The party from the Prince Residence arrived at the palace gates, where many royals and dignitaries had already gathered.
Upon dismounting from his carriage, Prince Pingxi immediately greeted everyone with a smile, and Xiao Yechen, sticking close behind him, played the role of the dutiful son.
It seemed every parent had this common flaw: when they encountered acquaintances, they couldn't help but boast about their children.
Prince Pingxi was no exception. Every time he met someone he knew, he introduced Xiao Yechen.
Xiao Yechen played along, warmly calling them 'Uncle, Uncle.'
From a distance, the two truly embodied a picture of a loving father and a filial son.
"Do you want to go over and show some filial piety too?"
Xiao Yeyang glanced askance at Daohua and snorted coldly, "Only those without real skills bother themselves with such superficial nonsense," he said disdainfully, casting a look at Xiao Yechen.