Chapter 1778 - 1780: I Don’t Like the Palace, I Like You
In the Capital City, no lady should like having beautiful maidservants around. Isn’t that making trouble for herself? A lady’s maidservants have the most opportunities to interact with the male masters, and if one climbs into bed, it’ll be tears to shed.
But looking at her being completely carefree, Prince Le thought, could it be that Ye Zi’an makes her feel so assured?
With this thought, his gaze already swept over the others several times.
"Madam Ye’s tastes are indeed unique," Prince Le remarked. "Heading to the palace, are we? Let’s go together then."
He led the way, Ye Zi’an lagged a step behind, and Mu Shaoling followed Yang Chuxia closely, with the two children flanking her on either side.
Prince Le’s guards, on the other hand, kept glancing at Mu Shaoling, especially at his heels.
Mu Shaoling mused silently, fortunately, he walked with deliberate heavy steps; these people were meticulously observant, leaving no detail unchecked.
"What’s the matter with Lord Ye going to the palace this time?" Prince Le asked during the journey.
Ye Zi’an thought, aren’t you asking the obvious, don’t you know why you’re heading to the palace?
"It’s quite embarrassing to say, the two unruly boys at home got into a fight with the Tong Family and Luo Family boys, somehow even alarming the Emperor. That’s why I’m called to the palace."
"Got into a fight?" Prince Le turned to look at Yangyang upon hearing this, noting the bruised corner of his mouth, and asked, "Aren’t you quite capable, young fellow?"
"How’s that the same? There were only two of us, they were numerous," Yangyang raised his voice in response.
"Is that so?" Prince Le feigned indifference, "A contest between people only requires winning, doesn’t matter the numbers."
"Bullying with numbers, winning like this lacks dignity," Yangyang retorted again.
"Ha, you’re quite perceptive for your age," Prince Le laughed, "but some don’t understand."
He glanced at Ye Zi’an.
Ye Zi’an felt a sudden chill; was this implying they relied on more helpers to bully him?
Soon they arrived at the inner palace, where the Emperor met with them in the pavilion of the imperial garden.
Yang Chuxia, besides First Madam Luo and State Duchess Tong, also saw Prince Zhuang, Old Master Luo, State Duke Tong, and Old Madam Luo.
She thought such matters are usually handled by the Noble Princess Concubine, why did it alarm the Emperor? It turned out all the family heads were present.
This was even better; she could directly interact with the Emperor, otherwise, she would have had to find a way to invite the Emperor.
The group first paid respects to the Emperor; the Emperor clearly showed no interest in the adults, waving them aside without even speaking.
"Little brat, you’ve been in the Capital City for so long, why haven’t you come to visit I?" Yet his attitude towards Yangyang was noticeably warmer.
"Replying to the Emperor," Yangyang made a fist salute and said, "Even if I wanted, I couldn’t get in."
"Hmph, you dare say falsehoods," the Emperor pouted, "Couldn’t you have him bring you?" pointing at Ye Zi’an as he spoke.
"My father is no longer an official, without summons, he can’t enter," Yangyang shrugged and added, "Don’t suggest my brother brings me, my brother doesn’t like the palace, you know that."
"Haha, so you like the palace?" the Emperor laughed, asking casually.
"I don’t like the palace, I like you," Yangyang might have gotten into the habit of flattering words, as he responded instinctively.
This caused Ye Zi’an, Prince Zhuang, and the others nearby to breathe a sigh of relief. Lucky the child was clever, or the Emperor might have been displeased.