Everyone else in the room couldnāt stop laughing.
"Whatās everyone laughing at?" Yangyang touched his head, "Doesnāt this nickname sound good?"
"Itās so tacky." Lele critiqued, "Sounds like the name of a bandit chief."
Upon hearing that the nickname he worked so hard to come up with was disliked like that, Yangyang wasnāt having it.
"I like this nickname, and in the future, youāll all call me by this name."
"Fine, weāll all call you that." Yang Xiayun was the first to give in, "Ye Batian!"
Yang Chuxia couldnāt help but cover her ears.
That evening, when he told Ye Ziāan about it, Ye Ziāan casually remarked, "You asked us to call you that, so we will, but make sure you donāt regret it. Even if you do, we wonāt change back."
Yangyang raised both hands to promise that he would never regret it.
However, years later, Prince Anās Mansion would often hear Yangyang shouting, "Beautiful Dad, Dear Dad, can you not call me that?"
Ye Ziāan still casually replied, "Itās per your request that Iām calling you this way."
Yang Xiayun and Luo Linhao left the Capital City early the next morning, with Ye Ziāan and others seeing them off.
At the same time, the Prince of Yueluo Kingdom and Luo Linfei also departed.
First Madam Luo also came to see off Luo Linfei.
Yang Chuxia noticed that in a short period, First Madam Luo had aged considerably with deep sunken eyes and a dull gaze.
She clutched Luo Linfei sobbing, yet Luo Linfei appeared expressionless, vaguely annoyed, "Mother, donāt cry anymore. The two nations are stable now, and there will be a chance to return. You donāt have to worry about me. Just remember the things I told you before."
"Mother knows."
Yesterday, Luo Linfei had told her to find a way to repair the relationship with Prince Anās Mansion and the State Duke of Defenseās residence. If it couldnāt be repaired, at least donāt treat them as enemies.
First Madam Luo agreed to everything.
Yang Xiayun also said goodbye to Ms.Wang, giving many instructions before getting on the carriage to leave.
After Yang Xiayun and Luo Linhao went south, March quickly came, and Ms.Wang and Yang Dachuan packed their things to return to Funan.
Yang Chuxia initially wanted to send them to Yunzhou Prefecture or Cangzhou, but Ms.Wang didnāt want to live under the same roof with her daughter-in-law every day, believing that distance makes the heart fonder while proximity breeds contempt; living together daily would easily attract criticism.
Yang Chuxia had no choice but to respect her wishes and have them sent back to their hometown.
"Sigh, life is so boring!" The twins had attended Shaoling School since the beginning of the year, practicing martial arts every morning and evening, and attending classes during the day.
But the lessons at school were too simple; Lele could still sit quietly and listen, but Yangyang couldnāt, nodding off in class. The teachers, knowing their special status, dared not discipline them.
One day, during a school holiday, Yangyang emerged from practicing martial arts, then spent two hours reading, and afterwards had nothing to do, wandering around the mansion like a headless fly, complaining of boredom.
"Is it really that boring?" The Old Poison Man asked, reclining against a tree.
"Of course itās boring." Yangyang said, supporting his chin, "Itās not as fun as running around outside."
"Want to go running outside? Thatās easy." The Old Poison Man thought for a moment and suggested, "Why donāt we sneak out?"
"Donāt even think about it! Uncle Shaoling told you to take good care of yourself."
"Nonsense!" The Old Poison Man retorted, "Iām in perfect health. Staying in your house all this time has made me even stronger than before."