It was early morning.
Xi Ying sighed as he looked at the servants carrying the things and putting them inside the carriage.
"Yay…yay…"
He turned his head to look in the direction of the sound only to find his son jumping around in the outer hall of Plum Courtyard.
He sighed again.
The brat had woken up early morning and got ready as if he was afraid that if he woke up late then he and Rui would leave him here despite his mother having already promised him that she would take him with her.
However, the young prime minister didn't know that his son trusted his mother but the person he didn't trust was his father which meant him actually.
Though Xi Ying looked a little upset with whatever was happening as he was still not so sure about everything, a small smile still graced his lips when he saw his son jumping around in excitement.
It had been days since he had seen him like this last.