The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 776

Chapter 776: Chapter 694, Take Good Care_1

The gazes of the officials followed the movements of the Emperor and the others.

Many of them wore complicated expressions.

"I didn’t expect it to truly be Xiao Yeyang!"

Among them, Prince Ping’s emotions were especially mixed. As he watched his son walking alongside Xiu Xiangchen, Chui Gang, and others, not losing out in presence at all, he unexpectedly found himself unsure of how to face him.

Prince Rui approached and nudged Prince Ping, "Yeyang has really changed a lot, I almost didn’t recognize him."

Prince Ping grunted a response, saying nothing else.

Prince Rui sighed, "Now that Yeyang has come back, you should pay more attention to him in the future, and not put all your focus on the mother and son from the Ma Family." He understood a bit of what Prince Ping was feeling right now—his son was so outstanding, but he, as a father, had not been a part of that.

Prince Ping snorted, "Is it that I don’t care about that kid? He’s the one who doesn’t see me, his father, as important. He’s been in Zhongzhou for so long and has never written me a letter."

Prince Rui’s lips twitched, "Have you ever written to him?"

Prince Ping glared, "I’m his father, isn’t it supposed to be him writing to inquire about my well-being?"

Prince Rui had no desire to speak anymore.

Prince Ping continued with a huff, "That darn kid just knows how to get close to the Guo Family. If he had any regard for me as his father, would he have done such a thing to stab me in the heart?"

Here we go, the Guo Family again!

Prince Rui exhaled heavily; the affairs of Prince Ping’s household were very complicated indeed.

Several princes were also observing Xiao Yeyang.

The Crown Prince said, "This guy has really changed a lot."

The Third Prince remarked, "I still prefer him when he was younger, ready to flare up at the slightest provocation."

The Fifth Prince looked at the Third Prince, "Why don’t you try then, Third Brother, to see if Xiao Yeyang is still like he was when he was young?"

The Third Prince gave the Fifth Prince a sidelong glance, "Why don’t you go? I remember you fought with him the most when we were kids."

The Fifth Prince wore a helpless expression, "He’s now part of the Jinling Guard, who dares provoke him?"

The Third Prince snorted coldly, "You’re scared to go but you instigate me?"

The Fifth Prince laughed, "It’s excusable for me to fear Xiao Yeyang, after all, I never won against him when we were children. But it’s different for you, Third Brother. He suffered at your hands many times when you were kids. Now you’re close with Xiao Yeyen, don’t you want to stand up for him? Or are you saying now that Xiao Yeyang has grown up, you, Third Brother, are scared?"

The Third Prince scoffed, "Don’t try to goad me; it won’t work." As he spoke, he looked up at Xiao Yeyang, his gaze deepening, as he contemplated something.

The Crown Prince watched the Third Prince with amusement. He suspected that his third brother was filled with regret now, as Xiao Yeyang had returned to Beijing in such a grand and spirited way, having established such significant merits on the Northern Frontier. To the keen-eyed, it was clear that Xiao Yeyen couldn’t compare to him.

"You’re just too impatient, Third Brother. No matter how you look at it, Xiao Yeyen was raised by a concubine. I really don’t understand why you’re in such a rush to curry favor with him."

"Xiao Yeyang and Xiao Yeyen are arch enemies; if they truly come to blows one day, what will you do?"

The Third Prince looked coldly at the Crown Prince, "You needn’t worry about it, Big Brother."

The Second Prince and the Fourth Prince stood aside, listening to the others’ sparring but showed no interest in joining in.

While the princes discussed, so did the ministers.

Today was the grand court meeting, and everyone of nobility had gathered.

Seeing his grandson’s triumphant return to Beijing, Duke Dingguo’s face brimmed with gratification, and the hearts of the Guo Family were extremely happy. No matter what, half of Xiao Yeyang’s blood was from the Guo Family.

Duke Cheng’en observed Xiao Yeyang while also letting out a sigh—he had misunderstood his second son’s years in Zhongzhou, always thinking that Xiao Yeyang amounted to nothing.

The Princely Heir, Jiang, leaned towards his father, "Father, after the banquet is over, shouldn’t we go and pay our respects to the Empress Dowager?"

Duke Cheng’en contemplated for a moment, "It will suffice if I go."