When the two entered the residence, Marquis Huaiyuan, Su Tang, and Lady Li were taken aback.
Su Luo looked at the stunned crowd and said, "What kind of expressions are these? Are we not welcome here?"
Su Tang snapped out of it and stepped forward, saying, "How could we not welcome you? I was just so overjoyed that I lost my wits!"
Lady Li wiped the corner of her eyes: "Exactly! On such an auspicious day, I thought you'd be celebrating at the palace! This is joy, nothing else!"
Even in a moment like this, she still remembered to use formal humility.
Su Luo felt a pang of sorrow but managed a forced smile: "Father, Mother, there's no need for all this 'ministers and wives' talk. Just treat us as an ordinary daughter and son-in-law, gathered to celebrate the New Year together!"
Young Su Lin was the most carefree of all, wriggling out from Zhu Jiao's embrace and running straight to Eryue's side to hold his hand: "You actually came!"
"I'll take you to see something fun!"
