Chapter 1820 - 1822

Mingcui thought about it and agreed, hurriedly kowtowing, "Then I’ll listen to the madam."

"You go first, and I’ll check on the Commandery Princess later."

Mingcui left quickly, and Yang Chuxia thought about what she had said earlier. She had expected rumors to spread once she sent someone to the Mu Family, so hearing them now was no surprise.

Thankfully, she sent someone over; at least they could keep an eye on things. The second branch’s wife at the Mu Family was surely plotting something.

It’s been heard many times that the second branch has wanted to replace the first branch for quite some time.

Although the Mu Family is renowned for medicine, not everyone is skilled in it. At least Mu Old Master and Third Old Master aren’t, but Second Old Master is. They thought he might inherit the Mu Family with his skills, but then the exceptionally talented Mu Shaoling emerged.

He’s been dissatisfied for many years, and now with Mu Shaoling missing, the second branch asserting themselves is expected.

Yang Chuxia couldn’t meddle in the Mu Family’s internal conflicts, she just had to protect Commandery Princess Dongyang and her son.

Whether it’s proper or not wasn’t part of her concern.

"Mom, mom, are you done?" Yangyang, seeing Mingcui leave, knew the conversation was over and came running to knock on the door.

Ming Lan opened the door, and Yangyang dragged Chengcheng inside. Behind them, Lele tugged Yueyue and Qingqing along.

Yang Chuxia thought to herself, earlier this morning he was grumbling about Yueyue, yet now he’s pulling her along.

"What’s the commotion?"

"Mom, didn’t you say you were taking us to pick fruits?" Yangyang said, "I saw there’s a mountain on the east side of our estate. Is that where we’re going? When are we going, mom, and what kind of fruits are there?"

"You have so many questions, which one should mom answer first?" Yang Chuxia replied, "Besides, what’s the rush? Let’s eat first, rest a bit, and then go pick fruits."

"See, I told you not to be in such a hurry, it wasn’t possible to go so soon." Lele, once inside, let go of the younger siblings, placed them on chairs, and sat down himself.

"So when are we eating?" Yangyang rubbed his tummy, "You didn’t mention food, but now you have, I’m getting hungry."

"Eating?" Ye Zi’an came out from the inner room, already in a changed outfit, glanced at his two sons and said, "I recall saying that certain kids who haven’t reflected well won’t get to eat today."

"Pfft!" Yangyang snickered, "Handsome dad, if you want to say it’s me and brother, just say it directly. It’s just one day without eating, what’s the big deal, it’s not like we’ll starve to death."

Ye Zi’an huffed, "Stop being so stubborn, don’t think I don’t know you bought stuff at the gathering house. I said no eating and that includes everything, even what you bought yourself."

"Why?" Lele protested, "I used my own money, not yours, dad, don’t be unreasonable."

"Exactly!"

Yangyang’s eyes twinkled at the sight of Chengcheng, and he laughed, "Maybe I’ll just go eat at Aunt Dongyang’s. Mom, you can be our witness, handsome dad didn’t say we couldn’t eat there."

"Silly boy, the food at your Aunt Dongyang’s is also made by our family." Ye Zi’an chuckled, "So you still can’t eat."

Upon hearing this, Yangyang was dumbfounded. He glanced at Lele, who met his eye. Yangyang’s look asked, should we give in?

Lele blinked, no way, caving in so easily would be looked down upon.

What to do then? Yangyang blinked back.