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He Yu's departure seemed to make several children grow up overnight.
The children began to study and practice martial arts on their own without Xiao Yao's supervision, managing to attend every class without missing a single one. They were truly diligent in their studies, and even the instructors praised them endlessly.
The children of Xuanping Wang were indeed spoiled, but that was not a bad thing!
Xiao Yao felt pleased upon hearing this. While taking care of Yuhui, he also made an effort to ensure that the children's nutrition was balanced. After all, these children were in their growth phase, and as young masters of the Xuanping Prince's Mansion, they certainly needed proper food and clothing; it was just a matter of ensuring a balanced diet. Each day, the quantity of vegetables, meat, and rice was carefully measured, and he often had Zhang Taiyi check the children's pulses and prescribe some nourishing recipes.
The children did not need medicinal supplements; as long as they paid attention to their daily meals, that would be sufficient.
As time passed, the children's health improved significantly. Even He Zi Xi, who had been weak and sickly when he first arrived, became less susceptible to colds.
One day, Xiao Yao touched He Zi Xi's arm and noticed that compared to when he first came, his thin arms and legs had gained some flesh and had become stronger due to regular martial arts training.
Of course, he was still quite a bit behind his brother He Ziyi, who was always restless when idle. However, compared to He Zi'an, he was catching up quickly.
He Zi Xi was delighted with his transformation but felt even more motivated to study hard when he thought about his brother fighting on the battlefield at that moment.
He had made up his mind: since He Ziyao enjoyed leading troops into battle and liked the front lines, he would let him go without any more objections. After all, Xiao Yao had once told them, "Do what you want to do and become who you want to be."
He understood that He Ziyao's goal was to become a formidable general like their father. Initially, he thought this dream would never be realized after their family was destroyed; however, they were unexpectedly adopted by Xuanping Wang!
Now, Xuanping Wang had truly taken him to a real battlefield where he could witness what a true desert battlefield looked like. He Zi Xi knew he could not fall behind. He needed to study hard, pass the imperial examinations, and stand in the court.
This was partly due to a conversation with his father about how eliminating feudal lords was an inevitable task; it was just uncertain whether it would happen in the next few years or after the crown prince ascended the throne. If it were after the crown prince's ascension, then he would take revenge for his parents himself.
The Crown Prince Couple took He Yu's instructions seriously. Every few days, they would send Su Hong to check on the Xuanping Prince's Mansion.
In between visits from Xiao Mo Yi and her husband who occasionally helped care for the children, the Third Prince and his wife also came by from time to time. This made Xiao Yao feel busier than when He Yu was in the mansion.
Of course, she was also grateful to them. The lively atmosphere of the royal residence was much better than being alone in silence, thinking about He Yu. With someone to divert her attention, the days passed quite easily.
He Yu's letters arrived roughly every half month, and each time Xiao Yao felt she had so much to share with He Yu. Whenever she picked up her pen, she would chatter on endlessly about trivial matters, like how Yuhui had gained some weight. She was no longer the skinny little mouse she used to be; her nose and mouth were starting to resemble He Yu more and more. Then there was Zi Xi, whose body had become sturdier, and He Ziyi and Zi An had grown taller again, along with various other bits of family news.
Her heart was also filled with unease. She wondered if General Xuanping, who was out in the field entangled in war, had the time or interest to read her trivialities, but she still enjoyed writing them.
Fortunately, it seemed that He Yu patiently read her letters and even replied earnestly, which made Xiao Yao feel both comforted and deeply touched.
Through this exchange of letters, unknowingly, spring flowers and autumn moons passed by, as did the harsh winters and scorching summers. By August of the third year, news finally came from the front lines that various tribes in the Western Regions had surrendered and agreed to negotiate peace.
After nearly two years of bitter warfare, they finally received such good news. The entire capital erupted in excitement; everyone was jubilant and praised Xuanping Wang endlessly, saying that Xuanping Wang had indeed inherited the He Family's legacy and had achieved a great victory right from the start.
Xiao Yao did not hear these rumors; she could not help but feel overjoyed as she hugged her daughter, who was almost two years old. "Father is coming back! Aren't you happy?"
It seemed that girls naturally had stronger language abilities. Now at less than two years old, her daughter spoke very fluently. The little girl asked in a sweet voice, "Is Father really Father?"
"Yes, Father is Father."
"When will Father come back?" Seeing her daughter's eager expression made Xiao Yao very happy.
Her daughter was completely familiar with the term Father, thanks to Xiao Yao often mentioning it in front of her. Moreover, Xiao Yao frequently took her daughter to Xiao Mo Yi's place or to play in the palace. Thus, the little girl naturally understood that a family consists not only of a mother and brothers but also needs a Father. Now that this Father was about to return, her daughter naturally clapped her hands in cheer. After a while, she asked, "Will Father recognize Yuhui?"
"Of course! When Yuhui was born, Father even held Yuhui!" Xiao Yao gently swayed her daughter's delicate body as she spoke softly.
"Really?" The little girl widened her eyes in surprise. "Why didn't I know that?"
"Because you were very small back then and didn't know anything."
"Oh, is Father back? Will he still hold me?"
"Of course, you are his most beloved princess."
"No, I am Princess, not a princess!" Yuhui corrected Xiao Yao with a serious expression.
Xiao Yao couldn't help but laugh so hard that she nearly fell off the couch, then she composed herself and said, "To others, you are Princess, but in Father's heart, you are a princess, the one and only princess in this world."
"What about in Mother’s heart? And in Brother's?"
"You are a princess to us all. Only to unrelated people are you Princess."
Since receiving the news that the army was returning to the capital, everyone in Xuanping Prince's Mansion had been eagerly anticipating it. Two years is neither long nor short.
Xiao Yao thought she had remained calm during these two years, but unexpectedly, as the day of the army's return approached, she found herself increasingly restless, suffering from the torment of longing every day.
Finally, one morning while Xiao Yao was having breakfast with several children, Yun Yue rushed into the courtyard, shouting as she ran, "My lady, my lady! The army has returned to the capital! The prince is back!" (To be continued)
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