"Youâre lying," Chengcheng shouted unhappily.
Seeing his red eyes, Mu Shaolingâs heart suddenly softened immensely.
He reached out and held him, "A real man, why are you crying like a girl?" After wiping his tears, he explained, "Daddy is busy recently, but after a while, Daddy can be at home every day."
"Who cares about you!" Chengcheng, however, was a very proud child.
Mu Shaolingâs mouth twitched at his response.
Inside the room, Dongyang was still awake, so Yang Chuxia stayed to chat with her for a while.
"There are people from Prince Le watching outside now. When Mu Shaoling returns, you tell him to be careful for a while."
"Okay, Iâll tell him later."
"Alright, you take a good rest. Iâll come see you again tomorrow," Yang Chuxia said again. "Most of the Mu Family members are injured, so they probably wonât bother you for a while. If they come again, just have Su Ma and them kick them out."
"Got it." Perhaps because Mu Shaoling was back, Dongyangâs eyes shone much brighter. "Xiaxia, thank you. With him back, there shouldnât be any major issues here. You donât need to come tomorrow; donât provoke Prince Le, or it might trouble you and the children."
"I know what to do." After thinking for a moment, Yang Chuxia added, "I remember that aristocratic families all have secret guards. Let Mu Shaoling assign a few to you and Chengcheng, so you wonât have to worry about that family anymore."
"Itâs strange, ever since that Concubine Tong took Chengcheng away, he assigned secret guards, but itâs odd that none were around today..."
"You should ask Mu Shaoling about this when you see him, just in case something happens again." Even the Emperorâs secret guards could have issues, so Yang Chuxia felt that Mu Shaolingâs secret guards might not be that safe either.
After chatting with Dongyang for a bit more, Yang Chuxia left with her people.
Having left the mansion in the morning, now that she returned to Prince Anâs Mansion, it was already dark.
Back at the Bamboo Courtyard, Yang Dongxue was with Lele and the other children, who were still waiting there. Seeing the children sitting together and reading, Yang Chuxia felt a bit of heartache.
At this moment, she thought of Ye Ziâan, who was still in jail, wondering how he was doing.
"Mother, youâre back." Yangyang was the first to notice her. "Mom, how is Aunt Dongyang?"
"Sheâs fine, Aunt Dongyang is alright now."
"Wow, thatâs great," Yangyang exclaimed, jumping with joy.
"Mom, did Aunt Dongyang have a little brother or sister?" Lele asked.
"A sister!" Yang Chuxia smiled, recalling the two little ones, pale and tender, exactly the same, which truly amused her.
"Wow, my future wife is finally here," Yangyang laughed, then said regretfully, "I wish I could go out and see her, but itâs all because of that Prince Le, so annoying."
Hearing him mention âwifeâ again, Yang Chuxia suddenly thought of a crucial question, "Son, Aunt Dongyang had two sisters. What are you going to do?"
"Two sisters?" Yangyang blinked, then laughed, "Then I have two wives, oh my, thatâs awesome."
Yang Chuxia lightly knocked on his little head, "Youâre dreaming. You can only marry one wife. Your father said that the children of the Ye Family can only marry one wife."
"Ah..." Yangyang was troubled, "Why canât I marry two?"
"Little brother, the key point is Aunt Dongyang had two. Which one are you going to choose as your wife, the older or the younger?"