"Yangyang, are you sure?" Yang Chuxia naturally trusted her son, but she still wanted to confirm once more.
"Hehe, Mother, if I didn’t have evidence, I wouldn’t co forward to point fingers, I would find an opportunity to trip her up to get revenge for my wife." The little guy stroked his chin, speaking with mischievous charm, "But I do have evidence, otherwise would I foolishly co forward to accuse her?"
"Evidence?" Princess Consort Zhuang looked at him quizzically.
"Yes, Aunt." eting Princess Consort Zhuang, his rare mischievousness turned into a silly grin, "Aunt, let everyone here stretch out their feet for all to see."
"Nonsense, Madam Ye, this is your fault. Even if the child is young, they should know that a woman’s feet shouldn’t be casually looked at." State Duchess Tong retorted, "Isn’t there any semblance of decorum left?"
"Madam Tong, it’s just asking to stretch your foot, not asking to remove your socks. How does it breach decorum? Frankly, it’s rely looking at the shoes, and has nothing to do with feet." Yang Chuxia said, "Could it be that Madam Tong’s shoes are made of gold and silver? Too precious to be seen? If that’s the case, might as well not wear shoes at all, saves on having them seen by others."
"You..." State Duchess Tong was montarily speechless, blocked by her words.
It was Secondary Princess Consort Tong who shot Yang Chuxia and her son a glare, thinking that this pair were truly annoying.
She internally cursed her mother for being troubleso, considering what day it was — the prince’s birthday, causing a scene and risking the prince ignoring her for a long ti.
From her mother’s expression, she could tell she was the one who stretched her foot, feeling anxious about not letting her mother reveal her foot, knowing there must be sothing shady on it.
Yet State Duchess Tong was quite aware, her foot had been stepped on by Yangyang earlier, undoubtedly leaving a mark.
"Hehe, Mother, I stepped on the foot that stretched out earlier, there’s definitely a mark on it." Yang Chuxia saw her son with a cheeky grin, rubbing his face playfully, "You smart little devil."
"That’s right, what if my wife tripped?" Yangyang nudged Yang Chuxia’s arm, "I have to avenge her."
"The child from Madam Ye’s household is indeed clever. If not for being related by marriage to Divine Doctor Mu’s family, I would join in the fun." Just then, soone arrived at the door.
"Princess Consort Fu has arrived!"
"Greetings to Princess Consort Fu!"
Everyone quickly bowed.
"No need for formalities, this is Third Brother’s residence, you bowing so grandly makes feel like I’m stealing the host’s spotlight." Princess Consort Fu laughed jovially.
"I heard from outside that soone tripped Divine Doctor Mu’s wife, who? Who lacks so much judgnt?"
Upon hearing this, Commandery Princess Dongyang glanced at Princess Consort Zhuang, seeing so pleading in her eyes, looked at Yang Chuxia, and then spoke, "It’s nothing, I just didn’t notice earlier that soone stretched their foot, anyway I’m alright, since today is Prince Zhuang’s birthday let’s not discuss this matter."
With her saying this, Princess Consort Zhuang visibly relaxed.
But Princess Consort Fu obviously wanted to stir things up, and said, "How can we not address it? The child of Divine Doctor Mu might beco another little divine doctor in the future, it’s a fortune for Great Zhou. Such a significant matter can’t be overlooked. I say, Sister-in-law, that person should be identified, see who lacks so much judgnt."
Yang Chuxia pinched Yangyang’s small shoulder upon hearing this, signaling to him.
Yangyang stepped forward and said, "Aunt Dongyang, my wife cannot beco a divine doctor, otherwise I’d get jealous if she sees patients for others."
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