Stepping on the bluestone-paved courtyard, Xiaoyao couldn't help sighing, "Xiaoxiao, your place is no worse than the Prince's Mansion."
"…" Xiaoxiao was speechless. Was the Prince's Mansion really that shabby?
At most, this place just about measures up to the compound of a wealthy household.
Actually Xiaoyao wasn't mainly talking about how it looked, the main thing was the cheerful atmosphere here. She had lived in the Imperial Palace for so long, and in the Prince's Mansion for so long, but nowhere made her as happy as Xiaoxiao's place.
Seeing Xiaoxiao living so well, she was genuinely happy for her. If she really could go back, she'd feel at ease.
Looking at the child in Xiaoxiao's arms, she couldn't help saying, "Xiaoxiao, I really didn't expect you to already have a kid. But do you have to mess around like this? Can't you give the child a nicer name? Yang Zhongbao? Liufu? Why do they sound so awful?"
