"I donât want to play, you play by yourself."
"Oh!"
Baili Yan glanced at this brat twice again, asking tentatively, "Are you and Prince Le really, really close?"
Suddenly recalling the negotiations, they seemed to have considered this bratâs influence, and now thereâs a demand for a gold medal. If they were truly that close, the drugging incident wouldnât be as simple as it appeared.
"Him?" Yangyangâs mind already spun several times. Why would Uncle be asking this? However, recalling his motherâs advice, he said, "Not really close. Doesnât he always like to kidnap me? Heâs taken me to several of his bases. Also, heâs quite odd, always wanting me to be his son."
Ah, Baili Han also wanted to make him his son, and now asks for a gold medal. Seems like he really treats this kid as his own!
"What bases?"
"Places where people are trained," replied Yangyang. "Thereâs one in Liao City. Should Uncle send someone to destroy it?"
"No need, there shouldnât be anyone there now."
Baili Yan thought even if there were people, it canât be eradicated now.
"Oh" Yangyang nodded, stopped talking, continuing to play with the cricket in his hands.
After Baili Yan left, his eyes glistened; trying to get me to spill? No way!
"Mom, when are we going back to the capital?" Thinking it over, he yelled while running back to the courtyard with the cricket.
"Probably in just a few days." Yang Chuxia glanced at him, saying, "Why, is there something to tell Mom?"
Yangyang then narrated his encounter with Baili Yan. "Mom, why did he try to test me?"
"Maybe something Prince Le said during the negotiations today."
"Really? He sold me out?" Yangyangâs eyes rounded instantly.
"Not likely sold you out."
"No way, I need to ask." Yangyang turned to run outside, but Yang Chuxia swiftly grabbed his collar and pulled him back, "Have you lost it? What will you ask, isnât this just confirming to others that youâre close to him?"
"Momâs right."
"Relax, weâre returning to the capital soon. Heâll come to see you."
"Thatâs good. Iâll ask for the antidote for Old Poison while Iâm at it."
Mentioning Baili Han, Yang Chuxia thought of Yang Dongxueâs unresolved issue, and said to Yangyang, "I remember Old Poison knows medicine too, right?"
"Yes."
"Yangyang, can you do Mom a favor?"
"Sure, Mom, tell me." Yangyang is thrilled to help his mother.
So Yang Chuxia explains, asking Old Poison for a favor, to investigate if Baili Han is really infertile.
"Oh my goodness!" Yangyang was stunned after hearing this, "That explains why he always wants me to be his son, so thatâs why."
"Will Old Poison help with this favor?"
"He will, he wouldnât dare not help." Yangyang said cheekily, "If he doesnât help, Iâll pull on his beard."
Yang Chuxia wasnât mistaken; the day before they left Mo City, he came, and in a very open manner, although without bringing a ceremonial team.
"What are you here for?" Mu Shaoling never had a good impression of this man.
"After all, weâre fellow townsmen. Is there a problem if I come to see you off?"
"Pfft..." Mu Shaoling wiped the water at the edge of his mouth, staring wide-eyed at the masked person in front of him.
What an odd one, even using the âfellow townsmenâ line.
"Arenât you afraid of being discovered like this?"
Baili Han shot him a glance, eyes as if looking at an idiot.
"Whatâs there to be discovered?" Removing the mask, underneath was an entirely different face.