For a moment, Jianzhen didn't know how to comfort his young master.
He had just seen the mother and son interacting in the room. On the way, Jianzhen had heard his prince say that he wanted to find the lady who sold the plum blossom cakes. He hadn't understood why His Highness would seek out a common shopkeeper, but now, he had a few suspicions.
"Your Highness, this servant can draw her out for you." Jianzhen thought that if his prince wanted to see the shop owner, he could make it happen.
But after hearing this, Li Yan just shook his head. "Forget it. Let's go."
As he turned, even his back looked desolate.
He could once fantasize about what his mother was like. But now, seeing with his own eyes how good Ming Lingyi was to another child—even better than she was to him—the unrealistic fantasies in his heart popped like bubbles and were gone.
But he still felt dejected, along with a hint of inexplicable melancholy.
'It was impossible not to feel a pang of jealousy.'
