Qin Yuhang carried her back to the front yard. Just after passing the flower hall, Ye Hui saw Muo Qi coming out of the side building. Forgetting her fatigue, she got down from Qin Yuhang and walked over to hug Muo Qi, feeling an extraordinary longing for this familiar man after not seeing him for more than half a month.
Muo Qi looked at her repeatedly, and finally said, "Miss, your hair has grown."
Ye Hui thought her hair hadn't grown much, but she did plan to wear a wig to deal with social situations. She smiled and asked, "Where is Hengting?" Her exhausted body suddenly became energetic the moment she mentioned her son.
Muo Qi's gaze remained fixed on her face, seemingly not hearing the question.
Qin Yuhang answered on Muo Qi's behalf: "After traveling for two days, the child was also tired. As soon as he entered the city, he kept sleeping. Muo Qi arranged for him to sleep in the west side of the Lingxue Hall's Bisha Pavilion, and A Jin is leading two servants to take care of him."
"I'll go take a look." She had originally wanted to go to the front yard to receive Wang Dequan and his daughter, but now planned to make them wait a bit longer. Arriving at Lingxue Hall, entering the west side of the Bisha Pavilion, several eunuchs stood up to pay their respects.
Ye Hui gently lifted Hengting from the bed, not wanting to let go for a long time, kissing his little cheeks repeatedly, unexpectedly waking him up.
The child, not having slept well, opened his teary eyes, looking like he was about to cry.
Ye Hui hurriedly coaxed and apologized, remembering he liked songs, she picked a few soft ones to sing, quickly soothing him.
The nine-month-old child was playful, and after feeding, she had someone spread a large fur mat on the ground, calling people to arrange the toys sent from the imperial capital by Huangfu Zeuan in a circle, sitting and playing with him.
Ye Hui felt she was taking good care of her son and told Muo Qi, "Such a big child can be weaned off milk. When the wet nurse comes tomorrow, send her away."
"This servant understands. These days I've been feeding him, sometimes with cooked goat's or cow's milk, which works quite well." Muo Qi responded, having developed a father-like bond with the young master during this time. The thought of bringing a wet nurse made him feel uncomfortable.
"Hey, Muo Qi, don't refer to yourself as a servant in the future. Just use your name. If you feel that's inappropriate, you can call yourself 'little one', but never call yourself a servant." Ye Hui handed Hengting a small carved sandalwood figurine, which he grabbed and enthusiastically banged on the floor, laughing.
"Yes, servant, little one obeys." Muo Qi, worried about Hengting hurting his feet, covered the child's small feet with a blanket.
A young eunuch came to report that Wang Dequan had a message: if the princess consort had no other instructions, they would take their leave.
Ye Hui suddenly remembered this matter. Two winters ago, she had attended a banquet at the Wang family, and Wang Xiaoya had left a good impression. At that time, Xi Lin County Lord was also present, claiming to be Wang Dequan's fiancée and Wang Xiaoya's stepmother. This mismatched marriage was ultimately aborted due to the fall of Sha Province, and Xi Lin County Lord never became Wang Dequan's wife.
Accompanied by two bodyguards, Ye Hui entered the front yard's guest hall. As soon as she entered, Wang Dequan pulled his daughter to kneel and salute, calling out "Long live the princess consort."
At this moment, Ye Hui became fully aware of her elevated status, as the descendant of the emperor who would determine the fate of the entire Yingtang Kingdom. She glanced at the two, sat in the main seat of a grand chair, with two bodyguards standing on either side, and a eunuch brought over a prepared tea cup.
"Lord Wang, Miss Wang, please rise. What brings you to see me?" Ye Hui used "this palace" for the first time, a phrase representing royal nobility and authority.
My lady, stay with me tonight,” he whispered in her ear, his gaze burning, one large hand slipping into her bodice to caress, the soft sensation immediately stirring his lower body.
