"Whose son are you calling silly?"
A familiar voice suddenly came through.
Xia Ruqing and the palace attendants inside the hall were all taken aback.
Everyone hurriedly knelt to pay respect:
"Greetings, Emperor!"
Xia Ruqing also quickly got up.
"Greetings, Emperor!"
Zhao Junyao didn't wait for her to kneel and pulled her up.
"No need for such formalities!"
He then looked around.
"Everyone, rise!"
"Thank you, Emperor!"
The palace attendants got up and busied themselves with serving tea and changing the refreshments.
Zhao Junyao, meanwhile, pulled Xia Ruqing to sit on the couch.
They had barely sat down.
When they saw Henger and Yeye crawling up with their little bottoms sticking out and stumbling toward him.
"Father..."
"Greetings, Father..."
The two mumbled as they walked forward holding out their little paws, as if asking for a hug.
Xia Ruqing's gaze fell on Yeye's little paw that just grabbed the noodles.
She was instantly astonished.
