"Yeah, I'm totally setting you up." Inside the room, Mu Shaoling was growling, while Yang Chuxia came in holding a set of women's clothing, something she'd had made overnight.
"Xiaxia, you can't do this!" Mu Shaoling wailed. "Isn't there another way? Why do I have to pretend to be a beauty? Can't Ye Zi'an do it?"
"Are you stupid?" Yang Chuxia rolled her eyes with annoyance. "Can Brother An do medicine? If he could, I wouldn't mind letting him pretend to be a beauty."
"Ugh..." Mu Shaoling lay on the bed as if his life depended on it, then sat up again, looking pitifully at Ye Zi'an and Yang Chuxia. "Is there really no other way?"
Yang Chuxia shook her head. Joke around? If getting into the palace were that easy, would she need to go through so much trouble?
"Stop complaining and get dressed already."
