Yang Chuxia just nodded at his words, "As long as that works!" After thinking for a bit, she added, "If it's possible to keep it from Brother An, then let's keep it from him. There's no need to worry him."
"It might be hard to keep it from him," Mu Shaoling shook his head, "But rest assured, I will have someone explain it to him in detail."
"Okay, then when do you plan to return to the capital?" Yang Chuxia asked again, "You have to go back to the capital in person for this matter, right?"
"I will have someone send the witness to the capital first. I'll return after Linhao has fully recovered, there's no rush at this moment."
"That sounds good."
After finishing their conversation, it was already deep into the night. Yang Dachuan, who had just left the study, was greeted by a chill that sent shivers across his body, his clothes soaked in a cold sweat. Perhaps it was due to maintaining the same position for too long, his legs felt numb, and he nearly stumbled and fell.
