The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

However, this expression on his face took on a different meaning in the eyes of Commandery Princess Dongyang.

"It seems he really will go to Yangshu Village," Commandery Princess Dongyang stroked her chin and thought for a moment before suddenly saying, "Since that’s the case, I will also go to Yangshu Village. I simply don’t believe that I can’t find him, and I might as well see what Yang Chuxia looks like. Could she possibly be prettier than this princess?"

Having said that, she ran off.

"Ah..."

Mu Shaofeng stared in the direction where she had left and couldn’t help asking himself, what did he say? He felt like he hadn’t said anything, so why would she go looking for Yang Chuxia?

Well, he’d better go and send a message to his cousin, lest something happens. So, Mu Shaofeng resigned himself to the task, threw away the half-eaten apple, and headed to the study.

Mu Shaoling received the message while he was in Shandong.

He had indeed gone out in search of medicine, but the medicine was easy to find; it liked to grow on islands. This season was not good for setting sail, so if one wanted to find this medicine, they had to wait to assemble a ship and set out to sea in April or May.

During this waiting period, he had no plans to go anywhere else but intended to stay put in Shandong and wait.

Unexpectedly, he received such a letter.

Humph, want to go find Yang Chuxia? Then go ahead, anyway, this young master currently has no plans to go to Funan.

Mu Shaoling didn’t take the letter to heart, but still spent his days wandering around Shandong, and took the opportunity to investigate the Fancy Red Pavilion within the Shandong region too. The owner of the Fancy Red Pavilion was far too mysterious and had set their sights on the Yang Family, clearly marking them as an enemy.

The Fancy Red Pavilion in the Capital City was like a sealed iron barrel, difficult to investigate, while the one in Funan had been burned down. Not only that, even the incidents involving the sale deeds that reached the Capital City didn’t stir up much trouble and were quickly quelled. The Fancy Red Pavilion still stood unshaken.

With this, he grew even more eager to lift the veil off the Fancy Red Pavilion.

Baili Yan, oh Baili Yan, I’ve been running errands for you every day, helping you with such a big favor; how will you ever thank me in the future?

In the far-off Capital City, Baili Yan couldn’t stop sneezing. It must be that Mu Shaoling lad thinking of me again.

Commandery Princess Dongyang was unaware that Mu Shaoling was in Shandong, so when she passed through with her attendants and maids, she didn’t even stop but directly hurried towards Funan.

Mu Shaoling watched the departing carriage and curled his lips, "Just look, you and this young master simply have no fate; otherwise, why would we have just brushed past each other like this."

Alright, may I ask, Mu Shaoling, is it normal to stare at someone brushing past you like this? This is what you call a silent farewell, isn’t it?

However, after Commandery Princess Dongyang headed south and left Shandong, Mu Shaoling, for some unknown reason, felt an inexplicable sense of emptiness.

But he quickly ignored this feeling because an undercover contact in the Fancy Red Pavilion reported new findings, and he needed to rush over to take a look.

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Yangshu Village

Yesterday, she had just hurried along the germination of the sugarcane needed for the farm.

Today, she had Brother Li take people to plant white sweet potatoes. White sweet potatoes were delicious fried; she and Brother An both liked them, and so far, this crop had not spread widely, remaining exclusive to Yangshu Village. As for the original growing areas near the border, they were scarce.

She thought that once she went to Mianyang, she would have to have these goods sent over every year; they could also be given as gifts when presented to Brother An’s subordinates and colleagues in Mianyang. Everyone had to interact with one another, and these crops were the best for such exchanges – economical and novel.

"Xiaxia!"

Ms. Wang came again.

"Mother!"

"Your fourth aunt came looking for me, she wants to buy some sugarcane seeds. What do you think, can this be done?"