At this moment, Xique, Bailu, Wuhen, and Huji all summoned their mounts.
Although Ghost Face was full of complaints, he still obediently lay down.
Shang Xiye, carrying his little wife, was about to leap onto the back of the ghost-faced creature, ready to lead everyone on their way.
Behind him came Wang An's panting voice: "Wait a minute... huff... sister, brother-in-law, wait, wait for me!"
"Xiao Anzi, what brings you here?" Ji Fengyao heard Wang An's voice and temporarily got out of Shang Xiye's arms.
Shang Xiye felt his arms suddenly empty, his brows furrowed slightly, and he cast a somewhat unfriendly glance at Wang An.
This kid is getting better and better at calling me "sister" and "brother-in-law" now!
That's fine.
But this guy is always trying to steal his wife's attention, and this kind of thing can't be tolerated!
Wang An ran breathlessly until he finally arrived.
Suddenly meeting Shang Xiye's sinister gaze, he felt a chill run down his spine and almost fainted.
What happened to him?
Is it possible that my brother-in-law is still angry about the incident where his father caused a scene at the Prince's Mansion that day?
Since it was his father who caused the trouble, it would be wise to temporarily distance ourselves from him.
"Sister, I'll go with you. I can't be bothered with that stubborn old man, Dad," Wang An said in a rather ingratiating manner, decisively betraying his own father.
Anyone who didn't know better would think he was going to sever his father-son relationship with Wang Bingyao.
Shang Xiye: "..."
Lord Wang still spoils you too much;
If you were my son, you wouldn't live past the age of three and would be beaten to death!
"You cannot go to Cangzhou," Shang Xiye coldly refused.
"No, why? My father is my father, and I am me; brother-in-law, you can't take your anger out on me just because my father is possessed by a demon!" Wang An said anxiously, turning to Ji Fengyao, "The sins of the descendants should not be visited upon them, sister, don't you agree?"
Wang Anzui is just as good as her brother.
Ji Fengyao couldn't bear to look at Wang An's words and said, "It is indeed not advisable for you to go to Cangzhou now."
Upon hearing this, Shang Xiye couldn't help but smile.
Wang An's face fell completely: "Why? If you all leave, Kyoto will become the domain of those bastards; if I stay in Kyoto to do business, they'll definitely devour me until there's nothing left. Sister, do you think I'm not good enough or my cultivation is insufficient, and you're afraid that I'll be a burden to you if I stay with you?"
"You really don't care about the lives of your father, your mother, and your whole family?" Ji Fengyao said with exasperation, standing on tiptoe and giving Wang An a sharp rap on the forehead.
Wang An was completely bewildered by the beating: "I'm just going my own way, what's it to them? My father is an official of the court, holding an important position, even the emperor can't just kill him like that."
"You killed officials from three dynasties, does your father have a harder head than others?" Shang Xiye retorted coldly.
Wang An was rendered speechless by Shang Xiye's single sentence.
Ji Fengyao reached out and patted his shoulder again, gently advising, "Sometimes, people can't just think about their own wishes. They also need to learn to respect the wishes of their family members. They need to be tolerant and caring towards each other. That's what makes us a family."
Give your father some time. Wait until the situation in the capital stabilizes, or until your father decides to go to Cangzhou. Then you can come again. Cangzhou will always welcome you. The Prince and I will always be your support and family.
“But our business…” Wang An’s face scrunched up like a bitter gourd.
Those shameless, dim-witted women from the Queen's faction have been practically robbing shops openly lately;
Many limited-edition and seasonal rouges and perfumes were snapped up by them.
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