"Why did you co to Funan?"
Yang Chuxia held Dongyang, noticing how haggard she looked.
Commandery Princess Dongyang weakly replied, "It’s all because of Huarong."
"Huarong?" Yang Chuxia glanced at the girl following behind Dongyang, she was wearing a veil and kept her head down. As if sensing Yang Chuxia’s gaze, a layer of smile appeared in her eyes.
"Aunt."
"Oh."
eting the girl’s gaze, Yang Chuxia felt a fondness, a sense of closeness.
"Yes, this girl, oh!" Commandery Princess Dongyang sighed and shook her head.
Mu Shaoling’s expression wasn’t good either.
"Alright, let’s go inside and talk." Ye Zi’an noticed everyone looked a bit fatigued, so he quickly invited them inside and ordered the servants to prepare water and food.
Yang Chuxia saw Mu Huarong was still being supported by two maidservants, guessing she must be exhausted.
"Xiu’er, take Huarong to rest for a while."
"Thank you, Aunt."
"While at Aunt’s house, make yourself at ho, no need for formalities."
"Okay."
After Mu Huarong and Xiu’er left, Yang Chuxia inquired to Dongyang, "What happened? Why does Huarong look so weak? Is she sick? What illness can’t Mu Shaoling cure?"
"It’s not an illness!" Dongyang choked up after a long pause, "The child’s face is ruined, her life is over."
"What?" Yang Chuxia was shocked, "How did this happen?"
It’s obvious how important a face is to a girl.
"It was Hua’en, that dead girl." Commandery Princess Dongyang was furious, "She and Chengcheng were researching so kind of poison, and accidentally splashed it onto Huarong’s face."
"Um..." Yang Chuxia didn’t know what to say; Mu Huaen was her future daughter-in-law.
"Isn’t there anything you can do?"
Mu Shaoling shook his head, "The poison can be neutralized, it won’t be fatal, but there’s no imdiate solution for the facial injury. It’s not like a knife wound or a burn, where half the flesh on her face is gone."
Yang Chuxia gasped, isn’t that like leaving soone with only half a face?
"You tell , what kind of bad luck am I having?" Commandery Princess Dongyang cried, "Out of three kids, Hua’en, that silent girl, usually doesn’t speak much, Chengcheng is only focused on dicine, only Huarong spends ti talking to and making happy. But after this incident, Huarong hardly speaks, sotis not a word in two days. My heart is..."
"There’s no point in being upset now; all we can do is let Mu Shaoling try his best to treat her."
"Sigh..." Dongyang said, "I shouldn’t have let Hua’en study dicine, ended up learning poison instead. What was she thinking? Planning to poison soone? Why learn those things?"
Mu Shaoling felt a bit annoyed hearing this, as both were his daughters, and it wasn’t like Hua’en did it on purpose.
"Enough, Hua’en feels bad too. Besides, she promised never to touch poison again. It’s not like she intentionally splashed it on Huarong’s face."
Dongyang favored Huarong, whereas Mu Shaoling preferred Hua’en who shared his interests.
"You’re biased toward Hua’en, such a big issue happened, yet you never say a thing to her."
"What do you an by bias? They’re both my daughters, should I splash poison on Hua’en’s face for revenge?"
Seeing the couple about to argue, Yang Chuxia hurried to diate.
"Alright, alright, let’s say less. It’s like backhand and palm, hurt anyone and it’s painful. Don’t say things that hurt each other’s feelings."
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