Jinbao was unwilling to call out, and Princess Consort Duan didn't force him, smiling as she told Wen Wan not to push him, then personally slipped the small silver bracelet onto his wrist and hung the golden lock around his neck.
Suddenly having things on his wrist and neck, not heavy though, Jinbao found it novel. He looked again and again, then deliberately stretched his pudgy little wrist out before Wen Wan, intending to show off the good things he had received.
Wen Wan praised him accordingly, "Really nice-looking. Later, go show off to Grandpa and Grandma; they don't have them, only you, Jinbao, do."
The little one became all the more excited upon hearing this.
Princess Consort Duan watched Jinbao, pleased with his cheerful demeanor, and couldn't help but smile as well, "What a little treasure you are."
Wen Wan humbly said, "You haven't seen him when he's being mischievous, Your Highness; he can be quite a handful."
