Chapter 1227: Bitter Memories, Sweet Thoughts_1

Yet this couple's heart isn't in the Capital City; they dream of a pastoral life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset. Forcing them to stay in the Capital City is something he could do.

But that would be no fun at all.

After all, they have the descendants of Liuli behind them; using them a bit is fine, but if he went too far, it would harm their relations.

And he's not about to jeopardize his relationship with someone who can produce such an earth-defying Divine Liquid—his head hasn't been kicked by a donkey.

"With such people backing her, able to produce Divine Liquid, do you really think she's just an ordinary village girl at your disposal?" Yang Wenxiao glanced at Yao Xian and couldn't help but click his tongue.

"Our Yang Family comes from landlord origins, so for many years we've been looked down upon by those Aristocratic Families. And now we actually look down on Qiao Xiaomai, who comes from the same background as us—why is that? What is there to look down upon?"