"How can you sleep so much? Havenāt had enough sleep under the Mu Residenceās beds?" Lele rolled her eyes. She was really too carefree, managing to sleep even in that kind of situation.
"How can that be the same? Just because youāve had lunch, does it mean you donāt need dinner?" Yangyang muttered speechlessly, then turned his head to look at Yang Chuxia, "Mother, speaking of eating, Iām hungry again."
"Wait a moment, Iāll have someone cook noodles for you."
"I want an egg in it."
"Okay," Yang Chuxia rubbed his head, "Yangyang, you were wonderful today, so brave, you even saved your brother."
"Hehe," Yangyang hugged her neck, "Mother, if you praise me like this, Iāll be shy."
"Little rascal, youāre shy?" Yang Chuxia pinched his little nose and got off the carriage first.
Yangyang hopped down as well, walking around to Ye Ziāan and occasionally looking up at him.
"What are you doing?" Ye Ziāan stopped and looked at him.
"Handsome Dad, Mother thought I was very brave today and she praised me."
"So?" Ye Ziāan raised his eyebrows.
"So, shouldnāt you praise me too?"
"Isnāt this what youāre supposed to do? Thereās nothing to praise. A real man should be like this." Ye Ziāan patted his little head, and seeing his displeased face, he paused and then added, "However, for someone your age to be so calm and clever is indeed rare."
"Thatās more like it." Yangyang muttered after hearing this.
Once back home, Yang Chuxia had several bowls of noodles prepared. After finishing up, they took their rest. They had been truly exhausted from the dayās events at the Mu Residence.
The next day, due to the incident at the Mu Residence, Yang Chuxia did not bring the children to the Third Princeās annual banquet and did not stay long before returning home.
"I need to go back to Shandong on the eighth," Ye Ziāan told Yang Chuxia once they were back in their residence.
"Why are you going back alone? Weāll go with you."
"Iām afraid that wonāt be possible," Ye Ziāan shook his head, "I heard today at my cousinās place that the princesā residences will receive their allotments in the next few days. Each princeās residence will be moving and will also need to present congratulatory gifts. Lele will definitely be moving too. And now that Lele is a prince, he canāt go to Shandong without the Emperorās permission."
"He canāt go?" Yang Chuxiaās eyes widened, "You mean to say that he, a child, has to run a princeās household all by himself?"
"My lady should stay in the Capital City with the children."
Ye Ziāan thought to himself, staying here would be good; that way, he could keep the secret for much longer.
"No, we must all go back to Shandong."
"My lady..." Ye Ziāanās voice trailed off, "We cannot defy a royal decree."
"The decree hasnāt been issued yet, has it? You go to the palace and talk to the Emperor first."
"Dad, I want to go to Shandong too," Lele also spoke up, "Dad, just tell the Emperor the truth. He will agree. We all want to stay with you."
Hearing the hint in Leleās tone, Ye Ziāan pressed his fingers to his forehead and after a long while, asked with frustration, "Are you sure you donāt want to take a look at your residence?"
"Whatās there to see? Itās probably just a rundown residence. Those people are so jealous theyāre practically spitting blood; would they really pick out a nice residence for me?"
Lele had no expectations at all. Having spent days in the Capital City, he could guess what those courtiers were like.
"Surely not? If they choose poorly, the court will have to renovate, which would be a hassle, right?" Yang Chuxia thought that a princeās residence represented Great Zhouās image, questioning whether those courtiers would really do something so petty.