Thousand Faces had never expected to share such a bond with Emperor Yongchang.
Jiang Buping had never expected Emperor Yongchang to come to Western Capital City in person to seek out the Princess Consort of the King of Jiujiang, either.
As for Xia Xunyang, he looked at the maid, then at his Imperial Consort Mother, then at the maid again before finally realizing. "Dao Lord?"
Thousand Faces coughed lightly and instructed him, "Don't be so distant. Call him Daddy."
Xia Xunyang and Jiang Buping both started coughing.
Neither of them was quite used to that form of address.
After all, their father-son relationship was rather more complicated than a normal one.
Jiang Buping volunteered, "You needn't listen to your Imperial Consort Mother. Call me whatever you like."
Though Daoist cultivators did not insist on pure hearts and few desires, Jiang Buping did not pursue the joys of family, either.
As long as Xia Xunyang and the Princess Consort were doing reasonably well, he was content.
He would not ask for any greater happiness.
After all, that would be unfair to the Prince of Jiujiang.
Xia Xunyang also acted as though he had not heard his Imperial Consort Mother's words. He was deeply attached to the Prince of Jiujiang.
"Dao Lord, you and my Imperial Consort Mother... never mind."
Xia Xunyang had wanted to ask whether he had disguised himself as a maid last night and explored the great Dao of Dual Cultivation with his Imperial Consort Mother.
But he swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue.
After all, it was perfectly normal for Jiang Buping and his Imperial Consort Mother to get adventurous.
If the person with his Imperial Consort Mother last night had not been Jiang Buping, however, things would get very entertaining indeed.
Xia Xunyang no