Daohua received the news Xiao Yeyang sent, learning that the Emperor and the Crown Prince would be having lunch at the Ping Prince Residence. She immediately dropped her task of counting the storeroom’s inventory and hurried back to the residence to personally oversee the kitchen staff as they prepared the meal.
By the time the Emperor and his entourage arrived, the food was already ready.
Having carried Daomang for half the day, the Emperor was feeling quite hungry, so he followed the Ping Prince straight to the dining hall.
After Eunuch An used a silver needle to test all the dishes, Daohua finally instructed Guyu to lead the maids she trusted most to serve the food.
Inside the dining hall, the Crown Prince and the others had initially assumed they would get the rare opportunity to dine at the same table as the Emperor. To their surprise, however, the Emperor went directly to the main table, still holding Daomang, and gently placed the little girl in the seat next to him.
At this, the Crown Prince and the others were once again reminded just how much the Emperor adored Daomang.
The little girl was sweet and charming, and even they couldn’t help but smile when they saw her. Perhaps their father enjoyed taking Daomang out for walks because he wanted to experience the joy of a grandfather and granddaughter bonding. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
But bringing her to dine at the same table? That went a bit too far.
After all, the Crown Prince and the others had grown up rarely ever getting the chance to eat at the same table with the Emperor apart from large palace banquets.
What followed only further stiffened their expressions.
The "Three Smalls" had always eaten together at the same table, so when Daomang sat down, Daomiao instinctively followed and took the seat on the other side of the Emperor.
Not only that, Daozi tried to pull Xiao Moreng over to sit as well, but unfortunately couldn’t budge him.
Xiao Moreng had grown up in the Imperial Family, and royal etiquette was deeply ingrained in his bones. There was no way he would dare to take a seat at the table without prior permission from the Emperor, especially at the same table as him.
Didn’t he notice that even the Ping Prince himself hadn’t moved before the Emperor spoke?
Seeing that Xiao Moreng didn’t move, Daozi was a little puzzled. "Fourth Brother, lunch is about to start—let’s hurry and sit down!"
Xiao Moreng seemed a bit awkward but subtly shook his head toward Daozi.
At that moment, the Emperor spoke up: "Moreng, sit down. Today, the grandchildren and I will share a table. As for your father and the others, let them sit at the other table."
"Grandson obeys Emperor Grandfather’s command." After responding, Xiao Moreng quickly glanced at the Fourth Prince before letting Daozi drag him to his seat.
Now that the Emperor had given his orders, the Crown Prince and the others had no choice but to reluctantly sit at the next table.
After taking their seats, the Crown Prince and the others all instinctively looked toward the Fourth Prince, regretting not bringing their heirs along today.
The Fourth Prince sat calmly, his gaze steady and serene. He had a hearing condition and little inclination for competition, but his eldest legitimate son was exceptionally intelligent and cherished by their father. Thus, he would never yield the honors that rightfully belonged to his son.
Since the gathering consisted entirely of men, Daohua did not join the meal. Xiao Yeyang entertained the Crown Prince and the others, while the Ping Prince automatically stayed at the Emperor’s table to look after the "Three Smalls."
The "Three Smalls" were already famished. Now that everyone had taken their seats, they turned in unison to look at the Emperor.
Daozi was well-mannered and didn’t startle the Emperor, particularly since the boy was already eight years old and had been attending school. However, the Emperor was a bit surprised by the twins’ politeness.
The Emperor chuckled to himself and reached for his chopsticks. "Everyone, let’s dig in," he said as he picked the first bite of food.
The "Three Smalls" then shifted their gazes collectively toward the Ping Prince.
After spending time with them recently, the Ping Prince had gotten used to the "Three Smalls’" habits. Without hesitation, he picked up his chopsticks and began eating.
With both elders having started, the "Three Smalls" no longer held back, swiftly picking up their chopsticks and targeting their favorite dishes with precision.
The "Three Smalls" had been trained by their older brothers to eat independently with chopsticks since they were just over a year old. By now, their chopstick skills were exceptionally practiced—every grab was effortless and precise.
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