His voice was deep and warm, and when he looked down at her, his eyes held apology, but even more so, concern.

Yan Xiao was originally like a fighting rooster with its feathers standing on end, but after hearing Shen Muzhi's words and meeting his gaze, her arrogance immediately subsided, and she hurriedly looked away.

Even after I looked away, that strange feeling still lingered.

Yan Xiao felt as if her heart skipped a beat for a moment, and then started pounding uncontrollably.

The temperature inside the room seemed to be encouraged by her heartbeat, constantly heating up with each beat, making the spot where Shen Muzhi was holding her slowly become scalding hot.

Just as she was wondering if something had gone wrong during the detoxification process and was about to use her supernatural abilities to check, Shen Muzhi had already led her to a small cubicle, placed her on a wooden chair, and then knelt down to ask her very considerately:

"Are you sure you can do it? Do you need my help?"

"Help me with what?"

Yan Xiao's mind was still a little dazed, but after she finished speaking, she immediately understood the meaning behind Shen Muzhi's words.

In that instant, all those inexplicable feelings of discomfort vanished without a trace.

She met Shen Muzhi's gaze and found that his eyes were clear and unwavering, containing nothing but concern.

Yan Xiao immediately became angry, pointed directly to the door, and gave an unequivocal order to leave:

"Goodbye, and please close the door behind you!"

Shen Muzhi stood up helplessly, his expression somewhat hurt.

"I just wanted to help you, why are you treating me like a lecher? I'm your husband!"

Yan Xiao remained expressionless, simply staring at Shen Muzhi without saying a word.

Seeing this gesture of surrender, Shen Muzhi assumed it was just shyness and didn't press the matter.

"Okay, I'll go out now. Be careful, and call me if you have any problems. I'll be right at the door."

Yan Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief after Shen Muzhi left.

She slowly took off her clothes, looked down at herself, and saw that although she was a bit dark-skinned, she had everything she needed.

So, how did that guy manage to offer to help me without any ulterior motives whatsoever?

If he had even the slightest lustful thought, she wouldn't be so angry. This is so disrespectful!

Shen Muzhi had no idea that his gentlemanly demeanor had just hurt a woman's self-esteem.

After he left, he stood guard at the door as instructed, looking as if he would barge in if there was even the slightest unusual noise from inside.

Yan Xiao soaked in the wooden tub for a while, and most of her discomfort disappeared. She left the cubicle shortly after washing, only to find the doorman guarding the entrance as soon as she opened the door.

Yan Xiao's eyelids twitched, and she asked through gritted teeth:

"Have you been guarding this place the whole time?"

Shen Muzhi didn't think there was anything wrong with it and nodded in agreement.

"I was worried you'd faint, so I've been listening to the noise here. How are you feeling now?"

Yan Xiao took a deep breath and realized that she was almost at her wit's end with Shen Muzhi. Even though he was doing strange things, his attitude was full of sincerity and his intentions were all for her own good, leaving her unable to vent her anger.

At this moment, Yan Xiao felt that she knew a little about feng shui. For example, she had calculated that this person was her nemesis very accurately. However, she hadn't calculated that she hadn't moved to the main courtyard and therefore couldn't escape such torment.

She glanced at Shen Muzhi listlessly, showing no desire to talk, and simply nodded before turning away.

Yan Xiao originally thought she wouldn't be able to sleep that night, but when she actually lay down on the bed, her eyelids were so heavy it was almost unbelievable, and she fell asleep in no time.

Shen Muzhi originally thought that he would not be affected. After all, when he was in the military camp, dozens of people slept in one tent. He could fall asleep without realizing it, with all the snoring and teeth grinding.

But now, with only Yan Xiao's soft breathing beside him, he still couldn't fall asleep.

He turned around and stared at Yanxiao's sleeping face by the light of the flickering red candles.

Whether it was the candlelight or something else, he suddenly noticed that although his wife was a bit dark-skinned, upon closer inspection, her eyelashes were long and thick, her nose was delicate and high, and her small mouth was round and full; she was actually quite pretty.

Especially when they are asleep, they are not as aggressive as when they are awake; they look harmless and easy to bully.

Just as Shen Muzhi was thinking this, Yan Xiao suddenly reached out and slapped him across the forehead.

Yan Xiao was strong to begin with, and this slap was quite forceful; a crisp slap sound immediately echoed in the room.

Shen Muzhi was in pain and completely stunned by the blow. Before he could recover, he heard Yan Xiao curse:

"You bastard, you dare steal my chicken leg? I'll beat you to death!"

Shen Muzhi:......

Okay, everything just now was an illusion. Someone who can hit you even while asleep? Easy to bully? Not at all.

Yanxiao slept soundly, even dreaming of eating several spicy chicken legs, so much so that she forgot there was someone sleeping next to her.

In a daze, she felt a force around her. Before her mind could react, her body reacted quickly, raising her leg and kicking in that direction.

But the next second, she felt her calf being restrained by a strong hand.

She suddenly opened her eyes and met Shen Muzhi's somewhat tired gaze.

Yan Xiao was stunned for a moment, but quickly remembered what happened last night.

She slowly pulled her leg back, gave Shen Muzhi an awkward, self-deprecating laugh, and pretended nothing had happened.

"So early? Are you getting ready to get up?"

Only after she finished speaking did she notice the handprint on Shen Muzhi's forehead. She blinked in confusion.

What happened to your forehead? Did you fall on the ground last night?

Shen Muzhi looked helpless, his eyes filled with resentment, and pointed to his forehead, asking:

"Madam, have you ever seen anyone fall and get a handprint?"

Yan Xiao was much more awake by now. Hearing this, she stiffened and instinctively felt that this matter might be related to her.

She quickly tried to change the subject, but then Shen Muzhi continued:

"Did you catch the thief who stole the chicken leg last night, Madam? Does he look a bit like me?"

Forced to recall the laughter and conversation from last night's dream: ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Okay, that's enough, I can already picture it in my head!

Fortunately, Qianqiu and Wandai, who had heard the commotion, had already brought water into the outer room, thus rescuing Yanxiao.

The two men put down the water and called out to the two men in the inner room:

"General, Madam, your servant has brought the water. Would you like us to come in and help you wash up?"

Shen Muzhi refused directly: "No need, just put down the water and wait outside."

After speaking, he looked directly at Yan Xiao and asked with a serious expression:

"My lady, do you think that if I were to appear in public with this face today, wouldn't your reputation as a shrew be firmly established?"