"Don't you think so?" Mu Shaoling exclaimed in surprise, "She's going to cut off someone's lineage, and you're not stopping her?"
Ye Zi'an glanced at him, rubbed his forehead somewhat helplessly, "Why are you yelling? You gave her the medicine. You're complicit in helping the wicked, so why are you complaining? You gave her the medicine, yet you're still whining about it?"
Mu Shaoling was at a loss for words and muttered, "She asked me for it, so was I supposed to refuse? Besides, I only gave her the medicine, I didn't tell her to do anything bad. I thought you would stop her."
"Why should I stop her?" Ye Zi'an raised his eyelids slightly, "In the world, what goes around comes around. Anyone planning harm should understand the consequences of their actions."
After a long pause, Mu Shaoling reluctantly said, "Then this way, isn't she just like Madam of Prime Minister? What's the difference between them?"
