The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

Having said that, he still stood in front of Commandery Princess Dongyang, shielding her.

This left Dongyang feeling utterly speechless—when had Mu Shaoling become so childish?

What she didn’t know was that Mu Shaoling always acted this childish at the Ye Family.

Yangyang glanced at him, then at Dongyang, and snorted, "So what if you won’t kiss me, it’s no big deal. I’ll just marry your daughter as my bride in the future." His underlying message being, ’I’ll kiss your daughter.’

Mu Shaoling instantly fell silent!

Commandery Princess Dongyang also fell silent!

Yangyang, proud and triumphant!

Seeing that he had stunned everyone, he chuckled, "My handsome dad said I can’t marry a man, only a woman, but I also can’t marry a woman if we have a blood relationship. However, Uncle, you and I don’t share any blood relation, so your daughter definitely doesn’t have any with me either, which means I can marry her."

"Mom, am I right? Am I not very smart? I remember everything handsome dad told me." He even proudly expected Yang Chuxia to praise him.

Yang Chuxia, however, was full of disbelief. What had Brother An told him?

Mu Shaoling was gritting his teeth in anger, "Ye Zi’an, he... he deserves a spanking... Has he already taught his son to come and snatch my daughter?"

Lele said indifferently from the side, "Uncle, why are you in such a hurry? Aunt Dongyang might not necessarily have a sister."

Mu Shaoling felt like he had just been doused with a bucket of cold water.

Indeed, why was he in such a rush? He’d been led astray by the little rascal.

Glancing at Lele again, he couldn’t help noting how shrewdly clever the little guy seemed, defusing his anger with just one sentence. Damn it, how did Ye Zi’an raise such terrifyingly intelligent children?

Once inside the house, Yang Chuxia hurriedly invited the two to sit, but then she noticed a problem.

After Commandery Princess Dongyang sat down, she began sweating profusely from the forehead and seemed unable to sit still on the stool.

"Dongyang, what’s wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Why are you sweating so much?" Yang Chuxia was shocked by her appearance.

"It’s nothing, it’s nothing!" Dongyang quickly shook her head.

Mu Shaoling naturally knew the reason, but he still stepped forward to take her pulse and said softly, "Just relax."

"Yes."

After Yang Chuxia sat down and exchanged a few words, she noticed Dongyang sporadically sweating and looking as if she wanted to turn her head back now and then.

Yet, every time she met Mu Shaoling’s gaze, she lowered her head again.

Such obvious behavior made it difficult for Yang Chuxia to ignore, and she couldn’t help but glance behind Dongyang.

That’s when she realized, with a start, that Dongyang’s and Mu Shaoling’s guards had followed them inside.

Upon a cursory glance, the first few guards didn’t seem out of place, but the fourth one had his head down.

Who was this? A trace of curiosity crept into Yang Chuxia’s mind.

Seeing Yang Chuxia look their way, Mu Shaoling knew the gig was up and touched his forehead helplessly, saying, "There’s no need for you to follow us in here; you can go out."

Then Yang Chuxia grew even more curious as the three guards didn’t follow Mu Shaoling’s command and instead turned to look at the fourth person in the middle.

Only after the fourth person moved did they follow suit.

After the group left, Yang Chuxia asked, "What’s going on?"

"Everyone out!" Mu Shaoling commanded, addressing not only the guards but also Commandery Princess Dongyang’s personal attendants and Mingcui, Mother Li.

"Everyone, please leave," Yang Chuxia added after a moment’s thought, "Lele and Yangyang, you two go out too."

"Oh," the two children obediently left together.

After making sure no one else was there, Mu Shaoling pointed upwards with his hand.