The Poison Elder passed away the year before he went to the military camp, and ultimately did not see him grow up.
He was an awkward and arrogant old man but cared deeply for him.
With no children of his own, he spent his last years at Prince Anâs Mansion, never experiencing the desolation of old age, and his funeral was also arranged with the help of his mother.
After paying respects to the Poison Elder and staying to chat for a while, Ye Haoyang descended from the mountain.
Just as he reached halfway down, he heard some noises.
Looking down from afar, it seemed like a carriage was being robbed.
He hesitated whether to go down and help, when unexpectedly, the people in the carriage came out.
Moreover, they were two women, which piqued his interest. He walked forward a little, then stopped.
Only then did he realize that the woman was familiar; one wore a veil, and the other did not, but he had seen them before.
"Miss, we should arrive at the Capital City before noon."
"Mm," Mu Huaen responded blandly.
"Miss, letâs rent a courtyard in the Capital City instead of going to an inn. I promise you, my cooking will be better than the pharmaciesâ.
Actually, the maid Zhuanâer was thinking that renting their own courtyard would mean having a kitchen, where she could prepare many supplements for the Miss.
"Alright, Iâll listen to you."
As the master and servant were speaking, a few harsh voices sounded from outside.
"Stop, all of you stop!"
"Where did this carriage come from, donât you know the rules?"
"Exactly, passing through here without knowing to stop and pay a protection fee? Simply outrageous."
A group of about ten people emerged from the grass beside them.
"Scoundrels, under the Emperorâs feet, how dare you openly collect protection fees?" The coachman dismounted and argued with the men, showing no fear despite being outnumbered.
"So what if itâs under the Emperorâs feet?" the leader responded, "Do you know who we are?"
"Exactly, we have backing," said one with a rat-like appearance, sneering, "Weâre here under the guidance of Young Master Situ San, to protect merchants and commoners passing through. There are countless wild beasts on these mountains and hidden bandits. We risk our lives to protect travelers, shouldnât you all be grateful and give us some silver?"
"Crying âstop thief,â" Mu Huaenâs voice rang, "Being robbers themselves and talking about guarding against bandits. Protection turned into robbery? And if there are wild beasts nearby, why havenât they devoured you few?"
Upon hearing a womanâs voice inside, the crowdâs eyes lit up.
"Is there a woman?"
"Yes, yes, her voice sounds so nice. She must look good too, why donât we... hehe..." The voice was lecherous, the expression even more vomit-inducing.
"Eldest, letâs not waste words, letâs play with the little beauty?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Huaen leapt down from the carriage.
With a graceful figure, though veiled, her eyes shone like stars. A person with such beautiful eyes must not look bad.
"Eldest, itâs a beauty!"
The leader grinned, "Weâre in for a treat today."
Saying this, he took two steps forward, seemingly wanting to lift Mu Huaenâs veil.
Mu Huaen stepped back.
"You little..." the leader opened his mouth, wanting to curse.
Unexpectedly, Mu Huaen coldly smiled, "Want to see what I look like? Iâll let you see, then."