Drop of Cinnabar in the Heart (2) (1/2)

Little Baozi, Zhu Yunxuan, had tears in his eyes that hung on his eyelashes as if they were about fall. ‘I don’t wanna. I want Lady Mother to hold me. Waahhh, Lord Father is so bad. Younger Sister isn’t even born yet, but he already doesn’t love me anymore!’

Yu Xiaocao was amused yet also felt somewhat bad for him. She walked over and gently hugged them. She said in a soft voice, “Little Baozi don’t cry. Isn’t Lady Mother hugging you now? You’re already four years old and have a lot of meat on your body. Lady Mother doesn’t have a lot of strength, so I can’t carry you. Your lord father is worried that Lady Mother will be tired because of you!”

Little Baozi looked at his own arms, which looked like lotus roots, and pinched his chubby waist. With his cheeks puffed up, he deliberated for a long time before saying, “Then…I’ll eat less in the future and lose some weight?”

Zhu Junyang was afraid that his son would take it seriously and starve himself, so he hastily said, “Baozi isn’t fat. It’s just that you have grown up! You can’t stay a child forever and have Lady Mother hold you, right?”

With a distressed expression, Little Baozi sighed like a little adult and expressed. “Ay! This is the trouble of growing up ah!”

Yu Xiaocao couldn’t help but pinch her son’s chubby cheeks. She smiled and diverted his attention, asking, “Little Baozi, you didn’t run over so quickly just to complain to Lady Mother about the troubles of growing up, right?”

Only then did Little Baozi remember the intention of his visit. He excitedly said, “Lady Mother, Uncle Lin said that the imperial army is returning to the imperial court to report their victory. Why don’t we also go and have a look?”

Also? It was apparent that her son was induced and led astray by that youth Fang Haolin. Was that brat itching for a beating? Yu Xiaocao looked at her husband, “Husband, I reckon Little Linlin’s training isn’t enough. He has potential for more.”

Zhu Junyang rubbed his smooth chin. Many people around his age had grown beards after they had gotten married and had children. However, his little princess consort refused to let him do so. She even said that if he dared to grow a beard and cover up his beauty, she would take their son and leave home. He could just live with his beard.

On the outside, he was the majestic Imperial Prince Xu who everyone was afraid of. But, when he returned to Prince Xu’s Estate, he couldn’t even freely grow out a beard. He was a prime example of a henpecked husband. However, the feeling of being controlled by the princess consort wasn’t bad!

“Husband, you should say something ah!” Seeing that he was distracted, Yu Xiaocao gave him a light push.

Zhu Junyang nodded and said, “Since Fang Haolin worships the triumphant general so much, I reckon that it’s time to take him to the Xishan Barracks to experience the taste of a military camp. I’ll ask the commander of the Xishan Barracks to take special care of him.”

Yu Xiaocao lit a candle for Little Linlin in her heart. She had only wanted her husband to increase his training. She didn’t expect her husband to directly throw him into the Xishan Barracks and let the teenager train among a group of soldiers. He was definitely going to suffer ah! Sure enough, who could be more cruel than Imperial Prince Xu?

“Lady Mother, are we going or not? Little Baozi also wants to see the victorious general and big horses!” Without realizing that he had dug a hole for his youngest maternal uncle with one word, Zhu Yunxuan continued to act cute and pester his lady mother.

Yu Xiaocao caressed his little head and said with a smile, “Didn’t I bring you to see it when your lord father returned victorious?”

Little Baozi thought hard with a wrinkled face. He knew about his lord father’s victorious battles. Everyone around him all said that his lord father was very powerful, and they didn’t dare to provoke him. But…when did he ever see his lord father return to report his victory in war? He had no impression at all.

Zhu Junyang said with a smile, “The last time I led a victorious troop home, he was only two years old. How can he remember?” In the past two years, in order to accompany his wife and son, he seldom led soldiers to the battlefield. He even used the glorified excuse of ‘creating more opportunities for the younger generation’!