Hua Yan's voice faded, and a young man stepped over the threshold. Hearing Hua Yan's words, he let out a laugh.
Turning her head, Hua Yan called out unabashedly, "Sister Shisan's husband."
The man's appearance wasn't particularly outstanding, merely pleasant, but there was a warm and comfortable aura about him. As soon as he entered, it was as if the warmth of the sun had followed him in. In the cool autumn weather, he was dressed in a thin robe, radiating coziness all around. He said with a smile, "Shiqi."
Hua Yan looked the man up and down and chuckled, "I heard Sister Shisan's husband is even busier than the county magistrate?"
The man laughed, "There has been a great disaster in the Northern Region this year, busier than in previous years."
Hua Yan nodded and introduced the Princely Heir and Cheng Zixiao to him while holding the little boy.
After exchanging greetings, the Princely Heir and Cheng Zixiao learned that the man's name was Xiao Yu.