The Fourth Master nodded, but his thoughts were elsewhere.
The child can't speak yet, so if we do celebrate his birthday, he worries about what others might think of the child.
It might be better to wait another year; maybe by this time next year, the child will be speaking.
He doesn't want the child to be upset, nor does he want to anger Zaozao.
Ye Zao understood the Fourth Master's intentions and did not expose them. Instead, she wiped the child's drool and asked the Fourth Master to put him down.
The Eighth Prince looked longingly at the Fourth Master, and the Fourth Master was quite swayed by the little one's gaze.
However, Zaozao didn't allow too many instances of lifting the child high. She says the child's bones haven't fully developed yet, and too much vigorous activity can be too much.
The Fourth Master agreed, so he only played for a short while each time.
"Darling, would you like some fruit from Mother?" Ye Zao came over and took the Eighth Prince's hand.
