Yang Chuxia and Lele exchanged a glance, both inwardly despising Ye Zi'an, such a smooth talker, a complete trickster.
So, for some time that followed, it was common to find Ye Zi'an and little Luo Hongjun walking shoulder to shoulder in Prince An's Mansion, perfectly harmonious.
And during the month spent at Prince An's Mansion, he hadn't done anything bad, spending the mornings practicing martial arts with Yang Chuxia, and in the afternoons, when Ye Zi'an returned from court, practicing calligraphy with him.
Even Yang Xiayun came over and marveled, saying that Luo Hongjun had never been quiet for a single day at home, and when asked to learn characters, he'd end up breaking the teacher's head. Yet now he could sit at the desk and properly finish calligraphy for an hour and a half.
So initially intending to take the child back, Yang Xiayun decided not to bother anymore and let him stay.
"Mom, Mom..."
