"..." Mu Shaoling looked at him and felt a sudden throbbing pain in his head. This mother and son pair truly had no equal.
Upon hearing this, Commandery Princess Dongyang chuckled heartily.
"We haven't decided when to return yet."
"Is that so?" Yang Chuxia said with a tinge of disappointment, "I was thinking, if you were planning to return to the Capital City, we could travel together. Brother An and I agreed that after Qingrui gets married, we are going to Shandong, so if we could accompany each other on the road, it would be nice to have someone to rely on."
"Why don't you go after the New Year? The child is still so young," Commandery Princess Dongyang remarked.
"Tsk, you think she wants to go? It must be Ye Zi'an's doing—that guy is good for nothing, acting like he can't live without his wife."
Yang Chuxia really wanted to ask him, can you leave your wife? It's been so long since Dongyang gave birth, why haven't you scurried back to the Capital City?
