Thinking this, An Jing looked at her husband, "Husband, let's go up, to save him the trouble of coming down."
Xiao Changyi, unmoving as a mountain, still stood in his place, "He needs to come down."
An Jing: "..."
As soon as the Emperor of Xiyun stepped down, he cheerfully ran up to Xiao Changyi. He didn't look at An Jing but instead hugged Xiao Changyi's waist and tried to lift him up. Unfortunately, after three attempts, he couldn't lift Xiao Changyi, who remained as steady as Mount Tai on the ground.
Only then did the Emperor of Xiyun give up, withdrew his hands, and said to Xiao Changyi with a laugh, "Yi Er, I really can't lift you anymore."
An Jing: "..."
Changyi glanced sideways, "Knowing full well you couldn't lift me, why did you try?"
The Emperor of Xiyun wasn't angry at all and still laughed, "How could I know if I didn't try whether I could still lift you."
