The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!-Chapter 1172 - 995, Living Too Long Is Not Good.

Daozi excitedly went to teach Xiao Moxu how to play ball. His mother has a sibling in her belly, and he’ll be a big brother next year, but he has no experience yet.

Luckily, a child younger than him has arrived, and now he can practice in advance, so he won’t be awkward when his little brother or sister is born.

"Psh, it’s just playing Chuwan!"

Xiao Moqing watched Daozi and Xiao Moxu play against each other in the courtyard. Despite his verbal disdain, his body seemed eager to try.

Seeing Xiao Moxu consistently fail to get the wooden ball into the hole, Xiao Moqing jogged over: "Oh dear, Xiaoshi, you’re such a klutz, watch me."

With more people, it became livelier. When Daozi saw Xiao Moqing join in, he immediately signaled Xiao Moreng, Xiao Mokuan, and Xiao Mobao: "Fourth Brother, Sixth Brother, Eighth Brother, come join us too."

When Xiao Moreng was in Beijing, he was often restricted by the Fourth Prince and Princess Consort, having little free time to play. Seeing Xiao Moqing’s enthusiasm and noticing Gu Jian watching them with a smile from the lying chair under the eaves, he brought his two younger brothers into the game.

"Wow, Fourth Brother, you’re so awesome, hitting the wooden ball into the hole every time!"

Hearing Daozi’s exaggerated cheering, Xiao Moreng felt a mix of shyness and excitement, and became even more vigorous in his next swing.

"Ouch, my Seventh Brother, could you not keep missing? It’s always Sixth Brother who has to go fetch the ball."

Xiao Moqing rolled his eyes and ignored him, playing as he pleased.

"Sixth Brother, next time whoever hits the ball off-target should fetch it themselves, don’t bother, it’s quite tiring."

Xiao Mokuan felt warm inside as he watched Daozi stopping him from going to retrieve the balls.

"Eighth Brother, you should move a bit, you’re even chunkier than me, it’s time to lose some weight."

Xiao Mobao was unfazed, replying: "That’s just you being jealous. My maternal grandma said that being able to gain weight is a blessing; I’m full of blessings."

Daozi laughed and didn’t press further. He then focused on the youngest, Xiao Moxu, and like Xiao Yeyang once taught him, he meticulously showed Xiao Moxu how to play.

In the process, Xiao Moxu struggled with the movements and couldn’t catch on, driving Daozi to frenzied foot-stomping.

Gu Jian watched from the side, seeing Daozi get so flustered his face turned red, looking like he wanted to lay a hand on someone but forcefully holding back, his eyes squinting with laughter.

Dongli and Caiju, who were attending him, heard Gu Jian’s laughter, and both couldn’t help but giggle along.

It seems the Emperor’s decision to send the royal grandsons over was right; they could clearly tell that the old master was in a very good mood today.

The little guys played until noon before they stopped.

By that time, Caiju and Dongli had already arranged the prepared meal in the dining hall.

No one else was called over; it was just Gu Jian and the kids eating together.

"Old Ancestor, I think the courtyard is too small for playing ball."

At the dining table, Daozi brought up an issue he found while playing ball to Gu Jian.

Gu Jian smiled and said: "It’s fine, there are plenty of empty courtyards in the residence. I’ll send someone later to talk to your mother about reconstructing one of them for your ball games."

Daozi’s eyes curved in a smile: "Old Ancestor, you’re the best."

Encouraged by Daozi, the usually silent Xiao Moreng also started chatting while eating.

With the playful laughter of the children, the dining atmosphere in the hall became even more pleasant.

In the Gujian Courtyard, Daozi had his own room. After lunch and a bit of play, Daozi invited everyone to his room for a nap.

After the nap, Daozi took Xiao Moreng and the others to his amusement park.

The sun had set by evening, and the little ones were still not tired of playing. In the end, it was Daohua who sent someone to call them away.

...

Watching Xiao Moqing and the others, who were happily agreeing to come over and play again tomorrow, Madam Du and others let go of their worries.

The royal grandsons were so happy, it was clear that Duke Fu was taking very good care of them.

Realizing this, everyone let it go.

The imperial grandsons were here for the title of Assistant National Duke, and if they displeased him, what plans could they have?

The families took the imperial grandsons and left.

On the way, all the families in their carriages were inquiring about the condition of the Assistant National Dukes such as Xiao Moqing.

Xiao Moqing: "A bit stern, he kept an eye on me, so I didn’t dare to move recklessly."

Xiao Mobao: "A bit stingy, didn’t even give us any gifts upon meeting."

Xiao Mokuan: "He treated everyone the same, and didn’t look down on me just because I’m a bastard."

Xiao Moxu: "Not fierce, he even patted my head."

In the carriage of the An Family, upon hearing Xiao Moqing continually talk about how fun the Yan Family’s children’s amusement park was, Madam An couldn’t help but think about advising Xiao Moqing to stay away from Xiao Moxi.

But when she thought of the title of Assistant National Duke, she held herself back.

Madam An Xin and An Xin both remained silent, smiling faintly, watching Xiao Moqing dance with excitement and nodding occasionally in agreement.

Soon, they arrived at the An Residence.

Knowing that his mother and wife had returned, Lord An hurried out to greet them, only to be met with his mother’s grim face.

Lord An looked towards Madam An.

Madam An shook her head: "Mother is in a rather bad mood today, later on, you’ll have to indulge her a bit more."

Because Madam An was unhappy, a gloom seemed to hang over the An Residence until after dinner, when it was time to retire to their rooms, and only then did Madam An have the chance to discuss the day’s visit to the Prince Residence with Lord An.

"That Yan girl really doesn’t take our An Family seriously at all!"

Seeing the anger on Lord An’s face, Madam An remained silent. Even though she felt that the day’s conflict was instigated by her mother-in-law, it was not something she could say.

Lord An was silent for a while, then sighed: "Mother... Mother was also somewhat excessive, that Yan girl is now the Princess Consort, and we still have to give her the due respect."

Madam An sneered internally; her mother-in-law had often used her seniority to oppress others.

Lord An continued: "I saw that mother was very upset today, so in the future, when visiting the Prince Residence, you take the imperial grandson."

Madam An shook her head: "It might be better if you arranged for someone to send the imperial grandson to the Prince Residence. Princess Consort Xiao is pregnant; today, when she saw us, she implied between the lines that she was lacking in energy and needed more rest. How could we dare to bother her?"

Lord An snorted coldly: "She is indeed precious. If the Yan Family hadn’t been so fortunate to cling to Prince Weiyuan, the Yan girl could at best have only married into a small and humble household. Then we’d see if she could still be so fastidious."

Madam An fell silent: "But now she’s the Princess Consort, and with Prince Weiyuan doting on her, she has the confidence to avoid us if she wants to."

Lord An: "Let it be. For now, we’ll just have to endure. In the future, when the Crown Prince..."

Madam An quickly interrupted: "My lord, be cautious with your words!"

Lord An unconcerned: "Look how scared you are; this is our own house."

Madam An looked worried. Was it really safe at home? Even Xiliang had a branch of the Jinling Guard: "My lord, the future is uncertain, and the Emperor is still in good health."

Lord An let out a sigh: "Sometimes, living too long is not a good thing either; it doesn’t leave room for others!"

Hearing this, Madam An’s face changed with fright, and she quickly covered Lord An\’s mouth: "My lord, please never speak such treasonous words again."

Lord An patted away Madam An’s hand: "Women are just timid, this isn’t Beijing!"

Madam An: "My lord, go wash up. The water is already ready so it won’t get cold."

Lord An ’hmm’ed: "Tonight, I’ll rest in Lingling’s room." After saying that, he went straight into the room.

After he left, Madam An collapsed onto the bed.

She had thought that being away from Beijing meant no longer living in constant anxiety, yet she did not expect that even in Xiliang, there was no peace.

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