The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

Chapter 2093 - 2095: Sooner or Later, You Reap What You Sow

"Don’t you think so?" Mu Shaoling exclaimed in surprise, "She’s going to cut off someone’s lineage, and you’re not stopping her?"

Ye Zi’an glanced at him, rubbed his forehead somewhat helplessly, "Why are you yelling? You gave her the medicine. You’re complicit in helping the wicked, so why are you complaining? You gave her the medicine, yet you’re still whining about it?"

Mu Shaoling was at a loss for words and muttered, "She asked me for it, so was I supposed to refuse? Besides, I only gave her the medicine, I didn’t tell her to do anything bad. I thought you would stop her."

"Why should I stop her?" Ye Zi’an raised his eyelids slightly, "In the world, what goes around comes around. Anyone planning harm should understand the consequences of their actions."

After a long pause, Mu Shaoling reluctantly said, "Then this way, isn’t she just like Madam of Prime Minister? What’s the difference between them?"

"Shut up!" Yang Chuxia, who was listening impatiently, said, "You’ve known me for a while. I’ve never claimed to be a good person, but I’m not like them either. At least the difference is, I never harm others first. When I harm someone, it’s usually because they harmed me or my family and friends first, don’t you understand?"

"No wonder Dongyang is dissatisfied with your handling of the Mu Family’s second branch." Yang Chuxia said with a smirk, "When did you become so kind-hearted? This isn’t like you at all."

She recalled Mu Shaofeng mentioning before that Mu Shaoling was quite brutal and not at all a gentle person.

Hearing this, Mu Shaoling shrugged, "Alright, I didn’t say anything."

He thought to himself that people can change. Ever since he had children, he found himself becoming much softer.

"Shall I accompany you tonight?" Ye Zi’an placed a white piece down without lifting his head and said.

"No need, I can go by myself."

Yang Chuxia waved her hand and added, "Can you help me send Old Third Chen’s two children out of the Capital City, so the Prime Minister’s family won’t find them and cause trouble?"

Ye Zi’an smiled, "Don’t worry, they have already been sent away."

Listening to their conversation, Mu Shaoling said to Ye Zi’an, "You’re really something. Xiaxia says east, you don’t say west. She wants to kill, you hand her the knife and even ask if she needs help? Let me remind you, you’re not who you used to be now. Many in the Great Zhou are waiting to catch you out. This kind of thing, just have someone else do it. Why do you two need to go personally? If you get caught, isn’t that putting the Emperor in a difficult position?"

"Relax, relax!" Yang Chuxia waved her hand, "I can handle it myself. It’s not easy for anyone to catch me. Besides, if I can do this myself, I won’t let others know. The more people who know, the greater the risk."

Saying this, she ignored the two and left the study room.

At night, dressed in black, Yang Chuxia darted across the rooftops, finally arriving at a large estate with five courtyards.

It was now late at night, and only a few places in the estate still had candlelight flickering.

Occasionally, a few guards patrolled past.

Yang Chuxia thought to herself, surprisingly, the guards at the Prime Minister’s Mansion are quite strict, much more so than at the Luo Residence.

Originally, Yang Chuxia intended to capture a guard to ask the way to the young miss’s courtyard, but before she could move, she saw a person in a black cloak rushing from afar.

Yang Chuxia found it strange and when the person got closer, she realized it was the Prime Minister himself.