"We’re here!"
The carriage stopped in front of a mansion with a dark red lacquered gate.
Ye Haoyang dismounted and knocked twice, and soone inside ca to open the door.
"Master!"
Mu Huaen and her servants also got off, following Ye Haoyang inside.
"You two will stay here for now; this is my residence. There are servants to take care of you. If you need anything, have soone co find ."
After giving instructions, soone outside called for Ye Haoyang for what seed to be so matter, so he left.
"Miss, Young Master Ye Er is very kind and doesn’t seem to mind those... should you just be honest?"
She was naturally referring to the face.
"Saying it would just trample the Mu Family’s honor on the ground."
What’s more shaful than a rivalry between sisters?
Her father would certainly be furious.
"Forget it, let’s not talk about this for now, go and make sothing to eat."
"Yes."
It turned out the matter that called Ye Haoyang away wasn’t significant, it was just that a few days ago Situ San had been beaten, and the Situ Family had indeed appealed to the Empress about it, wanting him to enter the palace to explain. Thinking of those people outside the city claiming to be Situ San’s n, he entered the palace.
Upon returning from the palace, he first paid a visit to Prince An’s Mansion.
"Master, Miss Hua’en is waiting for you in the pavilion!" His servant ca to report, "She’s been waiting since the morning, and she brought the roasted suckling pig you like. Master, this Miss Hua’en really is kind and wonderful, she has the style of our Madam."
Ye Haoyang gave him a look, "You need to wash your eyes."
"Master, I... "
"Brother Yang!" Mu Huarong, who happened to be nearby, interrupted the servant, though she was sowhat angry inside, saying the servant needed to wash his eyes as if it ant he had poor vision, implying she didn’t asure up to Madam Ye?
"You finally ca back, I’ve been waiting for a good while." She pouted as she stepped forward, trying to take Ye Haoyang’s arm.
For so reason, as Ye Haoyang watched Mu Huarong walk over, the slightly confused eyes flashed in his mind.
Before she could take his arm, he instinctively dodged.
"Brother Yang, do you dislike ?"
"Hua’en, what are you talking about?"
"Brother Yang, we... we’re about to get married... I..." As a woman, she felt shy and couldn’t bring herself to say it all.
Ye Haoyang naturally understood, but he felt repulsed inside.
"Hua’en, I have things to do, so I can’t keep you company. If you want to stay in Prince An’s Mansion, let Ming Lan accompany you, if not, go back early so your brother won’t worry."
After a pause, he added, "Regarding the marriage, let’s talk about it when father and mother return to the capital."
"Wait!"
Seeing Ye Haoyang about to leave, Mu Huarong hastily called out to him, "What do you an by waiting ’til father and mother return to the capital?"
"If we don’t wait for them, are you suggesting you and I discuss it?"
"Of course that’s not what I ant."
"That’s good; I have other matters to handle, feel free to do as you please."
"Ah, I’ve roasted a pig..."
Before she finished her sentence, he had already disappeared from sight.
This left her with a deep sense of defeat; why did it turn out like this when it ca to her? Wasn’t he being a bit too cold to her?
She was Hua’en now, how could Ye Haoyang be so cold to her?
"Master, Miss Hua’en has already left."
"Hmm." Ye Haoyang nodded. After thinking for a mont, he added, "Have the kitchen prepare so ginseng chicken soup."
"Huh?" The servant looked at him with surprise and muttered, "Not even married yet, and already drinking ginseng soup, aren’t you worried about too much heat?"
"What did you say?" Ye Haoyang, with his sharp hearing, asked, "I see you’ve grown bold, daring to jest with your master? First deliver the ssage, then go clean the commode as punishnt."
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