Chapter 1991: Chapter 1929: Elder Sister

To show respect for Hua Wushuang, Ah Jiu insisted that Wufu travel with the entourage of the Princess Consort of Jin, both to show respect and to raise Wufu’s profile.

Jhin Mo’s woman deserved such honor and admiration from all.

Wufu couldn’t resist him, so she had to take a large entourage to welcome him, leaving the city under the envious gazes of many.

Because of this, she could only sit in the luxurious yet extremely boring carriage, instead of riding a horse.

Such a pity for the splendid scenery of Early Summer, how delightful it would be galloping on horseback!

"Master, the last post station before entering the Beiyan Imperial City is ten miles ahead. The young lady has already sent word that she will meet the master and the young master at the station," Mei Xiu reported to Hua Wushuang with a smile.

Hua Wushuang wore his usual pristine white clothes, and in his arms was a year-and-a-half-old baby, little Changsheng.

"Hmm, take everyone to the station to arrange things first, heat some water, let Changsheng freshen up," Hua Wushuang said.

"Yes," Mei Xiu responded with a smile, cupped his hands, and withdrew.

"Changsheng, do you remember your sister?" Hua Wushuang asked, pointing at little Changsheng, who was playing with building blocks.

After more than a year of careful nurturing, little Changsheng was no longer as weak as at birth; now he was plump and healthy, resembling Hua Wushuang with his delicate features. At this age, he was especially playful, soft and adorable, greatly cherished by everyone.

At this moment, he looked at Hua Wushuang with his big, phoenix-like eyes, tilting his head: "Sister."

"Yes, it’s sister. Changsheng’s blood sister, the one who gave you a second chance at life," Hua Wushuang took out a painting from the cabinet inside the carriage and showed it to Changsheng, the figure in the painting was Wufu.

He wasn’t wrong; Madam Zhou gave Changsheng life, but without Wufu’s ’bold actions,’ Changsheng wouldn’t be sitting here so well today.

People need to know how to be grateful.

Little Changsheng looked at the simple portrait on the scroll and giggled, clapping his hands on the painting: "Sister, sister."

This portrait, unlike the usual complex ones, was a simple self-portrait that Wufu drew with charcoal pencil in front of a mirror, specifically for Changsheng to recognize.

In addition to this self-portrait, there were also portraits by a painter, which could be seen everywhere in the house. The maids and servants were instructed to frequently remind him in her presence, all to ensure Changsheng remembered this sister.

Now, at the sight of Wufu’s portrait, he recognized it.

"That’s right, this is sister, Changsheng is amazing," Hua Wushuang’s expression softened, he gently stroked the top of his head, feeling the fine and soft hair, his gaze becoming even more tender.

Little Changsheng leaned down and gave a peck on the portrait, leaving a circle of saliva.

Hua Wushuang hadn’t expected him to do this, he laughed heartily, saying: "Uncle wants a kiss too."

Listening, little Changsheng crawled over using both hands and feet, hugged his neck, and gave him a kiss too, which delighted Hua Wushuang immensely, laughter spilling out of the carriage.

Outside the carriage, the guards and attendants exchanged glances, sharing a knowing smile—it must be that the young master did something that brought joy to the master.

If one thinks about it, the master’s smiles over the past year have far outnumbered those of the past decades; indeed, having children in the home brings liveliness.

Especially since the child resembles the master so much, anyone would think he was the master’s son rather than a nephew!

Everyone continued to safeguard the carriage as they moved forward, soon reaching Beiyan, the journey so far had been smooth, and it should remain smooth to the end.

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