She had hoped to exchange a few words with her mother at today's banquet, but the princess consort seemed inseparable from her, displaying a sisterly affection that made it impossible for her to refuse, which only added to her irritation.
Midway through the banquet, Yan Heng was brought back, and the little one was clearly still excited. Upon seeing his mother, he was overjoyed and struggled out of his nurse's arms to throw himself into his mother's embrace.
Many of the ladies present were seeing the imperial grandson for the first time. They were all impressed that he could walk so steadily at just a year old and his eyes were as black as the finest obsidian grape, large and sparkling. His robust appearance was unmistakable, the kind that would be adored in any household, let alone as the imperial grandson.