Chu Xuanchi calculated the time in his mind, "My uncle was still young at the time, I'm afraid he didn't know about it."

Mo Zhaohua gave up for the time being, "Don't worry about this matter, husband, just be prepared, you will be bothered by Heng'er again."

Chu Xuanchi chuckled, "How can Heng'er be considered annoying? He respects and admires me, I am so happy."

After meeting Rong Heng at the New Year's Palace Banquet, he was so delighted that he wanted to keep him by his side and train him personally.

Mo Zhaohua said helplessly, "Husband, just spoil him."

Chu Xuanchi was very happy, "You should naturally pamper your own people."

Mo Zhaohua blurted out, "Will my husband still dote on our child like this in the future?"

Henry Chu had already thought about it, "Sons must be well disciplined from childhood, and daughters must be spoiled."

Mo Zhaohua couldn't help but remind him with a smile, "Heng'er is a boy."

Chu Xuanchi explained, "But he's grown up now, it's okay to spoil him occasionally, and I won't be overly indulgent."

"Heng'er has been disobedient since he was young. He became obedient after he went to the camp. If you spoil him, your grandfather will be angry with you."

Mo Zhaohua once saw with his own eyes the Duke of Fuguo chasing Rong Heng in the mansion. He was still young at that time and kept jumping up and down.

Chu Xuanchi understood, "So that's how it is. Fortunately, Zhao Zhao reminded me. I can be more careful in the future to avoid making mistakes."

The two of them always had endless topics to talk about. No matter what Chu Xuanchi said, Mo Zhaohua could always join in the conversation, even if it was about state affairs.

The same was true for Chu Xuanchi. No matter what Mo Zhaohua brought up, he would always respond and would never let her down.

When they were chatting happily, Wuying's reminder came from outside, "Master, Princess, we have arrived at the Fuguogong Mansion, please get out of the car."

"Is it so fast?" Chu Xuanchi looked at Mo Zhaohua with a smile, "The time I spend with Zhao Zhao always passes by so quickly."

"It doesn't matter. We still have a lifetime together." Mo Zhaohua promised, "I will accompany my husband every day, no matter how the sun rises or the moon sets."

"We will be together for the rest of our lives." Chu Xuanchi was surprised to find that he would say such words one day.

The people from the Fuguo Mansion had already been waiting at the door. When they got out of the car, they saluted in unison, "Welcome His Royal Highness Prince Yu and Princess Yu."

As a palace concubine, Defei could not leave the palace at will, nor did she need to come to pay New Year's greetings, but the Eighth Prince and Princess Jiashan left the palace.

They came directly to the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion, so they arrived earlier than Chu Xuanchi and his wife, and now they came to greet them.

Chu Xuanchi raised his hand and said, "Quickly, please don't be polite. It's windy outside. Let's go into the mansion first."

The group entered the mansion and sat down in the main hall.

Chu Xuanchi and Mo Zhaohua wished New Year's greetings to the Duke of Fuguo, Rong Qing, and Rong Hai and his wife one by one.

Because they went to the Minister of Revenue's Mansion first, it was almost noon when they arrived at the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion.

They talked for just a short while in the main hall and then went to the dining room, where the whole family was having a great time.

Princess Jiashan sighed, "Only with my grandfather can I feel what people call warmth and happiness."

In the palace, even though she was the most favored princess, Emperor Wenzong was ultimately an emperor first and a father second.

Although she had the opportunity to dine with Emperor Wenzong, she always followed proper rules and had never experienced such warmth.

Mo Zhaohua smiled and said, "There are too many royal rules, and there is nothing we can do about it. When Jiashan marries a good family in the future, she can do the same."

Princess Jiashan blushed, "Sister-in-law, Jiashan is still young, how can you bring up the matter of marriage? It's really embarrassing."

Mo Zhaohua quickly admitted his mistake, "It's my fault. It's indeed too early. There's no need to rush into getting married. You should choose carefully."

Princess Jiashan sighed, "I'm afraid that I was born in the royal family and have no choice. There are so many princesses who are married to foreign countries, and Jiashan may not be able to escape..."

Chu Xuanchi interrupted her, "No, Nan Zhao already has the imperial sister Jia Zhen married, and the war situation with Bei Rong is good, so it is not necessary to go for marriage."

If it were in the past, he would not have meddled in Jiashan's affairs, but after marrying Mo Zhaohua, their relationship became closer, so he would not stay out of it.

He didn't dare to guarantee anything else, but if it was to stop the marriage between Jiashan and the emperor, he was confident that he could do it as long as he could survive.

"Isn't the Western Yan Kingdom also at war?" Although Princess Jiashan was young, she was a princess after all, and she had some understanding of the war.

The Duke of Fuguo smiled and said, "There is no need to worry about this. I just received Xiao'er's letter yesterday. Dongling defeated Xiyan Kingdom."

As a son, Rong Xiao lived far away in the western frontier, but whenever he had time, he would write letters home to let his family know that he was safe so that they could rest assured.

Now that it is the New Year, he wrote a letter home early to express his greetings. The courier traveled all night and delivered the letter yesterday.

He mentioned the war situation in his letter home yesterday, because he knew that although his father and brothers had left the battlefield, their hearts were still with the western frontier.

Mo Zhaohua's eyes lit up slightly, "My uncle has sent a letter? I haven't seen him for many years, and we haven't exchanged letters. I'm afraid my uncle has forgotten Zhao Zhao."

"How could that be?" The Duke of Fuguo smiled. "You must have made Xiao'er sad by saying this. Poor Xiao, he even prepared a surprise for the princess."

"Oh? Uncle has prepared a surprise for Zhao Zhao?" Mo Zhaohua was a little impatient, "Grandfather, where is the surprise?"

The Duke of Fuguo did not say it directly, but kept her in suspense, "Let me keep it a secret for now, and we can talk in the study after dinner."

Mo Zhaohua lowered his eyebrows and smiled as he responded, "Okay, then Zhao Zhao will be waiting for the new year surprise from my uncle."

With Mo Zhaohua's permission, Chu Xuanchi also drank a few glasses of wine with the Duke of Fuguo and Rong Hai father and son today.

However, there was no need for a medicinal bath today, so he didn't need to pretend to be drunk. After dinner, he went to the study with Mo Zhaohua to see the surprise.

After entering the study, Duke Fuguo did not go to the main seat. Although Chu Xuanchi respected him as an elder, he was a subject after all.

After Mo Zhaohua sat down, Rong Hai did not sit down. Instead, he walked to the desk, picked up a letter and handed it to her.

When she saw her name on the cover, she had already guessed, "Could this be my uncle's surprise?"

Rong Hai sat down after handing over the letter. "Yes, I was afraid that sending it directly to Prince Yu's Mansion would arouse suspicion, so I put it among the family letters."

Mo Zhaohua was deeply moved. "I didn't expect that my uncle would write a letter to Zhao Zhao in his busy schedule, and make such thoughtful arrangements."

As she spoke, she opened the letter and read it very carefully. However, after reading it, she not only said nothing, but also looked at Chu Xuanchi.

Chu Xuanchi was stared at by her, and couldn't help wondering, "Isn't Zhao Zhao reading my uncle's letter? Why are you looking at me like this?"

Mo Zhaohua pursed her lips slightly, "I am sad."

"Why?" Chu Xuanchi was a little nervous, "But did the letter say something bad?"

Upon hearing this, Duke Fuguo and his son also became worried. They were really afraid that Rong Xiao would say something bad and make her sad.

Could it be because she was planning to marry Chu Xuanchi? But that happened so long ago, there's no need to mention it again, right?

Mo Zhaohua casually handed the letter to Chu Xuanchi, "I don't want to say it, my husband should read it himself."

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