Chapter 1382 - 1384 Chengcheng_1
Ye Zi’an responded to this, "My son will have a wife sooner or later, if you start getting jealous now, there will be endless jealousy to come. You have more than one son, after all."
"Alas, I’m missing Lele," Speaking of her son reminded her of Eldest, "I’m not sure if he’s arrived at the Capital yet, nor if he’s well. Why hasn’t Ye Er sent us a letter to this day?"
"Given the time, even if he hasn’t arrived, it should be soon," paused Ye Zi’an, then continued, "Ye Er not sending a letter must be because that person won’t allow it. What if it reveals his whereabouts? He’ll definitely send letters once he gets to the Capital, and it will take a long time before they reach us."
"That’s true, but I still miss Lele." Yang Chuxia thought to herself that if the Emperor didn’t send her son back soon, she would go to the Capital and bring him back herself.
Today was Dongyang’s son’s baptism, and Ye Zi’an had sent Yang Chuxia over early in the morning, with Yangyang also in tow.
At the Mu Residence in Quanya County town, where Ye Zi’an had stayed while treating his leg previously, Yang Chuxia was quite familiar with the place.
Once inside the residence, Ye Zi’an took Yangyang to find Mu Shaoling. Yang Chuxia went to Dongyang’s courtyard to see the child.
By the time she arrived, there were already quite a few people in the room. Yet, her eyes swept around the room and didn’t recognize anyone.
"You’re here at last. Come and see my little Cheng," as she entered the inner chamber, Aunt Dongyang saw her come in and quickly sat up.
"You should lie down; why sit up? How do you feel?"
"Pretty good. The birth wasn’t too difficult, and I didn’t suffer much, though the child was premature." The son didn’t look too frail, but it hurt her deeply to think about it. She had heard that premature children were difficult to raise.
"Don’t worry, with Mu Shaoling, that great doctor around, even if it’s a premature birth, he can ensure the child grows up safe and sound." Yang Chuxia stepped forward to look at the newborn, "He looks just like you, have you settled on a name yet?"
"Yes, his nickname is Chengcheng, and his formal name is Mu Niancheng." Aunt Dongyang gazed at her son with a face full of tender love, feeling all her pain was worth it, he was just so adorable.
"What a lovely name! Truly a beautiful baby."
As she watched, she couldn’t help but wonder why Mu Shaoling’s child looked so unwrinkled. When Lele and Yangyang were born, they were very wrinkly. Indeed, it seems true that the prettiest children belong to others.
"Has your Yangyang arrived yet?"
"Tsk, don’t even mention him," upon hearing about Yangyang, Yang Chuxia felt a block in her heart.
"What happened?"
Talking about her son, Yang Chuxia didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, "Let me tell you, when your family’s retainers came with the news about your childbirth, that little guy burst into tears right there and then. While crying, he pulled on me and his father saying, his wife was gone, his wife was lost."
"Haha..." Aunt Dongyang laughed upon hearing this. That child really could do such a thing.
While the two of them were talking about Yangyang’s embarrassing moment, he arrived, clattering as he ran into the yard.
The people outside watched a delicate and pretty little boy barge in, and after exchanging puzzled glances, they showed a hint of disdain. Whose child was this, barging into the women’s quarters?
"Mother! Aunt Dongyang!" Upon entering, Yangyang called out as soon as he saw there were no familiar faces in the room.
It was Aunt Dongyang’s Maid who recognized Yangyang and hurriedly said, "Young master, the Commandery Princess and Madam Ye are in the inner chamber. Let this old servant take you in."
"Can I go in?" Yangyang hesitated. The way these people looked at him just now seemed very strange.