Chapter 1709 - 1711: I Thought You Had a Stutter
Turning his head to glance at Mu Shaoling’s huffy back, Yang Chuxia shook her head and got on the carriage with amusement.
He’s really tangled up, what’s wrong with learning from Brother An on how to coax kids? Even one beloved son can end up in such an awkward situation.
After missing Yang Chuxia, Chengcheng immediately shook off Mu Shaoling’s hand and walked away on his little short legs.
He’s just over a year old but walks particularly steadily.
Mu Shaoling looked at his proud son and suddenly realized how much he resembled himself as a child. He bent down to try to hold his hand, but Chengcheng folded his arms behind his back and glared at him.
Seeing his distorted expression, Mu Shaoling directly crossed his arms and picked him up. When Chengcheng kicked, he grinned mischievously, "Your mother isn’t here. Let me tell you, there’s a pond behind your Brother Yangyang’s garden. If you move again, I’ll throw you in, and no one will know."
Immediately, Chengcheng stopped moving.
His big eyes widened immensely, and after a long while, he said, "You’re not my dad!"
"Oh, you can speak long sentences now?" Mu Shaoling chuckled, "I thought you were stuttering." After all, as a father, he hadn’t heard him speak such long sentences before.
"You’re the one who stutters!"
"Pfft..." Mu Shaoling snorted, walking as he said, "Shut up, I’ll tell you, this is Prince An’s Mansion. Remember to save some face for your old man, or else don’t blame me for throwing you off the carriage halfway and you’ll never see your mother again."
However, this threat directly led to Chengcheng not wanting to leave in the evening. He insisted that Commandery Princess Dongyang come to pick him up before he’d go home.
"Really impressive, relying on what little skill you have to threaten your son." Just after turning a corner, he ran into Ye Zi’an, who had heard everything he said.
The moment Chengcheng saw Ye Zi’an, he immediately stretched out his arms, "Uncle, hold me."
Ye Zi’an, fond of children, naturally wouldn’t refuse. He quickly stepped forward and picked him up.
Seeing Chengcheng hugging Ye Zi’an’s neck so affectionately, Mu Shaoling couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy. Whose son is this anyway? He’s really not charming.
Ye Zi’an saw his expression and couldn’t help but know what he was thinking.
"Come inside."
Once inside, Ye Zi’an said to Chengcheng, "Wait until uncle and your dad finish talking, then I’ll take you to find your brother, okay?"
"Okay," Chengcheng nodded obediently.
"Great, then you play here by yourself." Ye Zi’an said, waving over Li Wen to keep him company.
Mu Shaoling watched his son’s well-behaved demeanor on the sidelines, completely unlike his awkward demeanor when with him, and couldn’t resist asking, "I didn’t see you coax him. Why is he so well-behaved with you?"
"We’re on different paths. You want to be the strict father, while I play the gentle, kind father, naturally creating a warm aura. Kids like feeling comfortable, understand?"
Seeing him standing at the door, Ye Zi’an knew he still didn’t get it.
"How was the trip? Did you find the herbs?" This time, Mu Shaoling went out both to avoid not detoxifying the heir of Prince Le, to force out the toxic woman, and to search for medicinal herbs.
Prince Ning was poisoned and one of the antidotal herbs wasn’t available in the Capital City.
"Of course, I found them," Mu Shaoling said, taking the tea that was handed to him, and asked, "Did you catch the person?"
"Isn’t that a silly question? If not, why would the whole city be on alert?"
Mu Shaoling was speechless, shaking his head, "The city alert was actually for this? I thought something big had happened."