"Mom, stop feeding her until she bursts!" Duan Yue cried helplessly. He could only watch as his mom carried the little one away.
Why did his mother keep snatching the little fellow from him!?
The elderly nanny who attended to Noble Consort Duan, Nanny Lin, chuckled while covering her mouth. "Your Highness, did you see His Highness's gaze just now?"
It was so melancholic.
Noble Consort Duan also nodded with a smile. "I saw, I saw!"
"This child is so stingy. It's not like mom is snatching his wife away from him." Noble Consort Duan grumbled as she carried the little ermine back to her seat. She happily fed the little fellow.
"Your Highness, this is the Qinghua wine His Majesty has bestowed." A maidservant walked over to Noble Consort Duan with a smile and bent over to fill Noble Consort Duan's wine cup.
