Upon hearing this, Ye Ziāan lifted the carriage curtain and saw that it was indeed Fugui.
In just a short while, the two carriages arrived in front of them.
Ye Ziāan jumped off the carriage, "Xiaxia!"
"Brother An, how come you are here?" Yang Chuxiaās eyes lit up with joy when she saw Brother An, "Quick, get on!"
"Hmm."
Seeing Brother An getting on the carriage, Xiuer felt it was inappropriate for her to stay inside, so she went to the other carriage. After she settled down, Ye Ziāan said, "Letās hurry back to our village first."
After that, he turned to Yang Chuxia, "Letās not check on the store for now, letās head back to the village."
"What happened?"
"Xiaxia, indeed there is something going on. Itās good news for us, but Iām afraid itās terrible news for others."
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia straightened up, "Whatās the mysterious thing? Tell me quickly, donāt leave me hanging."
Speaking of this matter, Ye Ziāan lowered his voice, "We received a message from the Capital City. The Emperor has advanced the date for the selection of consorts. The selection will begin in September and all marriage arrangements are to be halted, with the selection taking precedence."
"Damn, this old Emperor is really lecherous!" To halt all marriage arrangements was like telling those who were about to get married to wait for the Emperorās selection first? To marry someone only after his Majesty had finished choosing?
Isnāt this a trap? What if there are lovers who are meant to be together? Isnāt this breaking up love stories?
"The imperial edict is estimated to reach Funan by the end of August, and the selection must happen in September."
Yang Chuxiaās eyes rolled, and she suddenly caught onto the most critical point in this matter.
She grinned, "Xiao Anzi, so that means, we have to get married first, right?"
"Yes, we have to get married as soon as possible." Ye Ziāan hugged Yang Chuxia and whispered with a smile, "Is Xiaxia happy?"
"Tsk, Xiao Anzi, you seem extra excited."
Ye Ziāan raised his head proudly, "Of course Iām excited. If a man isnāt happy about marrying his bride, he must be a fool."
"Pfft" Yang Chuxia wrapped her arm around Ye Ziāanās neck and laughed, "Showing off! But I love it when you show off occasionally. Come on, let me give you a kiss."
Ye Ziāanās mouth twitched, "Xiaxia, donāt you think itās wrong to always steal my lines?"
"Who cares if itās right or wrong, let me kiss you first."
Well, some Xiaxia was a tyrannical woman, savagely assaulting Ye Ziāanās lips.
"Brother An, you look so handsome!" Especially when his ears turned red, his cheeks flushed, and his eyes sparkled with passion. How tempting!
"Lusty woman!"
"Hehe" Yang Chuxia straddled Ye Ziāan and started touching him, "Come on, tell me if you like me being lustful like this."
Her hands were caressing his chest, but why was she sliding them downward?
Anziās heart was collapsing. This little rascal, flirting in broad daylight but not willing to give in.
"Xiaxia, I wonāt be able to hold back if you keep this up." His voice was hoarse as soon as he spoke.
"Why not just donāt hold back?" Yang Chuxia asked seductively.
"Hmph!" Ye Ziāan saw that she didnāt intend to stop but rather went on with more provocations. He swiftly changed their positions and asked mischievously, "Not holding back anymore?"
"This is in a carriage, you know. If you canāt hold back, I donāt mind." Yang Chuxia poked him, thinking he wouldnāt dare to do anything to her here.
As expected, the usually calm Ye Ziāanās eyes were blazing with fire. He stared at her fiercely, then bit her neck as punishment and muttered, "Little rascal, always teasing."