Su Qingzhi came to see her, and only then did she lazily don her clothes and get up from bed, sitting with Su Qingzhi in the courtyard.
"You're a mother now, when will you stop making Grandpa worry about you?"
Su Qingzhi patted her head, his eyes filled with unconcealable heartache upon seeing her face so much thinner.
Su Yingxue smacked her lips, "Grandpa, you didn't come all the way to tell me this, did you? Since I entered the palace, you've hardly visited to avoid suspicion."
"I'm here to see your great-grandson, not you."
Stubborn as ever, Su Qingzhi stopped paying her any mind.
Su Yingxue had Zhilan bring the little monster over, and since Chu Yihan hadn't officially bestowed a name yet, the whole palace simply referred to him as the little Your Highness, with only Su Yingxue calling him the little monster.
Maybe because the child had stirred up so much trouble inside her, Su Yingxue had hardly held him since giving birth.