Wei Shuxuan didn't have the time to bother about these two men. One doted on his son while the other doted on his nephew. However, when Wei Shuxuan got up, Xin Zizhao stuffed his own son into Xin Yeheng's arms and quickly went over to support her. "The son can be taken care of by Yeheng, but one's own wife is still the most important."
"Xin Zizhao, has anyone ever said that you're getting better at sweet - talking?" A faint smile played on the corners of Wei Shuxuan's lips.
"You'll just have to get used to it."
"Yeheng, Xin Zizhao and I are going back to our room first. Can I leave Yu'er in your care?" Wei Shuxuan looked at Xin Yeheng who was teasing the baby in his arms.
"Of course I can!" Xin Yeheng didn't mind taking care of the little baby at all. He never thought he'd have a little nephew. He was so cute! He would surely treat his little nephew well.
Xin Zizhao supported Wei Shuxuan into the room. "Was Yu'er well - behaved today?"
"Not bad. Just the same as usual. Fortunately, Yu'er looks like me. Otherwise, with that cold personality, who could stand it?" Wei Shuxuan couldn't help but tease Xin Zizhao.
However, Xin Zizhao was already used to Wei Shuxuan's teasing. He raised an eyebrow. "That's true. But Yu'er takes after me more in appearance. Even if he's cold, he'll still attract a lot of admirers."
"..... Okay, stop joking around with me."
Wei Shuxuan pursed her lips. This man clearly meant that she wasn't as good - looking as him. But since it was the truth and she couldn't find any evidence to refute him, she might as well just admit defeat.
"Aren't you going to sleep?" Xin Zizhao knew when to stop and quickly changed the topic.
"Yes, but after what you said, I can't fall asleep," Wei Shuxuan leaned into Xin Zizhao's arms. "By the way, are you planning to pass the throne to Yeheng?"
"Yes. Yeheng has grown up now. He's no longer the naive child he used to be. I see that he handles the memorials very well. I think it's time to hand over the Yulong Kingdom to him with confidence."
After saying that, Xin Zizhao lowered his head and locked eyes with Wei Shuxuan in his arms. Wei Shuxuan gave a sly smile. "Then what about Yu'er?"
"I think Yeheng is quite willing to take care of our son."
Xin Zizhao smiled slightly. He found it quite funny when he thought of Xin Yeheng's attitude towards Yu'er. Yeheng was so good to Yu'er that even he and Wei Shuxuan felt a bit jealous. And Yu'er also liked to stick to Xin Yeheng very much.
"That's right."
The two looked at each other and smiled. Their hands clasped tightly, like an unbreakable knot.
Although they said they wanted to pass the throne to Xin Yeheng, Yu'er was still very young and needed his father and mother by his side. A few years passed like this. Yu'er was already six years old. He liked nothing more than to go and play with his little uncle.
One sunny afternoon, little Yu'er rushed into Huaman Palace. The eunuchs and maids in Huaman Palace couldn't help but pinch his cute little cheeks when they saw him. "Oh, is the little prince here to find his little uncle?"
"Yes. Is little uncle here?"
"His Highness is studying in the study. Let this servant take you there."
"Thank you, nanny!" The chubby face and innocent smile of the little child always brought good mood to people.
The old nanny in the palace carefully led Yu'er. Just as they reached the door of the study, Yu'er shouted at the top of his voice. "Little uncle, are you there? Yu'er has come to play with you!"
Hearing Yu'er's voice, Xin Yeheng, who was reading memorials in the study, quickly put down the memorials in his hand and ran out. He saw Yu'er standing outside, holding the old nanny's hand. "Yu'er, why did you come?"
"Yu'er misses little uncle and wants to play with little uncle."
"Okay, little uncle will play with you."
As a result, in the evening, Xin Yeheng was severely scolded by Xin Zizhao. But Xin Yeheng took the scolding willingly because Yu'er was his little nephew.
When little Yu'er got a bit older, Xin Zizhao asked him, "Yu'er, if father and mother go out to play and leave you in the care of your little uncle, will you be angry?"
"Of course not. Yu'er likes little uncle the most. Father and mother, just go out and play."
"Really? Won't Yu'er miss father and mother?" Hearing Yu'er's answer, Wei Shuxuan suddenly felt that the son she had raised didn't seem to be her own. She felt a strange sense of frustration in her heart.
"Maybe I will!" Yu'er thought for a while and answered with a smile.
Looking at Yu'er's bright smile, Wei Shuxuan silently sighed. "I don't know who this child takes after."
So, in the same year, Xin Zizhao announced his abdication to the people of the Yulong Kingdom. The new emperor, Xin Yeheng, ascended the throne and changed the reign title to Sheng Nian, which meant the year of prosperity.
Having gotten rid of the hot potato, Xin Zizhao and Wei Shuxuan immediately packed their bags. Xin Yeheng held Yu'er in his arms and looked at them unhappily as they slung their baggage on their backs. "Sister Xuan, Brother Emperor, can't you two stay here for a few more days before leaving?"
"Don't worry. Zi'an and the others will assist you. You don't have to worry. We're just going away for a while. We'll come back."
Wei Shuxuan knew what Xin Yeheng was worried about, so she patted him on the shoulder to comfort him. Wei Wei and Xin Shang had already packed their luggage and were just waiting for them to set off together.
Ge Long'an and Wei Tu had long since resigned from office and opened a martial - arts school outside to teach children martial arts. They no longer cared about the affairs of the next generation. As for Emperor Jinzheng, he had gone on a pilgrimage when Xin Zizhao came back. No one knew when he would return. Maybe he would never come back.
At the palace gate, Wei Shuxuan hugged her child. "Yu'er, mother is leaving. Will you miss mother?"
"Yes," Yu'er answered without hesitation. But his next answer made Wei Shuxuan not know whether to be angry or laugh. "If I said no, mother, you wouldn't buy me presents when you come back."
"Is that how you talk to your mother?" Wei Shuxuan unhappily pinched her son's face.
"Probably just me."
Yu'er's sassiness was just like Wei Shuxuan's. Wei Shuxuan was so angry that she stuffed Yu'er into Xin Yeheng's arms. "I'm so angry. Xin Zizhao, let's go quickly."
Xin Zizhao smiled helplessly. Looking at Xin Yeheng, he said, "Yeheng, I'll leave Yu'er in your care."
"Brother Emperor, don't worry. I'll treat Yu'er as my own child. So, don't worry. Just go out and have fun with Sister Xuan."
As the sun rose, the thin morning light enveloped the running carriage, as if it was rushing towards the other end connected to the light.