"Taihua is lovely, but she lives in Jianzhang Palace, so we don't get to see each other often. I want a sister I can see every day."
This was no lie. Xie Zhao never hoarded his toys, always letting his sister pick whichever she wanted. Xie Sheng, however, didn't receive the same treatment. If he wanted to play with Xie Zhao's toys, he had to do homework in exchange—his own homework, that is. Xie Zhao didn't need someone to do his work for him; he simply enjoyed sharing the joy of learning with his siblings.
'A soft, squishy, lily-white sister!'
'A sister as pretty and sweet as Mother!'
Xie Zhao's gaze fell to Jiang Xian's still-flat stomach. He couldn't wait to play with his new sister.
"And you, Your Majesty? Do you hope for a princess or a prince this time?"
Setting aside the childish chatter, Jiang Xian looked to the Emperor. "If Your Majesty intends to send a princess away for a political marriage, then I would rather it be a prince."
