Yang Chuxia walked two steps closer, and indeed, she smelled the strong alcohol on him.
"How much have you drunk?"
"I’ve had quite a few glasses." Ye Zi’an said, and leaned his head against her shoulder.
Yang Chuxia pinched her nose from the strong smell of alcohol and pushed him away.
Ye Zi’an grumbled discontentedly, "My lady is really delicate. What’s wrong with the alcohol smell? It’s not a stinky smell."
"It’s the stinky smell of alcohol."
"Nonsense!" Ye Zi’an glared. After glaring, he approached Yang Chuxia again and grinned, "My lady, let me give you a kiss."
"Stay away from me, I won’t let you kiss me with that stinky alcohol smell."
"My lady, dear my lady, just one kiss, only one." Seeing her about to turn around and go back to the room, Ye Zi’an hurriedly caught her.
Yang Chuxia raised her eyebrows when she heard his whining voice, "Drunk?"
"No, I’m not drunk." After saying that, he tried to hug Yang Chuxia again, "My lady, let me kiss you, please."
After hearing this sentence, Yang Chuxia thought he must be drunk, otherwise, he wouldn’t show such behavior nor expose his bedroom manners.
However, his words in the beginning sounded quite normal.
Yang Chuxia looked at him doubtfully and noticed the smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. Alright, this guy was pretending to be drunk.
"Enough with the act, hurry into the room. Your father will be looking for you soon. No more drinking later, have Li Wen change your drinks."
"Hehe, my lady has sharp eyes." No longer able to keep up the act, Ye Zi’an stood straight up. But before turning to enter the room, he managed to steal a quick kiss and grinned, "My lady smells so good! I don’t stink at all."
The sight of him was like that of a cat that had stolen a piece of fish, making her both amused and exasperated.
However, at this moment, Ye Zi’an wasn’t really drunk. But after the guests left, she found that her son Xiao’an was actually drunk.
Xiao’an was quite good at holding his liquor; when he was drunk, he would just sleep, neither vomiting nor making a fuss. Yang Chuxia had someone help him to his room, and only after washing him did she consider it settled.
Another day passed, and the Baiyun Troupe invited by Yang Chuxia arrived at Yangshu Village, setting up a stage at the entrance of the Yang Family. The lively scene had people thinking that it was the New Year’s celebration.
It was said that Baiyun Troupe had come up with two new plays, which delighted the villagers even more. The villagers of Yangshu Village weren’t as ignorant as they used to be. In recent years, the Yang family had invited troupes to perform plays during each New Year celebration, making the villagers quite knowledgeable about good plays. Now that they heard about new plays, they were even more excited.
However, facing this scene, Old Yang felt a bit unhappy.
After contemplating for a while, he decided to find Yang Chuxia.
At this moment, Yang Chuxia wasn’t watching the play outside but reading a booklet brought back by Fugui at home.
"Master, you came?" Seeing Old Yang coming by himself, Yang Chuxia couldn’t help but feel puzzled.
After Old Yang sat down, he said, "Granddaughter, I came to ask you something."
"Brother An told me that the person who replaced him for the exam was from the Mu Family, specifically, Mu Shaowei, the cousin of Divine Doctor Mu. Is that correct?"
"Yes, it’s him." Yang Chuxia nodded.
Old Yang took a puff of his dry cigarette and continued, "Is Mu Shaowei’s maternal family, the Shi family, engaged in business?"
"Yes, they are a well-known business family in the prefecture. I heard they also do business with the royal court, but after this incident, they couldn’t continue the business as it was taken back."
After listening, Old Yang fell into deep thought for a while before saying, "Girl, do you remember your grandmother and I told you that we used to work for a prominent family in the prefecture?"
"I remember!" How could she forget such a thing?