"Of course, I'm sure!"
Mu Niancheng, shrewd and cunning, squinted his eyes and appraised Qi Yunqiao, nodding secretly.
"What are you looking at?" Qi Yunqiao got angry the moment she saw his expression, "I knew you were a scoundrel."
"Otherwise, I'll go shout at the gate of Prince An's Mansion. I think it's more fitting there. After all, Prince An's Mansion is in the inner city, and if I start shouting, the ones who hear it will be the gentry. Losing face in the gentry circle is even more humiliating than among the commoners."
Qi Yunqiao scrutinized him, "What kind of mischief are you plotting?"
"No mischief, just an apology."
"Alright, that works!" Qi Yunqiao thought for a moment and nodded, "Tomorrow at noon, you must shout, or you're finished."
"Alright!"
After hearing their conversation, Ye Haoyang clapped his hands, "All done talking? Can we leave now?"
"Ah, Cousin, how did you get in here?"
