When Kid gave birth prematurely, he was not by her side, which always made him feel guilty. Coupled with missing Kid, Xiao Rongyan felt an urgent longing to fly on his way to Dadu City, yet he needed to remain composed and restrained. Thus, the journey to Dadu City was tormenting for him every moment.
"His Majesty and the Little Prince, Little Princess are already waiting for the Ninth Prince in the main hall," Wei Zhong said to Xiao Rongyan with a smile.
Outside the hall, there were no Imperial Army guards; they were almost all arranged to stand below the high steps.
Xiao Rongyan nodded, signaling to Yue Shi, who was following behind him, to wait here. Then he followed Wei Zhong towards the imposing structure, brightly lit Mingan Palace.
As he approached the hall’s door, Xiao Rongyan didn’t know why, but he felt a surge of nervousness—he was already a father.
In the past, Xiao Rongyan had never thought that one day he would have children, that he would become a father. He thought he would dedicate all his energy to the Yan Kingdom.
Kid... was unexpected for him, and the two children even more so.
Xiao Rongyan was uncertain if he would be a good father, as his own father was so cold-blooded and ruthless to his children. The blood of that person flowed in his veins, and he feared he wouldn’t be a good father either.
The door of Mingan Palace was slowly pushed open by Wei Zhong.
Inside the hall, layer upon layer of bright yellow drapes and curtains hung down from the crossbeam, adorned with jewel-encrusted golden peony hooks on the golden pillars at both sides. The lingering fragrance of white sandalwood from the incense burner rose elegantly, and at the end of the heavy gold curtain, the red carpet embroidered with dragon and blessing patterns was laid with an ivory mat. Bai Qingyan and Mrs. Dong each held a child in their arms. Chun Tao, kneeling at the edge of the ivory mat, seemed to have said something, causing Bai Qingyan and Mrs. Dong to smile.
Xiao Rongyan stood in place, watching this warm scene, and his anxiety was soothed for a moment. He couldn’t bear to disturb this heartwarming moment.
Wei Zhong was about to step forward to inform Bai Qingyan and Mrs. Dong, who hadn’t noticed the door opening, but was stopped by Xiao Rongyan raising his hand.
Somehow, the scene seemed to evoke a dusty memory deep in Xiao Rongyan’s heart. He vaguely remembered that when he was young, his mother and his father, who hadn’t yet awakened from his delusional state, would also spread an ivory mat in the hall during summer, place a small table of blackwood with fruits and snacks on it. His mother would hold him and his siblings and play string games. Under the flickering lights, his mother’s smile was just as enchanting.
Mrs. Dong laughed softly behind her handkerchief, noticing Xiao Rongyan standing at the entrance of the hall.
Xiao Rongyan quickly came back to his senses, took off his mask, and handed it to Wei Zhong beside him, then respectfully bowed towards Mrs. Dong from afar.
"A Yan is back..." Mrs. Dong’s smile deepened, brimming with kindness, and she waved to Murong Yan, "Come quickly!"
After speaking, Mrs. Dong instructed Chun Zhi, "Bring sour plum soup for A Yan."
The weather in Dadu City was already hot by May. The sour plum soup was made by Nanny Tong, prepared early, but Bai Qingyan didn’t have any iced version, only warm ones. Knowing Xiao Rongyan would come, Mrs. Dong specifically had someone ice a bowl for him.
Upon hearing the word "back," Xiao Rongyan was surprised and honored, walked quickly towards Mrs. Dong’s direction with a respectful demeanor, without even glancing at Bai Qingyan, stopped not far from Mrs. Dong, and bowed deeply, "A Yan greets Mother!"


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