Watching her two sons who were cooped up in the palace and couldn't wait to run wild.
She was simply at her wit's end.
"Slow down! Be careful not to fall!"
Xia Ruqing couldn't catch up.
This was the typical scene in the Imperial Garden.
Two little toddlers running ahead, a noblewoman in palace attire chasing behind them.
Behind her were a large group of Sisters, nannies, palace maids, and eunuchs.
Everyone chased frantically, rushing in haste.
The scene was quite comical.
Actually, it was no wonder that the two Little Buns were so eager.
To them.
In their barely two-year-old lives, spending a quarter of their time in mourning was really terrifying.
They were mischievous.
Even when it snowed, they refused to stay quietly indoors, let alone six months without going out.
The suffering was imaginable.
So... Xia Ruqing could hardly blame them too much.
The two Little Buns hadn't been out for a long time.
As soon as they came out, they ran wild.
