Tao Wanxin momentarily paused at the child's laughter but immediately regained her composure: "I've heard a little."
"What do you think?"
"I don't have the full picture, so I dare not speak rashly."
"Don't have the full picture, dare not speak rashly," Yu Wenquan repeated these words, glanced at her, and a slight smile seemed to appear on his face. He said, "Your words always make sense."
"The Emperor overpraises."
Tao Wanxin smiled, looked up to meet Yu Wenquan's gaze, observed him carefully, and immediately said: "The Emperor's eyes are a bit red."
"Oh?" Yu Wenquan slightly furrowed his brow upon hearing this. Eunuch Yu sighed: "The young master cried all night. The Emperor didn't sleep well to take care of him, so—"
Yu Wenquan immediately said: "Too talkative!"
Eunuch Yu was so frightened that he quickly bowed his head and retreated.
