Inside the carriage, Xiao Yeyang held Daozi, occasionally glancing at Daohua, who was enjoying the scenery outside the window, his face always adorned with a pleasant smile.
"Such a strong scent of jealousy, son, did it make you feel sour?"
Xiao Yeyang playfully teased Daozi.
Daozi, having fun out on the outing today, laughed along with Xiao Yeyang.
Daohua gave Xiao Yeyang a displeased glare, looking at her son who was laughing like a little fool, she felt amused but held back her laughter.
Xiao Yeyang took out a stack of date paste cakes from a drawer nearby; seeing them, Daozi immediately opened his mouth eagerly awaiting to be fed.
Xiao Yeyang fed his son a piece first, then handed him a piece: "Go, take this to your mother."
Daozi quickly climbed down from Xiao Yeyang and trotted over to Daohua.
Even though the carriage was moving and lined with thick blankets, Daohua still worried about her son falling and quickly caught the little guy, embracing him in her arms.
After sitting on his mother’s lap, Daozi immediately handed over the cake: "Mom, eat."
Daohua took the cake from her son’s little hand and ate it, then smiled and said, "It’s really tasty!"
Seeing that Daohua was about to feed their son, Xiao Yeyang quickly handed over another piece of cake.
Daohua took a piece and fed it to their son.
Although Daozi was small, he ate with a commanding presence, his little mouth stuffed full making him look like a little hamster.
Seeing her adorable son, Daohua’s face showed an even deeper smile.
Xiao Yeyang seized the opportunity to move closer: "Not angry anymore?"
Daohua slanted a glance at him: "Who said I was angry? I just feel, having finally come out with my son, I still see someone flirting shamelessly."
Xiao Yeyang, with a face of aggrievement, retorted: "How am I flirting shamelessly? Besides, I’m not blind, do you think I would fancy just anyone?"
Daohua scoffed coldly: "Oh, so Prince, you mean if today’s girl had been extremely beautiful you would’ve taken her back to Prince Residence?"
Feeling the murderous look in Daohua’s eyes, Xiao Yeyang hastily shook his head: "That’s not what I meant. Even if she is a beauty, even a goddess, I wouldn’t look her way."
Saying this, he leaned close to Daohua’s ear and affectionately whispered: "In my entire life, having you is enough for me."
Daohua’s mouth curled into a smile, giving Xiao Yeyang a reproachful glance.
Daozi, having finished the cake in his mouth, was waiting to be fed again. Unaware, his parents didn’t notice him, looking from Daohua to Xiao Yeyang who were gazing at each other with affection.
"Mom!"
Daozi, feeling ignored again, immediately voiced his protest.
Daohua came back to her senses and hurriedly continued to feed her son, not forgetting to give Xiao Yeyang a glare.
Xiao Yeyang laughed joyously; he loved seeing Yiyi protect their son like a mother hen, declaring to everyone that he belonged to her.
Outside the carriage, Mei Lan and Mei Ju heard the laughter inside and breathed a sigh of relief.
Mei Lan snorted: "Such bad luck, Prince and Princess Consort finally came out, yet they had to encounter such a clueless person."
Mei Ju agreed: "Exactly, like that girl just now, her looks can’t even compare to the third-rate maids in our residence, I have no idea where she got the confidence to even think about serving the Prince?"
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As October ended, the snow in Liangdu fell ever more frequently.
Daohua and Daozi were playing on the couch by the window, watching the snowflakes dancing outside, Daozi’s eyes filled with wonder, pulling Daohua to watch it with him.
"That’s a snowflake, you can make snowmen, throw snowballs, and even ski in the snow."
Hearing Daohua’s gentle and slow voice, Daozi grew more excited: "Mom, want!"
Daohua asked with a smile: "Want what?"
Daozi: "Want snow, want play."
Although Daozi could only spit out two or three words at a time, he still managed to express his basic wants.
Daohua chuckled and shook her head: "That won’t work, you’re still too small, you need to grow up before you can play."
Daozi immediately grabbed Daohua’s hand, pointing outside: "Mom, want play."
Daohua shook her head: "No."
While the mother and son were at an impasse, Guyu, seeing no sign of the snow stopping, came over to ask: "Princess Consort, it’s almost midday, and the snow hasn’t stopped, would you like to have lunch in the courtyard?"
Daohua, dealing with her son twisting around in her lap, unable to sit still, thought for a moment and decided: "Let’s have lunch at Nanshan Hall." Saying this, she asked the maids to fetch the special stroller made for Daozi.
Daozi, seeing the stroller, instantly brightened up.
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