Hua Yanxi had no choice but to swallow the words when they reached her lips.
Her foster mother looked gentle and gentle, but she was quick and decisive in speaking and doing things. Seeing that she was in high spirits, Hua Yanxi stopped refuting.
"Is Mr. Yang Ge here? I'll check him again when I have time."
"Okay, he doesn't know you're here yet. He should be practicing calligraphy in the study now, and occasionally writing some notes and passing them to the palace. If it weren't for the fact that he needs to cultivate his body, he would probably go to the palace and continue to work hard.
As I get older, I can’t sit still, and it just so happens that you’re here to talk about him,” Yang Qin said with a chuckle.
The two of them arrived outside the study room, and the servant was waiting at the door. He saw them about to say hello, but Yang Qin stretched out his hand to stop them.
The boy understood, pretended not to notice, and walked away silently.
The two women walked softly and quietly entered the study.
I saw Mr. Yang Ge writing a memorial in front of the desk, his brows furrowed.
Yang Qin took the lead to step forward, picked up the unfinished memorial, and said to Mr. Yang Ge: "I must have caught you now. What did I say? You are not allowed to handle official business anymore. How did you follow me?"
I promise?"
Yang Ge felt guilty for a moment and was about to beg for mercy. After seeing Hua Yanxi behind his daughter, he immediately sat upright and coughed lightly: "You are already a mother, and you are still acting like this!"
Mr. Yang Ge had been immersed in official circles for decades. He had a very dignified face and looked very bluffing. At least Hua Yanxi thought he was angry.
Who knows, Yang Qin didn't buy it at all, and continued to scold: "You are already a grandfather and will soon be a great-grandfather, but you don't care about yourself so much. Who are you fooling around with? If you do this again, don't blame me for turning around and telling eldest brother and the others to just kill me."
You are under house arrest in your bedroom."
Mr. Yang Ge touched his nose and said, "Isn't this okay? Why are you so fierce?"
"It's not you who has the final say on what happens, Yan Xi, show him." Yang Qin said, turning back and winking at Hua Yanxi.
Hua Yanxi stepped forward: "Mr. Yang Ge, let me review it for you."
Mr. Yang Ge suddenly smiled and said: "What do you call Mr. Ge? I call you grandpa."
"grandfather."
"Come and check, check carefully, and let your adoptive mother know that I am in good health, even better than in the past few years." Mr. Yang Ge said, and raised his neck towards his daughter.
Hua Yanxi smiled coquettishly, stepped forward to examine him, and asked about his usual diet and daily life.
Seeing that Hua Yanxi's expression was as usual, Mr. Yang Ge said proudly to his daughter: "You still don't believe in your daughter's medical skills? I'm completely healed now. It doesn't matter even if I go out for a couple of runs."
After saying that, he said to Hua Yanxi: "Yan Xi, do you think so?"
Hua Yanxi: "..."
What should she say? Whether it's a good thing or a bad thing, it's very uncomfortable to be caught in the middle.
After thinking for a while, Hua Yanxi finally said: "You are recovering well, but after all, you have undergone major surgery, and your body is different from before. You can't worry too much about it and affect your recovery."
Upon hearing this, Yang Qin immediately said: "Did you hear that? Please follow the doctor's instructions, do you understand?"
Mr. Yang Ge immediately lost his face: "Then wait until I finish solving the current issues and then rest at the head office?"
Yang Qin was about to refuse when he heard Mr. Yang Ge say seriously: "This time the envoys from Southern Xinjiang sent to congratulate must have impure intentions. If we don't make arrangements in advance, I'm always worried that something will happen."
Hua Yanxi's expression changed when she heard the word "Southern Xinjiang": "People from Southern Xinjiang want to come to Dachu?"