Even when Mu Shaoling claid that Yang Chuxia was the Prefect’s wife, the other party was still unwilling to let them leave the town.
Yang Chuxia, rendered speechless, then asked, "Why won’t you let us leave the town? We are not from this town, we’re just passing through!"
The leader waved his hand and said, "How would we know why? We just follow the orders given to us from above! No matter who you claim to be, it’s useless. I don’t know you. What if you’re impostors? If I let you go and it turns out to be a mistake, I’m the one who’s going to suffer the consequences."
Frustrated, Mu Shaoling took out a token from the Mu Family.
However, the other party still waved dismissively, "What’s the matter with you? Tokens like this are a di a dozen. Even our bailiffs have tokens, who knows if it’s real or not? The Mu Family, really! Have the people from the Mu Family eaten so much they’re bored and left the Capital to co to our backwoods?"
Mu Shaoling instantly glared; he really had eaten too much and was bored!
"Let’s forget it, since it’s like this, we might as well go back to the inn," Commandery Princess Dongyang interjected tily.
"Exactly, let’s hurry back," the leader added. "This town is a serious disease area. What if you spread it to other people when you leave? Better stay put here until the disease has passed before going out."
Being talked at from both sides by these simpletons, Mu Shaoling almost kicked him. Who was sick? Was he sick? The thought that he could be ill without realizing it was ludicrous to him, being a divine doctor.
Just then, Yangyang suddenly began waving from the carriage window, "Dad, pretty dad, pretty dad!" his voice growing louder with each call.
Yang Chuxia, hearing the commotion, looked in the direction of the sound and indeed saw a group of people galloping toward them.
And the person in the lead, dressed in white and gracefully, did look sowhat like Ye Zi’an.
Yangyang insisted on shouting again, "Pretty dad, your adorable little son is here!"
Mu Shaoling chuckled, "You must be going crazy missing your dad, are you just shouting at anyone?"
But as his words fell, Ye Zi’an’s group had co within view, and who could it be if not Ye Zi’an?
"I’m not shouting at random, it is my dad!" Yangyang huffed, jumping off the carriage.
Once Ye Zi’an’s horse ca to a halt, Yangyang scrambled over like a little monkey. As Ye Zi’an dismounted, Yangyang threw himself towards him, but just a foot away, Ye Zi’an grabbed him by the collar and pulled him back.
He smoothly stepped back, leaving Yangyang reaching out with both hands, his little mouth pouting in deep grievance.
The head bailiff, thinking the child had mistaken soone else for his father, told him, "Child, next ti make sure you recognize the person before you call out to them. Otherwise, your real father would be heartbroken to hear this."
Mu Shaoling burst into laughter upon hearing this.
"What’s so funny?" Yangyang pouted even more.
"Of course it’s funny," Mu Shaoling said as he dismounted, "Didn’t you see? In your dad’s heart, your mom cos first, and then you. You have to be aware of your place, kid, understand?"
anwhile, Ye Zi’an and Yang Chuxia were already embracing under everyone’s watchful eyes.
"My wife!"
"What are you doing here? Weren’t you in the prefecture?"
Ye Zi’an said with a smile, "So issues ca up here, so I ca to take a look. How’s Yueyue?"
"She’s in the carriage." After Yang Chuxia finished speaking, Ye Zi’an went to look for his daughter.
Mu Shaoling turned to Yangyang with a smile, "See? In your dad’s heart, you don’t even rank second. After your mom cos your sister, then your brother, and then you, tsk tsk!"
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