The court session adjourned, and Eryue's teacher also gave him a holiday, leaving him with rare leisure time.
If not for the nanny stopping him, he would have already crawled over to Su Luo's side.
At this moment, seeing Wei Shu stand up, he hurriedly ran over, plopping himself onto the stool Wei Shu had just vacated.
Being small in stature, the stool was a bit high for him, and he had to use both hands and feet to climb up.
Once seated, he settled himself properly, his small hand clutching Su Luo's, with an unusually solemn expression on his face: "Father Emperor, rest assured, I will take good care of Mother Empress!"
In the past, Eryue had said such words many times.
But this time, his words carried the utmost sincerity.
Wei Shu rubbed his head gently and said, "Also, take care of yourself!"
Eryue smiled, revealing a small dimple on his left cheek: "I will, Father Emperor!"
Wei Shu glanced at the mother and son pair before finally departing reluctantly.
