"Where are your guards?" Yang Chuxia asked upon seeing only the siblings.
"They’re all behind us."
Yueyue answered while looking around, and asked, "Wasn’t Huarong supposed to co over too? Where is she?"
"Ah, Yueyue, you’ve co at just the right ti." Upon hearing this, Dongyang pulled Yueyue and complained tearfully, "Huarong stays cooped up in her room every day and never cos out. How can this be good for her injury recovery? Please, help your aunt persuade her to co out more often."
She naturally knew about the sisters’ affairs, and she also felt it was a pity about Mu Huarong being Ruined-Face Mu.
Those gossipers in the Capital City secretly started calling her Ruined-Face Mu, which is simply infuriating!
"I’ll try later."
"Oh, thank you!"
Upon entering the room, Ye Rongqing sat casually on a chair and took out a box from his arms. "Father, this is the birthday gift my eldest brother asked to bring to you. He won’t be coming this year."
"What about yours?"
Ye Zi’an accepted the box but didn’t open it imdiately.
"Mine will definitely be reserved for the day after tomorrow." Ye Rongqing thought, knowing that his second brother would arrive in Yangshu Village tomorrow. After both his elder brother and second brother had presented their gifts, he would then offer his own, making it truly special.
Ye Zi’an observed his son’s thoughtfulness but just shook his head without asking further.
Instead, Yang Chuxia inquired, "If your elder brother isn’t coming, what about your second brother? Did he say whether he would co or not?"
"Second brother will co. We t him in Shandong, and originally we were traveling together. But in Quanya County, he asked us to go ahead; he said he needed to et soone."
"Did he ntion who he would et?" Yang Chuxia asked suspiciously, wondering who might be in Quanya County.
"He didn’t say," Yueyue shook her head.
Thus, Yang Chuxia didn’t press further for answers.
After a while, guards of Qingqing arrived, bringing several carts of gifts, including those prepared by Lele, those bestowed by the Emperor, from His Highness Crown Prince, and more. This grand gesture imdiately drew Yang Dachuan and Ms.Wang’s attention.
Pulling Yueyue and Qingqing aside, they inquired about them warmly, and upon hearing that Yangyang would arrive tomorrow, Ms.Wang was even more delighted.
Of all those grandchildren, she was most fond of Yangyang, who had been dear and cherished from childhood to adulthood.
"Miss, I heard Second Young Master Ye Er is coming tomorrow too." Mu Huarong’s maid entered cheerfully with a food tray, her voice clear and loud.
Mu Huarong was so startled that the book in her hand fell to the ground with a snap.
"What did you say?"
"Miss, Second Young Master Ye Er is returning tomorrow. I heard they’ll celebrate Old Master Ye’s birthday the day after tomorrow."
"Ah, I see." Mu Huarong calmly picked up the book from the floor, flipping through its pages.
In an instant, the previous tranquility returned, as if that mont of surprise never occurred.
"Miss..." The maid wanted to say sothing, but upon seeing her veiled face, she swallowed her words.
n love beauties; do any n in this world actually prefer ugliest won?
"You may leave," Mu Huarong’s voice sounded again. "Don’t tell such things again, or I’ll send you to Huaen next ti. You originally belonged to Huaen."
"Miss, I won’t say any more; please don’t send away." Upon hearing this, the maid imdiately knelt down. "I’m not her maid; I’m originally yours."
"If you don’t want to leave, stay quiet. Stand up."
"Yes!"
The maid stood up and wiped her face clean before leaving. Her mistress truly was pitiful, because actually—actually, she was Mu Huaen.
"Knock knock..."
"Knock, knock... Huarong, it’s Rongyue, I’m coming in now, okay?" Just as the little maid left, Ye Rongyue entered.
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