However, this time obviously wasn't satisfying enough, so after returning to the palace, Yao Xian ordered a carriage to be made, drawing inspiration from the sled. She had a phoenix carriage made, preparing to go out for a stroll tomorrow and catch some breeze again.
Upon hearing this, Yang Wenxiao waved his hand, "You go ahead, I'm an old bag of bones now, I'll just rest in the Palace."
"Grandpa Emperor, Zhengzheng and I made a lantern by hand, we'll bring it to you tomorrow." Yang Hao spoke up.
"Then you all have fun tomorrow, and if you find something interesting, bring it back for me to see," Yang Wenxiao said with a smile.
"Of course," Emperor Yongan agreed.
Yang Wenxiao chatted with them for a while longer, watching Emperor Yongan drink down a large cup of Milk Tea and eat two Milk Custard Buns before he stood up to leave.
He had eaten more now, so he would eat less for dinner.