Published: March 8, 2025
Unexpectedly, there were no sounds of children playing inside, but rather a serene silence.
The palace maid tiptoed out: “The crown prince is asleep.”
Chu Yang was taken aback: “So regularly?”
It was known that it was still just noon, with the sun directly overhead and not a minute past; only those with a very disciplined and habitual lifestyle would be able to take a nap at this time.
“Little Yangyang always has a regular sleep schedule.” Tie Butian smiled proudly: “Brother Chu, did you know? This child has almost never wet the bed since he was little; he’s very easy to care for. He eats when it’s time to eat and sleeps when it’s time to sleep; he’s very quiet, very smart, and a good child.”
A look of unabashed pride appeared on Tie Butian's face.
“Uh…” Chu Yang scratched his scalp: “I’ll go take a look.”
“What’s there to see if he’s asleep?” Tie Butian was somewhat displeased: “There’s plenty of time; what if you wake him up?”
Chu Yang chuckled: “I’ll just take a gentle look.”
Under Tie Butian's extreme reluctance, Chu Yang quietly walked in, moving as if he were a thief.
On the large bed in the center, a small figure was sleeping soundly, covered by a thin blanket, with both hands neatly tucked inside it. The small body appeared very quiet and steady, giving off a serene feeling.
A waft of the unique milky fragrance of children hit Chu Yang's face.
He leaned closer and saw that the child’s complexion was dignified, with delicate skin; a small mouth that was rosy and plump, a slightly upturned nose, and eyes gently closed, making the lashes appear long, like two little fans covering the eyes.
His breathing was steady, clearly in deep sleep.
Chu Yang’s heart surged with excitement, feeling a rush of warmth that nearly brought tears to his eyes. He bent over and stood by the bed, motionless, greedily watching.
Yes!
This is my child. Not to mention the face that resembles mine by nearly ninety-nine percent, or the spirit that closely mirrors my own… just the sudden surge of connection felt between flesh and blood was enough to intoxicate me.
Looking at him like this, Chu Yang found that he didn’t want to leave at all.
An overwhelming desire to hold the little guy in his arms, kiss him fiercely, and laugh out loud filled his heart with an all-encompassing sense of satisfaction, leaving him wanting for nothing else.
At this moment, Chu Yang nearly wanted to tilt his head back and howl at the sky. Laugh out loud!
Without any official duties, with a child to raise, all was enough.
This is a very ordinary farmer's belief, but now, Chu Yang felt that this statement was indeed very reasonable!
“So beautiful…”
“So good-looking…”
“So well-behaved…”
Chu Imperial Seat muttered to himself.
Tie Butian became a little anxious. This guy had a tendency to get lost in admiration when he looked at the child… how could that be allowed!
But she quietly tugged at Chu Yang's sleeve several times. Chu Yang didn’t even notice…
Finally, with a forceful pull…
“What are you doing!” Chu Yang turned his head unhappily, frowning and whispering: “Is it not okay to just take a look?”
Tie Butian was somewhat speechless and replied softly: “You’ve been looking for more than half an hour!”
Chu Yang awkwardly stood up, reluctantly glancing a couple more times, saying: “Has it really been more than half an hour so quickly?”
“Let’s go outside to talk. Don’t wake him up.” Tie Butian pulled at his sleeve and led him out. Chu Yang turned back three times as he was pulled outside; they entered the study, closed the door, and only then did Tie Butian breathe a sigh of relief.
Chu Yang looked at Tie Butian, and suddenly a fire of jealousy ignited in his heart!
Damn it, my son. Look, he was actually pulled away. This woman spends every day with him… monopolizing him!
Chu Yang suddenly felt suffocated.
Previously, he had been considering responsibilities, burdens, the world, the people, and his grievances… and so on.