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Mu Rousang's moved tears rolled back and forth in her eyes. She took a deep breath and said coquettishly: "You're the one who said that. When the time comes, you're not allowed to get annoyed."

Yang Zixuan enjoyed the time he spent alone with her, and joked: "I say, my wife, shouldn't you brew more Peach Blossom Wine? At that time, it would be convenient for you to hold a banquet at home, while it would be convenient for your husband. How about it? "

"Ah pei, good, so you came for the wine? And you think it's for me? "

Mu Rousang pouted, but in her heart she was as sweet as honey, this was what people often said, women all liked to say what was wrong, whether it was right or wrong, whether it was right or wrong.

Yang Zixuan bent like a crescent moon, he extended his hand and pulled her into his embrace, and laughed: "So it turns out that my husband is still not diligent enough! Looks like my husband has been busy with foreign affairs these days, and has neglected the beautiful wife of my family.

Mu Rousang's face immediately turned red, she had long forgotten about the previous question.

"AHH!" Put me down! "

Yang Zixuan lifted her up, and patted her little butt a few times. Un! He was very flexible as he laughed and said, "I'm not letting you go. My wife, have you eaten or slept recently? Or eaten since you've woken up?"

"You want to say I'm fat? "Hmm?" Mu Rousang stretched out her little claws and pinched his back.

Mu Rousang's face immediately turned red, she had long forgotten about the previous question.

"AHH!" Put me down! "

Yang Zixuan lifted her up, and patted her little butt a few times. Un! He was very flexible as he laughed and said, "I'm not letting you go. My wife, have you eaten or slept recently? Or eaten since you've woken up?"

"You want to say I'm fat? "Hmm?" Mu Rousang stretched out her little claws and pinched his back.

Yang Zixuan cried out in pain, then said: "You are the one who is wrong, your husband is praising you, but can't you hear me?"

"Praise me?" Mu Rousang was lured away to pay attention, when he accidentally carried Mu Rousang to bed, cough!

Yang Zixuan rolled along with her to the shop, and only then did he answer: "Of course, the feeling is good, hmm, let your husband see if you have grown a little bit more in front of you."

Mu Rousang laughed and scolded, "Damn it, I hate it! Haha, it's itchy!"

Outside the house, the osmanthus trees quietly swayed their branches, shyly sprouting tiny flower buds among the leaves, waiting for the right moment to drift ten miles away.

On the morning of the second day, Yang Zixuan got up from the bed with a refreshed expression. Hmm, he was extremely satisfied with the interest he had received last night, but he was in a hurry to make the plans so that he could please his wife.

Mu Rousang had only woken up that day at noon, of course this matter could not be hidden from the Matriarch Yang. After she secretly received the news, he said: "The young ones are indeed stronger, tsk tsk, my grandson is not worse than his grandfather. Sigh, I wonder when this old granny will be able to carry an important grandson."

Han Xiang looked up into the sky speechlessly, could she pretend that she did not hear anything?

Han Xiang, go back and pick up two bags of nests and send them over, saying that they're for me to help them heal their bodies. Sigh, it's a pity that Zi Zhi has been spoiled by his mother's teachings again, so this eldest wife is also a petty person. "

Han Xiang replied, "Eldest Young Lady and Third Young Madam are used to being on the surface. Does Matriarch want to say that this house is going to disperse?"

Yes, I was still thinking that if I could live to see five generations of fellow students, it would be too bad. Unfortunately, this old woman is willing, but the younger generation will not comply with her wishes, and they have their own plans. Forget it, I will let them cause a ruckus, but in the end, we will part ways.

Matriarch Yang was indeed worthy of being the shrewdest person in the house, she had long seen through Su Waner's petty tricks, but she could not move nor express his stance, all the money that he earned from Su Waner was given to the Yang family's next generation grandsons.

Han Xiang felt the helplessness and loneliness in her words and replied, "This will save me the trouble of the matriarch. I think that next year, the Third Young Master will leave Hanlin House and move out to open his own residence.

Matriarch Yang was moved as he smiled: "But she is Xuan'er's official wife and I am the Prince Zhong's Mansion's matriarch. Even if I were to stay there, I would only be for two to three days.

Han Xiang could only console her.

Actually, from the moment Su Waner started selling her businesses, Matriarch Yang had been on guard. Later on, she sent people to secretly investigate, only to discover that not only did the two houses of Master Yang and the Third Master of Yang want to split up, even the third generation's eldest young master wanted to split up. It could be imagined how uncomfortable it was for Matriarch Yang to feel reluctant to part from him, so he did not investigate further.

In the blink of an eye, another three or five days passed, and rumors started to spread around back street, most probably from an unknown source, saying that there were people who had seen the Prince Zhong's Mansion secretly selling his family's older brother's property, and what was strange was that although the imperial government was very uneasy, it did not affect the Tian Village's income, thus, the people in the back street secretly made inquiries through various channels, and also communicated with their relatives.

Thus, this matter had finally reached Yang Junyi and Yang Junhui's ears. After they paid their respects to their ancestors in the middle of July, the families of the two families, which carried an imposing manner, moved out directly towards the Old Lord's residence.

That day, Mu Rousang just so happened to have steamed the smooth and tender egg soup, thinking that this thing was very suitable for Matriarch Yang, who had bad teeth, he personally dripped some perfume oil on it and added it with scallion flowers, then called the little girl to bring it to Matriarch Yang.

Han Xiang was sitting on the porch right now, directing the lass to pluck the grass. Seeing that she had arrived, she immediately shouted out, "Matriarch, the Third Young Madam has sent you some food."

Mu Rousang laughed and joked: "You are a sharp-eyed person, is Grandmother in the house?"

"She's here, I was wondering why Third Young Madam was so busy these few days, and why didn't you come to take a look. If you don't come today, I'm afraid that she will send someone to call for you tomorrow."

Han Xiang walked out from the corridor and down the stairs to welcome them.

Mu Rousang laughed: "Isn't this the busiest time in July? The manor has too many things to handle and these few days I have been so busy that my feet don't even touch the ground. Only today did I find some time to visit Grandmother."

He then walked out of the main hall and bowed to her before smiling, "Third Young Madam, Matriarch please come in quickly. Han Xiang, the matriarch has spoken and told you not to hold Third Young Madam back, she's still waiting for you to eat!"

Mu Rousang pursed her lips and laughed, then turned to Han Xiang and said: "I'll go see Grandma first."

Han Xiang quickly accompanied her into the house of the Matriarch Yang.

"Grandmother, quickly, what delicious food did Sun's daughter-in-law make for you?" Just as he entered the main hall, Mu Rousang's crisp voice came out from the house.

"Hmph, do you still remember an old woman like me?" Matriarch Yang's complaints came from the inner hall behind the screen.

Mu Rousang secretly snorted. Well, her grandmother wanted to act like a junior again.

"Grandmother, how could Sun's daughter-in-law not remember? It's just that you have been busy with the matters of the manor for the past few days, and have not been allowed to come and see Grandmother. Today, you made the chicken egg soup that you love to eat while you were busy with your work, who would have known that you would not have a nose or eyes for Sun's daughter-in-law, and Grandmother would not be happy if you gave the egg soup to that little fellow Ru Cheng."

"Come back!" Matriarch Yang shouted anxiously in the inner hall, but found that his voice was too loud, and wanted to cover it up as he said: "I saw that it's not easy for you to cook in such a hot day, so I decided to take a bite or two!"

Mu Rousang lowered her head, covered her mouth with the handkerchief and laughed softly. With that said, she took the plate from the little girl behind him and personally gave it to Matriarch Yang.

Matriarch Yang opened the pot and saw two fresh prawns and a piece of lentinus edodes placed in the middle of the egg soup. There was also some soy sauce on top and some tender green onions scattered on top.

"Mm, this looks pretty good." He then took a silver spoon and put it in his mouth. He smiled and said, "The taste is still better when you make it."

Mu Rousang pursed her lips and laughed, she did not dare to reply, for there was a spatial water in the steamed egg, the taste was even worse than normal.

Xia Chan listened and replied seriously, "Our young mistress has boiled the rice oil with the jade-green rice first, and when the oil is cold enough, she will add it into the egg and mix it well, then cook it in a pot and steam. The water is the best mountain spring water, and the rice is the best Jadeite Rice that our young mistress has ever planted in our house, which is this chicken that is also fed with the jade-green rice's rice bran."

Matriarch Yang had long known that his Sansun's daughter-in-law was rich. He never thought that a small delicacy would be so particular, not to mention that it was not worse than the rich Owner Mother in the capital.

Matriarch Yang was eating happily, he did not expect his eldest son Yang Junyi to bring his wife, Young's disease, as well as his two bastard son s, Yang Zisi and Yang Ziming.

Also here came Matriarch Yang's son, Yang Junhui's son, his eldest son, Yang Zijie, and his son, Yang Jiner.

Young's was normally a talkative person, but once he entered the door, he humbly knelt in front of Matriarch Yang and sobbed: "Mother, please make the decision!"

"That's right, mother. Our family has been almost destroyed by that wicked person, and our Prince Zhong's Mansion's signboard is still hanging on the door lintel. Our family will be destroyed by that despicable person from its roots."

Yang Junhui was anxious to the point that his mouth had bubbles on it ever since he knew that Su Waner had secretly sold his business. He could not hold it in, so he came to Matriarch Yang a long time ago to find out more about the business.

It was likely that Yang Zixuan had handed over these so-called weakness to the two brothers. Otherwise, with the means of the two, if Mu Rousang did not look down on the two of them, even if she gave them a hundred years, they would not be able to find out the reason behind it just by thinking about it.

The Matriarch Yang put down the silver spoon reluctantly. Sigh, what a pity that such a good food was served, why did these people have no eyes at all?

Thus, the Matriarch Yang was unhappy, and asked with a sullen face: "All of you come in here and shout for help, tell me clearly who's in charge."