Long Yue hurried forward to bow.
Qi Yun gestured for her to rise, but his gaze fell on the Rui'er in her arms, and he smiled, "Long Yue, your son is really lively. Look at those little arms and legs, kicking and jumping about, quite like..."
Qi Yun wanted to say "quite like me in my youth," but upon seeing Consort Li beside him, he swallowed back the words.
It truly was difficult for this Emperor, having to seek out opportunities through twists and turns just to see his grandson. Even when he found such a chance, he couldn't speak freely.
Frustrating!
Long Yue smiled faintly, "Thank you for Your Majesty's praise, but this child is quite mischievous, causing my husband and me quite a struggle."
"Oh? Really? Come, let me play with him and see how mischievous this little one really is!"
Qi Yun said as he fixed his attention on Xiao Rui'er.
