Yang Xiayun envied Yang Chuxia's departure from the Capital City, and Commandery Princess Dongyang was also quite envious.
"Why don't we go to Funan too?"
"I'm not going!" Mu Shaoling shook his head, thinking that if he went to Funan, the Emperor would be really hard to please.
"You're really not going?" Commandery Princess Dongyang snorted, "If you're not going, I'll take Huarong and Huaen over. What's so good about the Capital City? It's boring to death, either visiting this house or that house, talking about nothing but fancy clothes and jewelry, it's so uninteresting."
"Hey, don't 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 I'll go by myself!"
"Why are you so stubborn?" Mu Shaoling was at his wit's end, "Yang Chuxia is going home, what are you going for?"
"I want to live together with Xiaxia," Dongyang hummed, "It's interesting to hang out with her."
