"Hehe. You should just go to the Capital. You can even help Daoist Zhan there."
"Wherever you are, that's where I'll be." Zeng Hongling said the same as always.
"Wouldn't I just be affecting the feelings between you and your husband?" Yuanyuan really felt uncomfortable. They were a couple, and she was just a third wheel; it felt so awkward.
"How could that be? With the three of us working together, we can definitely get better things. Besides, Yuanyuan, you did say you wanted to see the grassland.
We also have to gather ginseng, so many things to do, how could we just stay in the Capital."
"You do think far ahead." Yuanyuan teased her friend.
"How could I not think far ahead? I'm coming back in three years. In the future, not only the Zeng Family but also the Yang Family, I can't just leave on a whim."
The aroma of meat pies wafted out, and Yang Liulang came into the kitchen, both men busy taking dishes outside.
