. What about Zhenguo General? They are just repaying my He Family.”
“It’s too early to draw conclusions now,” the Crown Prince tapped his fingers on the table and continued, “It might not be Yun Zhenfei, after all. Right now, even Yun Family is still confused.”
“That’s true,” He Yu agreed, “But they deserve it; who told Yun Zhenfei to have so many sons?”
“You…” The Crown Prince shook his head, truly at a loss with this Xuanping Wang.
When He Yu returned home, the Central Courtyard was bustling with activity.
The whole family of Xiao Yao had gathered there, naturally surrounding their two precious sons. Xiao Mo Yi had now made the Xuanping Prince's Mansion feel like home; he came over without even sending a notice, bringing along his Daughter-in-law.
Not only did they come, but they also had to mooch off meals. He Yu shook his head with amusement; he really was impressed by this person.
However, perhaps it was this carefree and unrestrained personality that allowed him to have a good relationship with Xiao Yao. At least from He Yu’s observation, Xiao Yao seemed more reserved around her elder brother Xiao Moxian than around Xiao Mo Yi, probably because of Xiao Moxian’s serious demeanor.
The two precious boys were being teased by others, which made it seem like Xiao Yao, as their mother, had little role to play. After all, any woman in the house besides the maid had more experience with children than she did.
As for Mrs. Xiao, she was her biological mother.
Sister-in-law Wang Yan'er, when the family conditions were not good, also worked as a maid in other households, serving both adults and children.
As a result, it made her seem idle as a mother. She raised her head and saw He Yu silently standing at the door, watching the family pose like circus performers, unable to suppress a silent laugh.
Well, it seems that he didn't amuse the child but rather amused the father.
He Yu's gaze met Xiao Yao's, and Xiao Yao immediately smiled and said, "Grandfather, you're back!"
In an instant, the entire room fell silent as everyone turned to look at He Yu, feeling somewhat embarrassed. However, He Yu waved his hand and said, "It's fine. It seems my son is quite popular."
"Yes, it's been a long time since we've seen the child." Mrs. Xiao, as the elder, naturally spoke first. "However, when we left, the eldest's daughter-in-law was also pregnant; I wonder how she is doing now."
"Hmm? The eldest sister-in-law is also pregnant?" Upon hearing this news, Xiao Yao and Xiao Mo Yi turned to look at the elderly couple of the Xiao Family.
Xiao Guangzheng slapped his forehead. "That's right; I forgot to tell you. The eldest's daughter-in-law is indeed pregnant; she must be showing by now. Your mother and I will be going back in a few days."
"Ah..." Xiao Yao suddenly felt reluctant. After all, she had been focused on giving birth during this time. Now that her mother was here to help her with various tasks, she hadn't even had time to show filial piety before her parents were going back.
Seeing the guilt and reluctance on Xiao Yao's face, Mrs. Xiao held her hand and patted it gently. "We just came to take a look. Now that we see you are doing well, your father and I can rest assured. But someone has to take care of home; your elder brother is alone and has to manage both business and family. Your father and I are still worried..."
After all, that was the old residence of the Xiao Family; it was the root of the Xiao Family.
For a moment, the atmosphere in what was originally a joyful room became somewhat heavy. He Yu smiled and said, "It's alright; we can understand our parents' concerns. How about this: when the child grows up a bit more, I'll take you back to stay for a while?"
"Yes, yes! Just come back to stay," Xiao Guangzheng immediately followed up on He Yu's words. "In a few years, when the child grows up a bit more, you can come back; by then, home will be much livelier."
"Mm." Xiao Yao also looked up and smiled, saying, "Then Dad needs to expand our Xiao Family, adding a few more rooms; otherwise, there won't be enough space!"
"Enough, enough, of course it's enough," Xiao Guangzheng nodded with a smile. "As long as they are family, no matter how many come, there will always be enough space!"
"Haha..."
The atmosphere in the entire house became cheerful, and the topic shifted as everyone moved on to other matters.
After all, it's best not to dwell on overly sentimental topics at this time.
All gatherings must eventually come to an end; moreover, even if this one ends, everyone can gather again next time—it's just that the interval in between may be a bit longer.
Xiao Yao turned her head and met He Yu's gaze. "This is yours; you can't deny it."
"Of course, I speak nothing but the truth to my Daughter-in-law!"
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