Yang Xiayun envied Yang Chuxiaâs departure from the Capital City, and Commandery Princess Dongyang was also quite envious.
"Why donât we go to Funan too?"
"Iâm not going!" Mu Shaoling shook his head, thinking that if he went to Funan, the Emperor would be really hard to please.
"Youâre really not going?" Commandery Princess Dongyang snorted, "If youâre not going, Iâll take Huarong and Huaen over. Whatâs so good about the Capital City? Itâs boring to death, either visiting this house or that house, talking about nothing but fancy clothes and jewelry, itâs so uninteresting."
"Hey, donât take my darling daughters away." Mu Shaoling was unhappy, "That godforsaken place Funan, how can my daughters live in such a place? No way, definitely not."
"Then Iâll go by myself!"
"Why are you so stubborn?" Mu Shaoling was at his witâs end, "Yang Chuxia is going home, what are you going for?"
"I want to live together with Xiaxia," Dongyang hummed, "Itâs interesting to hang out with her."
"No, youâre not allowed to go! If you really went, Ye Ziâan would probably hate you. Those two are deeply in love, what would you be going there for?"
"Why shouldnât I go?"
"..."
On the first day of the new year, the two were constantly bickering.
"Bang..." Suddenly the sound of something overturning came, and the couple turned their heads to find the twin sisters staring at them.
While Mu Niancheng was holding a few bottles, sniffing them incessantly, "You two are really noisy!" In front of him was the overturned table.
Finding them stopped, he raised his head, "If youâre not done arguing, go outside to argue, and if youâre done, help me put the table back."
"Geez!"
Whoâs the boss here anyway? Giving orders with such ease, not the slightest fear in his heart?
"Why is helping with the table taking you so long?" He hadnât moved yet, and Mu Niancheng was already dissatisfied, "If you donât hurry, I wonât be able to hold onto these bottles, and if they fall, this redwood table will be ruined."
At his words, Dongyang quickly stepped forward and set the table upright, saying, "Chengcheng, canât you change this habit? Donât always research poisons everywhere, it could end up being deadly."
"Exactly, thereâs a perfectly good pharmacy you donât use, but you insist on playing around us, anyone would think youâre trying to poison your family here."
Mu Niancheng said with a calm face, "Donât worry, if I were to poison you, I wouldnât use these treasures, a single pill would suffice."
"Pfft..." Mu Shaoling deeply felt that he would be angered to death.
"Oh, by the way, didnât you say you were going to Funan? Go, go then." Mu Niancheng waved his hand, "Youâre really annoying to have around here, best take these two little lovestruck fools with you. They never go out to look at other familiesâ handsome men, what are they staring at me, their own brother, for? Ridiculous!"
After finishing, he took the bottles and left.
Mu Huarongâs mouth trembled, and after a while she said, "I was clearly staring at his bottles." The bottles seemed to be made of jade.
Mu Huaen nodded, "I was staring at him, just worried heâd accidentally spill the contents of the bottles and poison me," after all, her poison skills werenât as good as her brotherâs.
"..."
Mu Shaoling looked upwards at a forty-five degree angle, full of sadness, why were his children all so abnormal?
Meanwhile, Ye Ziâan and Yang Chuxia were on the road, completely unaware of the irritation their departure had caused people back in the Capital City.
"We should be able to reach Shandong by Lantern Festival, right?"
"As long as it doesnât snow from now on, weâll definitely reach Shandong by Lantern Festival."