"Why not?" Yangyang blinked. "If I donât call her Little San, should I call her Sanâer? San San?"
Hearing his words, Yang Chuxia frowned even more.
"Thereâs no need for so many âwhys.â If I say donât call her that, you donât call her that."
"Oh, alright then." Seeing her displeased face, Yangyang quickly shut his mouth. But he whispered to Lele, "Mom is acting so weird."
"You better shut up, or Mom will spank you," Lele patted his shoulder.
"Fine then." But the child couldnât sit still, so after a while, he mumbled, "I want to go horseback riding with Daddy."
Seeing Yang Chuxia didnât respond, he shouted towards Ye Ziâan; his voice was so loud that Ye Ziâan had no choice but to pick him up and put him on the horse.
"Your brother is like a little monkey," Yang Chuxia remarked to Lele once he went to the front.
"Brother is innocent and lovable."
Yang Chuxia laughed, "So lovable that it makes you want to spank him."
Soon the carriage arrived at Prince Zhuangâs Mansion, and Yang Chuxia noticed through the curtain that many ministers also came to deliver birthday gifts.
Once the carriage reached the courtyard, the maids from Prince Zhuangâs Mansion escorted Yang Chuxia to the harem. Lele was taken by Ye Ziâan to the front courtyard to see Prince Zhuang, while Yangyang insisted on following Yang Chuxia to the harem.
"Why donât you go with Daddy? Arenât you going to wish your uncle a happy birthday?" Yang Chuxia asked, holding his hand.
"Thereâs plenty of time today, so I can talk to uncle sooner or later; it makes no difference," Yangyang said. "Iâd rather go with Mom to see Aunt Dongyang."
"You want to see your wife, donât you?" Yang Chuxia instinctively asked.
"Hehe," Yangyang replied awkwardly, "Mom, you know too much."
Mingcui, Ming Lan, and the maids of Prince Zhuangâs Mansion, who were following behind, all had to stifle their laughter.
This kid didnât hold back at all; he even turned around and said, "Sisters, if you want to laugh, just laugh. Holding it in isnât good for your health."
"Ah, young master, madam, sorry, we lost our composure." Yangyangâs comment startled the young maids.
"Itâs alright, just ignore this kid; heâs a bit of a handful."
Soon, they arrived at the guest room in the harem, where Princess Consort Zhuang was chatting with Secondary Princess Consort Tong and some other people.
"Oh, youâre here, just waiting for you to speak." Princess Consort Zhuang had a good impression of Yang Chuxia and enjoyed talking with her.
"Greetings, Princess Consort!"
"Greetings, Aunt!"
"Look at you being so polite." Princess Consort Zhuang pulled Yangyang closer, "Youâve been in the Capital City for so long, how come you never came to see your aunt?"
"Aunt, Iâm attending school now, so I donât have the time to come."
"Oh? Which school are you attending?" Princess Consort Zhuang asked in surprise, thinking that her son hadnât mentioned seeing the two Ye Family children.
"My brother and I went to the public school."
"Why did you go to public school? By the way, whereâs your brother? Why are you the only one here? And where are Qingqing and Yueyue?"
"Brother went with Daddy to the front courtyard, and my siblings stayed at home." Yangyang answered word by word, but his eyes had already scanned the room, "Aunt, isnât Aunt Dongyang here?"
As he was asking, someone at the door announced that the First Young Madam of the Mu Family had arrived.
"Didnât you just hear she arrived?" Princess Consort Zhuang whispered to Yangyang.
Soon, Commandery Princess Dongyang entered with maids and nannies, and her pregnancy was now stable, as her belly was visibly showing.