"Ah..." Yangyang rubbed his chin, feeling quite troubled, "How should I choose? I definitely want the prettier one as my wife. But Iâve never seen them, so I donât know whoâs prettier. Such a dilemma..."
"Always thinking about looks." Yang Chuxia slapped him on the head, "When choosing a wife, choose one thatâs virtuous. Beauty isnât the main condition."
"Aunt Dongyangâs daughters wonât be lacking in virtue, so thatâs not something to worry about. Uncle Shaolingâs daughter wonât be ugly either, which also wasnât supposed to be a problem. But Aunt Dongyang has two daughters, which causes me an issue. I need to pick the prettiest one from them."
"Mom, youâve seen them. Who do you think is prettier?"
Seeing his eager eyes, Yang Chuxia couldnât help but hold her forehead. Will her son become a lecher when he grows up?
"Youâll see for yourself in the future. I think theyâre both very pretty." She paused, then added, "The most important thing is whether your Uncle Shaoling will let you choose. Stop daydreaming, son. Ultimately, itâs your Uncle Shaoling who decides who will be your wife."
"That wonât do!" Yangyang shouted, "He brought me this dilemma, so I must have the choice."
Yang Chuxia shook her head, too lazy to respond to his fanciful ideas.
Just as she went out to ask Ming Lan to get her some food, she saw that Ming Lan had already come with a basket.
After dinner, the children went off to sleep, and after some thought, Yang Chuxia went to her room to change into night clothes.
She had to make a trip to the dungeon! Although there had been messages from Ye Yi these days, she always felt something missing having not seen it with her own eyes.
Passing through the bamboo courtyard, she arrived at the back gate of Prince Anâs Mansion.
"Madam, where are you going?"
It was Ye Wu and Ye Er who came out.
Yang Chuxia was a bit surprised, as these two had disappeared shortly after Ye Ziâan was captured. Why did they suddenly appear today?
"Young Master had us hidden in the dark." Seeming to notice her surprise, Ye Er explained.
"Youâve been in the mansion all along?"
"Yes!"
Yang Chuxia nodded, "Iâm going to the dungeon."
"Weâll go with you," Ye Er suggested.
"No need, Iâll go by myself. Too many people would attract attention." Yang Chuxia shook her head, "You continue to watch over the mansion."
"But, itâs probably not safe for you to go alone. The dungeon is heavily guarded."
"No worries, I can get in. Besides, Iâm not there to stage a jailbreak. Iâm just going to take a look."
Knowing her skills, the two didnât insist on going with her but handed her a map of the dungeonâs interior.
Crossing Inner City and three main streets, she arrived outside the Ministry of Criminal Justiceâs prison. One glance and she could tell it was heavily guarded, with even a few people patrolling the rooftops.
Yang Chuxia wondered how Ye Yi and the others managed to pass messages in such conditions?
Is there someone of theirs on the inside? She thought there must be.
After careful observation, the northeast corner seemed to be the weakest guarded area, near a stone tiger.
Swiftly moving to the back of the stone tiger, when the soldier turned his head, she pulled another soldier over with a silver thread.
Then she removed the soldierâs clothes and put them on herself, dragging the soldier to the back of the stone tiger, smeared some dirt on her face, and walked out.
Luckily, the hat was big enough to cover half of her face.
"Oh, my stomach hurts a bit, need to relieve myself, you keep an eye out, Iâll be right back." She clutched her stomach and hurried toward the back.