Since there was nothing happening at the Prince Residence, Daohua simply stayed at the Yan Residence for a few days, accompanying Old Madam Yan, Madam Li, and several sisters-in-law, chatting and passing the days leisurely.
Meanwhile, in the Imperial Palace.
Palace maids and eunuchs once again saw the Emperor's bright yellow figure chasing a little pink silhouette along the long pathway.
Behind them were two leisurely figures strolling along.
Prince Ping looked at his grandson beside him, his eyes filled with unspeakable satisfaction.
His grandson sliding slowly like this was just right—not like his granddaughter, who would stomp her feet and slide off far away.
He would never be like his elder brother, chasing people around and exhausting himself!
