Chapter 575: What should we name our house?
The new house was not too big to feel like a commercial house but it was large enough to be eye catching. Since T4 could do all the scanning and give her a tour with the drone cameras, she could rest easy tonight and walk around tomorrow as she executed other personal changes to the house. For example she wanted a tunnel from here to the catacombs and if that was impossible then from here to the basement in her parents house. She would discuss the idea with Muyang tomorrow.
After dinner, they personally gave the children their baths and put them to bed personally before heading up to sleep. As usual, before sleeping, they engaged in conversation about their day, their plans and random things which made them happy.
"Hubby, are you monitoring my men?" she asked him abruptly. "Zhangye confessed to me that he has been to the cold prison twice and you are aware."
Muyang had just slipped under the covers of the bed, and he turned over to glance at his wife who was pretending to look mysterious by reading a book even though there was no light source anywhere close to her except for the reflection of the moon and the outside lights.
"I am monitoring our children, your men just happen to be there. And it’s a good thing that I keep an eye on them because some of them need lessons in discretion. The cold prison is one of the places in the empire which is highly monitored. Everyone that goes in or out is closely studied, their face, fingerprints and any information on them is stored. By visiting the prison, he left a trace of himself which can lead back to you in case of anything and I do not want that to happen. I simply cautioned him and gave him a few reminders." he went into a deep explanation about his actions.
"En, I understand." she put the novel away and slid closer so that she could lie comfortably against his chest. "By the way, hubby, how did your meeting with the emperor go?"
"It went." he replied in a deep voice that normally indicated how exhausted he was.
Slowly, she raised her head like a lizard and pouted, "What, that’s not an answer at all."
"Wife, I had someone plant a crepe myrtle tree in our backyard, when it grows, it will be so beautiful with vibrant pink flowers. I told them to plant more than one, and also add a swing. Next year, you and Mei-Mei will be able to swing comfortably surrounded by beautiful pink flowers."