Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let’s Farm - Chapter 1495

Chapter 1495: Chapter 1494: The Pepper Takes Shape – Part 1 Chapter 1495: Chapter 1494: The Pepper Takes Shape – Part 1 Yang Ye was noncommittal about these remarks, his gaze shifting toward the audience below as he announced that today’s grand performance had ended.

He had popularized all there was to popularize, revealed everything that needed to be revealed, and, as far as today’s performance was concerned, it was completely satisfactory to the audience. Their reluctant eyes to leave were proof enough.

Many people stepped forward, wishing to invite Bei Lingsu to visit their residences.

What are high-ranking officials most afraid of?

Most are afraid of death, of falling ill.

Birth, aging, sickness, and death are things beyond human control, and even Yang Wenxiao is powerless against them. But with Bei Lingsu’s exceptional medical skills, if one were to establish a good relationship with her, then there wouldn’t be any worry about minor illnesses in the future.

Yang Ye fended off the crowd, as Bei Lingsu was about to teach her disciples and write medical books, leaving no time for idle visits. They should only come to her if they were truly unwell.

After sending everyone away, Yang Ye ordered his men to clear the site. The opera stage was dismantled, the benches were moved, and then it was time for them to return to the residence.

“I want to buy a large house in Capital City,” Bei Lingsu looked at Qiao Xiaomai. “Xiaomai, can you lend me some silver?”

“Eh, you don’t plan to return to the Palace?” Qiao Xiaomai exclaimed in surprise.

“With him here, I don’t dare to return to the Palace,” Bei Lingsu pointed at Bei Yun, deeming such a menace too dangerous to bring into the Imperial Palace, even if she had multiple doses of courage.

Hearing this, Yang Ye couldn’t help but interject, “It was agreed that I would cover all your expenses in Daqi, so why are you asking others for silver now? You don’t need to buy a house; I have plenty of good houses under my name, and you can pick any you like.”

“I want a big one.” Bei Lingsu gave him a glance, then turned back to Qiao Xiaomai. “I need to take in disciples.”

“Don’t worry, I have three houses like Qiao Residence,” Yang Ye said.

The Yang Family was few in number, but rich in resources. It was just a house, and he had plenty.

Hearing this, Bei Lingsu glanced at him again and hummed in agreement.

“Then I will command my people to prepare it right now.” Yang Ye immediately called over his personal guard, instructing him to lead others to tidy up the house, and it must be done within a day so that Bei Lingsu and Bei Yun could move in by evening.

With accommodation settled, the next concern was food. Bei Yun looked towards Qiao Xiaomai, smiling slightly, “Aunt, I have long heard of Miss Qiao’s culinary skills. I would like to taste the dishes she makes.”

Bei Lingsu, growing impatient, said, “Taste what? Who do you think you are? You think she has to cook for you just because you want to eat? Go to the Ultimate Flavor Pavilion.”

“But the cooking at the Ultimate Flavor Pavilion cannot compare to Miss Qiao’s skill.”

“You can eat it or not, just go to the Ultimate Flavor Pavilion,” Bei Lingsu glared at him irritably, “Let’s go, to the Ultimate Flavor Pavilion.”

With that, she grabbed Bei Yun’s shoulder and, using her lightfooted skills, sped off towards the direction of the Ultimate Flavor Pavilion.

Her martial arts were unmatched under the heavens, and in the blink of an eye, her figure had disappeared.

Qiao Xiaomai stretched her neck but saw nothing. She turned to Yang Ye, “Prince, now you’ve offended her.”

Bei Lingsu’s fiery temper was fully provoked, scolding anyone she caught.

Yang Ye gave a bitter smile upon hearing this, “I had to do it,” he said.

“Then couldn’t you choose a gentler method instead of being so obstinate?”

“Facing Bei Yun, I find myself unconsciously tensing up. You saw Grandpa Emperor’s condition yourself. With Bei Yun suddenly appearing and publicly speaking of immortality, I don’t know his intentions and I’m worried,” Yang Ye explained.

This rationale was completely justifiable. Hearing it, Qiao Xiaomai also felt a shadow loom over her heart.

Recalling Yang Wenxiao’s words from the other day, she sighed, “I hope Lingsu can suppress him.”

Yang Ye’s lips pressed into a tight line at these words, “Let’s hope so,” he replied.