The three children were also tired from playing.
Xiao Cong was the first to fall asleep in the arms of Duke Anguo, while Little Xiao Xuan, held by Shangguan Yun, was also dozing off, nodding like a little chick pecking at rice.
Xiao Yang still wanted to light a few more firecrackers, but unfortunately, she was already out of energy. She dragged her little body weakly to Gu Jiao’s side.
At this moment, she really couldn’t walk any further, so Gu Jiao picked her up.
Duke Anguo said gently, "Let’s first send the children back to sleep. Your Majesty should also rest."
Shangguan Yun nodded, affectionately glancing at Xiao Cong, who was sleeping soundly in her arms, and tightened the cloak around him, "It’s freezing, it’s time to go back."
In fact, the dragon and phoenix twins are usually very robust, seldom getting sick from the wind or rain, except for Little Xiao Xuan, who is physically weaker and requires constant care.
"Your Majesty, let this old servant take him." Wu Sixi was ready to take the child from Shangguan Yun’s arms and send him back to Xiao Heng and Gu Jiao’s Sleeping Palace.
The drunken Shangguan Qing suddenly put down his wine jug and strode over to them, "Alright, alright, I’ll do it, you accompany my mother back."
Shangguan Yun looked doubtfully at her son, quite worried that his drunken state might cause him to drop her precious darling.
Shangguan Qing had a unique constitution, getting drunk quickly and sobering up just as fast; otherwise, how could he have taken out a whole table of relatives and friends with his drinking at Xiao Heng and Gu Jiao’s wedding back then?
"Rest assured, I won’t drop him; I don’t have any children, so I’m hoping he’ll take care of me in my old age!"
Shangguan Yun glared at him again, "After the New Year, you must choose a proper consort!"
Shangguan Qing reluctantly rubbed his nose.
Speaking too much after drinking, mentioning the ones he shouldn’t.
He chuckled and said, "Alright, alright, I’ll choose, I’ll choose, all according to your wishes, dearest mother! I’m the most obedient one!"
Shangguan Yun knew he was just placating her and shook her head helplessly, "I should have knocked you out with a stick and thrown you into some mountain valley, to see if you’d have the fortune of your brother and be picked up by someone else’s daughter-in-law."
Shangguan Qing: ... Mother, you’re not serious.
Shangguan Qing carried Xiao Cong in one hand and Little Xiao Xuan in the other, sending them back to Zhaoyang Palace.
Gu Jiao, holding Xiao Yang, escorted Duke Anguo to the Palace Gate.
Duke Anguo could now move freely, looked at Gu Jiao and the little one resting on her shoulder, and sighed, "I told you not to accompany me, and yet you braved such a strong wind, what if Yangyang catches a cold?"
Xiao Yang lifted an eyelid, "Grandfather, I don’t catch colds."
Duke Anguo laughed.
Xiao Yang was the strongest among the three children and the most energetic; she indeed seemed to have never been sick since childhood.
Yet he didn’t dare to be careless.
"Just see me off here; I shall take my leave."
"Goodbye, Grandfather." Xiao Yang waved a small hand from her mother’s embrace.
Duke Anguo smiled indulgently and turned to board the carriage.
Gu Jiao looked down at the little one in her arms, "Alright, let’s go back——"
Just before she finished the word ’palace’, Xiao Yang shut her eyes and started snoring, quickly falling asleep.
Holding on till now was really not easy.
Gu Jiao’s lips curved slightly, finding children truly delightful.
She carried Xiao Yang back to the palace.
Meanwhile, Shangguan Yun also returned to her Sleeping Palace.
She sat before her dressing table, and a little palace maid stepped forward to untwist her hair.
She gazed at herself in the bronze mirror and massaged her sore temples.
Wu Sixi approached considerately and asked, "Your Majesty, are you tired?"
Shangguan Yun replied with a laugh, "Getting old, not like when I was young. I remember back at the Imperial Mausoleum, Qingqing always found new ways to stay up and before you knew it, it was the morning of New Year’s Day."
Wu Sixi quickly said, "Look at you, you’re not that old yet, are you?"
Though she was over forty, Her Majesty’s natural bone structure was superior, showing not a hint of age, but instead an elegant charm, with eyes both sharp and clear.
Shangguan Yun smiled. As one holding the power of life and death, she didn’t care about her appearance.
Wu Sixi hesitated but said nothing further.
"What is it?" She saw Wu Sixi’s expression through the bronze mirror.
Wu Sixi grinned awkwardly and glanced at the little palace maid undoing Shangguan Yun’s hairdo, saying, "Let this servant handle it."
Shangguan Yun raised her hand gently.
The little palace maid understood and respectfully withdrew.
While removing the beads from Shangguan Yun’s headdress, Wu Sixi chuckled, "Lord Yun Shan... has sent his New Year gifts again. Would you like to review them, Your Majesty?"
In fact, as early as the year Shangguan Yun ascended the throne, Lord Yun Shan voluntarily requested to relinquish his royal status. The letter had been languishing in the Cabinet for several years, with Shangguan Yun never approving it.


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