In the Northern Song Dynasty, he started by marrying the eighth daughter of the Su family.

Han Zhi lowered his head and nuzzled his son's fluffy head. The gray-blue hair brushed against his nose, bringing a warm, milky scent. He chuckled and teased, "Yesterday you were clutching the warm jade like a treasure, and today you've become clingy."

Qian Su arrived at the door and said, "My lord, my wife, the guests have all arrived."

Han Zhi, carrying the small watermelon, and Su Zhen, carrying the second watermelon, walked towards the main hall, surrounded by Madam Cheng and Zhou Miao'an. Little Blackie, seeing them, fluttered to Su Zhen's feet and barked softly twice.

Startled, Er Xigua shrank into Su Zhen's arms, burying her face directly in his chest. Little Xigua, however, was not afraid. Her gray-blue eyes darted around, staring at the red silk hanging on the pillars, and her little hands, like lotus roots, tried to grab Han Zhi's clothes.

It just so happens that today is a day off, so Lü Huiqing, Zhang Huaimin, Zhao Zongshi, Li Wei, and others came over. After all, these guys are usually either on duty or attending classes at the Imperial Academy.

At the threshold of the main hall, Lü Huiqing was talking to Zhang Huaimin. Seeing Han Zhi carrying the children over, Lü Huiqing quickly cupped his hands in greeting, then went directly to the children, Xiao Xigua and Er Xigua, smiling broadly like an uncle.

Zhao Zongshi, dressed in a purple robe, squeezed forward, his gold fish-shaped pouch shimmering with golden light in the morning glow. He then peeked out slightly and said, "Let me see the Second Young Lady!"

Before he finished speaking, Erxigua in Su Zhen's arms suddenly buried her face even deeper, her light brown eyelashes brushing against the pomegranate pattern on her mother's clothes, revealing only half of her trembling earlobe.

Seeing this, Zhao Zongshi's eyes curved into crescents, and he cautiously extended a finger to gently poke Erxigua's exposed little earlobe: "Oh dear, why are you so shy? Your uncle isn't a tiger."

He deliberately softened his voice, making Li Wei, who was standing beside him, unable to suppress a laugh. Li Wei stepped forward, holding the brocade box, and opened the lid. The warm, white jade lock gleamed softly in the morning light.

"Young lady, don't be afraid. Look at this jade lock; it's even more beautiful than your master's waist ornament."

Er Xigua seemed drawn to the faint light of the jade lock. Her light brown eyelashes trembled slightly, and she finally peeked her little head out from Su Zhen's arms. Her light brown pupils reflected the white jade lock, and her little fingers unconsciously clenched in the air, making her look extremely cute.

Zhao Huirou, Gao Taotao, and other family members or semi-family members were mostly in the front yard. However, while the husband was on one side, the wives were in another corner. They already knew each other, and now they chatted even more.

Noticing the commotion, the youngest, Zhao Huirou, turned around first and saw Han Zhi and Su Zhen coming out. She said, "..."

Zhao Huirou, lifting her skirt, rushed to the corridor first, her pearl headband shimmering in the morning light: "Oh! Consort Su's little girl is already out!"

The begonia hairpin tucked at her temple trembled slightly with her movement. Gao Taotao, standing behind her, quickly pressed her elbow, reminding her, "Princess, slow down, be careful not to startle the child."

Zhao Huirou had her elbows held down by Gao Taotao, but she still tiptoed to peek into the swaddling clothes. When she saw Erxigua's charming appearance, she said, "This little girl is really beautiful. She must be much prettier than her brother."

Zhao Huirou's words were, to some extent, innocent and childish.

As soon as he finished speaking, Little Watermelon seemed to understand. Its gray-blue eyes widened instantly, and its slender legs kicked wildly in Han Zhi's arms. The silver bracelet made a crisp sound as it hit the jade belt buckle, as if in protest.

Gao Taotao quickly walked over with a smile, gently patted the little watermelon's swaddling clothes, and said, "Oh, the little gentleman can be jealous! Is it because you feel jealous that Her Highness the Princess praised your sister but not you?"

Little Watermelon kicked its legs even more vigorously after Gao Taotao's words, making "ee-ee-ya-ya" protesting sounds, which made everyone burst into laughter. Gao Taotao smiled and comforted Little Watermelon:

"Little Watermelon is good, Second Watermelon is pretty. You came out together, so you all look the same. There's no such thing as one being more beautiful or uglier, so don't be angry."

Little Watermelon gradually calmed down, but her gray-blue eyes were still glaring angrily at Zhao Huirou.

Zhao Huirou stuck out her tongue, then turned her gaze to Er Xigua, reached out and gently pinched Er Xigua's pink cheek, saying, "This little lady is so soft, I like her very much."

Erxigua's light brown eyelashes fluttered as she was squeezed, her little mouth pouting, and she looked like she was about to cry. Seeing this, Su Zhen quickly patted her back gently and coaxed, "Don't cry, sweetie, Her Highness the Princess loves you..."

But for some reason, before Su Zhen could finish speaking, Er Xigua suddenly fell silent, his eyes fixed on the doorway. Wang Qian, covering her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, asked in confusion:

"Second young lady, what are you looking at!"

Han Zhi, Lü Huiqing, and the other young men all looked up upon hearing this, following Er Xigua's gaze.

"I have met Privy Councilor Bao!"

"Meet sir."

Indeed, it was Bao Zheng who had arrived. Perhaps because of Bao Zheng's appearance, which was so different from that in the historical novels, he seemed very gentle, and even Er Xigua quieted down in his presence.

Han Zhi quickly stepped forward, carrying the little watermelon, so that Bao Zheng could see his grand-disciple. Bao Zheng smiled and stepped forward, his gaze slowly falling on the two children.

"Is this the young master?" Bao Zheng asked, leaning closer and stroking his beard.

Han Zhi nodded quickly, pushing the little watermelon wriggling in his arms forward: "That's right, sir, look, this one with the gray-blue eyes is Little Watermelon."

The little guy seemed to understand the address, and his originally puffed-up gray-blue eyes suddenly lit up as he stared straight at Bao Zheng.

Bao Zheng laughed at Xiao Xigua's gaze and said, "My little grand-disciple has quite the sharp eyes."

He gently stroked the child's chubby palm with his fingertips, and Little Watermelon giggled, making his silver anklets jingle. Seeing this, Second Watermelon, nestled in Su Zhen's arms, followed his brother's little hand with his light brown pupils. Suddenly, he broke free of his swaddling clothes, stretched out his arm, and pointed his little finger at Bao Zheng.

When Bao Zheng saw Er Xigua extend her little hand, his smile widened. He reached out and gently grasped her fingertips, saying softly, "Little girl, do you also want to get close to this old man?"

Erxigua's light brown eyelashes fluttered, and as if in response, she leaned forward slightly, making a muffled "ya" sound. Zhao Huirou, standing nearby, couldn't resist moving closer, her pearl headband swaying with the movement.

“Prime Minister Bao, the Second Young Lady is not usually this bold. She must have been attracted by your kind face!”

Upon hearing this, Bao Zheng stroked his beard and smiled, gently stroking Er Xigua's fingertips with his fingertips, the touch like a spring cocoon brushing against a new lotus leaf. Er Xigua was amused, his light brown eyelashes fluttering, and suddenly he opened his mouth and bit Bao Zheng's knuckle, causing the crowd in the corridor to gasp in surprise.

Han Zhi was about to apologize when he saw that Bao Zheng was not angry at all. Instead, he lightly tapped the child's chin with his finger: "What a clever little girl! So eye-catching. Shall I give you a name?"