The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

"Mu Shaoling, where are you heading next? Are you not returning to the Capital City?"

Seeing that Mu Shaoling had mounted his horse, Commandery Princess Dongyang asked again.

However, Mu Shaoling arrogantly refused to pay any attention to her.

The servant was near tears. Master, why must you be like this? With your brooding and arrogant demeanor, if you don’t accept Commandery Princess Dongyang, you truly will end up single for life.

Oh, to our master, those noble ladies in the Capital City can’t quite be considered women, for the time being.

Fortunately, Commandery Princess Dongyang was resourceful.

Seeing that Mu Shaoling was ignoring her, she leaped onto the back of Mu Shaoling’s horse with ease. Although her skills were clumsy, mounting a horse was still no problem for her.

Then she wrapped her arms tightly around Mu Shaoling’s waist and said with a smug look, "Hmph, if you don’t answer me, from this moment on, I’m going to follow you everywhere, whether you’re eating or sleeping! I should have been with you at all times in the Capital City."

Mu Shaoling’s handsome face revealed neither joy nor anger, but soon after, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Even when I need to relieve myself, you will follow?"

Commandery Princess Dongyang was taken aback, then nodded, "Of course, I’ll follow. Worst case, I’ll just hand you the toilet paper!"

Suddenly, sounds of guards collapsing could be heard all around.

Mu Shaoling glanced over at them, and everyone promptly stood up straight. However, their trembling shoulders, damn, laugh your asses off; it would serve you right if you died laughing.

"Tayun Dongyang, can you be a little more reserved?" Mu Shaoling looked down at the hands around his waist. They were indeed fair and delicate, but why did their embrace feel so strange?

And wasn’t it not even May yet? Why was it so hot?

"Why should I be reserved? Being reserved won’t find me a husband! I refuse!"

"Are you sure you won’t get down?" Mu Shaoling asked again.

"I’m not getting down; I want to ride on the same horse as you." As she spoke, Commandery Princess Dongyang suddenly grinned mischievously, "And if you let me sit in front, I wouldn’t mind that either."

Mu Shaoling heard her and raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

Yet, at this moment, Commandery Princess Dongyang’s heart was bursting with joy. Yang Chuxia was right after all; she was clinging to him so tightly, and he still hadn’t shaken her off. Hmph, just on this account, she didn’t believe she couldn’t win over Mu Shaoling.

Unaware of what she was secretly laughing about, Mu Shaoling suddenly kicked the horse’s belly, and the steed dashed forward instantly.

Frightened, Commandery Princess Dongyang suddenly clung even tighter.

The servant saw the pair charging forward and immediately sensed trouble, as he hadn’t managed to speak yet.

Hence, the two of them riding together on one horse encountered a band of men armed with clubs and large knives ahead, which was rather surprising.

"Mu Shaoling, have we stumbled upon a robbery?"

From behind Mu Shaoling, Commandery Princess Dongyang didn’t feel very afraid; instead, she seemed somewhat excited. When she left Yunnan, she encountered quite a few swindlers and even a thief who made off with her silver, but she hadn’t run into robbers until now.

"Little girl, you’ve got some sense. Indeed, we are robbers. Hand over all your silver quietly, and we’ll let you live," said one of the leaders, his mouth full of a big beard, speaking arrogantly.

At that moment, Commandery Princess Dongyang sighed, "So this is what robbers say, huh? I’ve never been robbed before, and today, I finally get to be robbed."

Mu Shaoling: ...

Everyone: ...

How can you utter such regret? Is it a pity not to be robbed?

And is being robbed something to be happy about? Why are you so pleased? What’s going on?