For thirteen years since the birth of her eldest son, Kaelion, Shen Xinghui's family had grown.
After him came Vaelrik, then Seraphina, and just a few days ago, their youngest daughter, Nyx, was born.
Kaelion had become a responsible older brother, Vaelrik had turned eight, and Seraphina was now five.
This was not how he had originally planned things after having Kaelion, and the realization made him a little bit embarrassed.
But more than that, he felt incredibly happy and blessed.
Currently, the Queen was staying with him, offering help since caring for young children was exhausting.
Shen Xinghui, who was treated like a daughter by the Queen, was enjoying a peaceful tea time with her.
"It has become so lively. I never imagined I would be a grandmother surrounded by so many wonderful grandchildren. It makes me so happy."
"Oh, but Your Majesty, you are far too young to be called a grandmother!"