He remembered the name well.
He couldn't help but turn around and ask Xia Dabao again, "Has he also returned?"
"Yes, he's staying at the village chief's house."
"Does he want to eat 'regret'?" Long Aixi asked, clearly displeased.
"Don't say that, I'm not 'regret,' he wants to take me back to Capital City, says he wants me to be the wife of an imperial doctor."
Long Aixi stepped closer to Xia Dabao, his gaze intense upon her: "No wonder you've been considering it for so long this time, so it's because he came back, Dabao? In my eyes, you've always been able to pick up and let go easily, how come you can't let go this time? Have you forgotten that time in Capital City when you were heartbroken and drunk?"
"I've already firmly rejected him several times, he just won't give up," Xia Dabao didn't know why, but she cared a lot about Long Aixi's opinion, so she answered righteously.
Then Long Aixi's expression finally relaxed, "It's getting late, let's hurry and cut the grass."
