"These tiger skins are basically free, what's the harm in giving one to my dad?" Lele rolled his eyes and added, "He's my real dad! My own flesh and blood, how could I be reluctant to part with a tiger skin?"
Lele thought about how his father fought for a royal title for him; if he couldn't even part with a tiger skin, wouldn't that be too unfilial?
"Alright, let's keep it then." Yang Chuxia laughed, "We can make your father a cape from it later."
As the three of them were chatting, Ye Zi'an returned and happened to hear Lele's words, which warmed his heart.
"Why are you back so late?" Yang Chuxia asked.
"Spent the afternoon playing chess with the Emperor, with Prince Le and Concubine Ming by the side." Speaking of Concubine Ming, he glanced at Chengcheng, who was quietly listening, and picked him up in his arms, "Chengcheng, are you comfortable staying here?"
"Comfortable!" Chengcheng replied crisply, then added, "Uncle, I want to go to school with my brother."
