Chapter 1670 - 1672: What Scheme

"Mom, aren’t you really mad at Dad?" Lele thought for a moment and asked.

"Why should I be mad? But your dad was acting a bit strange today, and he hasn’t come back yet, so I’m a little worried." Yang Chuxia thought, although he yelled at her, he’s probably feeling even worse after it sunk in.

She’s not mad!

"I suspect Dad has a scheme." Lele touched his small chin and said.

"A scheme?" Knowing her son is clever, Yang Chuxia asked, "What kind of scheme?"

"You’ll find out when Dad comes back." Lele shrugged, "Mom, let’s eat. I’m hungry."

"Aren’t we waiting for your dad?" asked Yang Chuxia.

"I’m sure Dad will have eaten outside before he comes back."

Yang Chuxia didn’t know where his certainty came from, but facts proved he was right. Because by the time Ye Zi’an came back, it was almost midnight, and not only was he drunk, he was brought back by the Fourth Prince, Prince Fu. Yang Chuxia was a bit puzzled as to how these two ended up together.

"Madam Ye, I’ve safely brought Lord Ye home," Prince Fu said while struggling to hold him up, yet quite cheerfully.

Indeed, he was cheerful; he had a pleasant chat with Ye Zi’an and drank happily.

"Thank you, Prince Fu." Yang Chuxia hurriedly approached, waving for Li Wen and his brothers to take over.

To everyone’s surprise, Ye Zi’an pushed the two of them away and lunged straight at Yang Chuxia, immediately hugging her, giggling, "Wifey, I’ve got you, hehe."

"Wifey... hiccup..." He said with a drunken hiccup, breath reeking of alcohol, "Wifey, I’m sorry, I snapped at you today..."

"Tsk tsk, Madam Ye, I have to say something for Lord Ye."

Hearing this, Prince Fu, who hadn’t left yet, said, "I’ve heard that Lord Ye dotes on his wife excessively, and I thought it was an exaggeration. As a man, who’s never been fickle? But today, Lord Ye has sown a seed of respect in my eyes. I heard Lord Ye had a big disagreement with my third royal brother today, came back in a foul mood, and said a few harsh words to you, Madam Ye. In my opinion, when a man is upset, a woman shouldn’t bombard him with questions at home; being scolded is not a big deal. But Lord Ye felt so bad just for snapping at you that he went drinking alone at a tavern. I found him drinking alone quite dull, so I had a few cups with him, and well, it’s really easy to overdo it."

"Madam Ye, when Lord Ye wakes up, you mustn’t get mad at him. With the affection he has shown you, you can’t say anything. Well, I’ve said my piece, and now I take my leave!"

"Farewell, Prince Fu!"

After sending off Prince Fu, Yang Chuxia felt a bit dazed, always feeling like Prince Fu was joking.

But turning back, she saw Ye Zi’an, drunkenly grinning at her, and she couldn’t deny it.

"Who let you drink so much?" Yang Chuxia twisted his ear, "I’ll deal with you when you sober up."

"Wifey, wifey..."

"What are you calling for? Come, you two, take him to the Bamboo Courtyard."

"Yes."

Once the two servants took Ye Zi’an to the Bamboo Courtyard, Yang Chuxia went to instruct the maidservants to prepare the washing water.

"Alright, all of you leave. I’ll handle it here."

"Yes, Madam."

After the maidservants and servants left, Yang Chuxia finally went to check on Ye Zi’an, only to find out he had already stripped off and sat in the bathtub by himself.