After Shen Muzhi and the others finished reading with smiles, they sincerely praised him:
"This Su Yuanyuan looks innocent and naive, like she doesn't know anything about the world, but she's quite capable when it comes to doing things."
"That's right. Look who chose her. Weren't you worried that she was too naive and inflexible? Well, look what happened, it was surprisingly good, wasn't it?"
Yan Xiao wouldn't tell Shen Muzhi that she won from an omniscient perspective; as she spoke, she proudly raised her chin, looking smug and self-satisfied.
Shen Muzhi felt an itch to touch her head, but unfortunately his wife didn't like being touched on the head, otherwise he would have already done so.
"Yes, yes, Yan'er has a sharp eye; I am ashamed of my own inferiority."
Yan Xiao gave Shen Muzhi a knowing look, put away the letter, and said nothing more.
She was very satisfied with how things were going. The Qi court had been ruined by the King of Qi, leaving hardly anyone capable of serving.
The reason they haven't been swallowed up yet is entirely due to the fact that Shen Muzhi and his rebel army resisted foreign invaders and maintained a balance of power among themselves.
Yan Xiao has no habit of doing favors for others, so before quelling the foreign invaders, the power in the Qi court must be transferred to a different person.
Shen Muzhi's thoughts coincided with Yan Xiao's, so when he learned what Yan Xiao wanted to do, he didn't hesitate at all and immediately ordered full cooperation.
It can be said that Yan Xiao only started many things, and Shen Muzhi handled all the details afterward, which is why he was so busy during that period.
Now, Wei Wuxiu is the one who's so busy he barely has time to breathe.
As if on cue, Wei Wuxiu appeared. His attire was quite different from before. He strode up to the city wall in full armor, followed by a woman whose aura was no less imposing than his.
And that woman was none other than Song Zhuxin, whom Yan Xiao had conscripted using his good looks.
Wei Wuxiu came specifically to find Shen Muzhi, but when he saw that Shen Muzhi actually had the leisure to sit and drink tea with his wife, he couldn't help but almost go up and berate Shen Muzhi.
He strode up to Shen Muzhi, snatched the teacup from Shen Muzhi's hand, and without hesitation, drank it all in one gulp. Then, glaring at Shen Muzhi, he huffed and puffed:
“Hey, Chen, I’m so busy I don’t even have time to drink tea, while you’re enjoying a peaceful and carefree life here.”
If this had happened before, Shen Muzhi would have given him a hard time and said a few words to him, but this time Shen Muzhi changed his strategy.
He patiently refilled the teacup and handed it to Wei Wuxiu, saying:
"You said it yourself, you are my older brother, and it is only right for an older brother to help his younger brother. I will always remember your kindness."
Shen Muzhi's actions completely baffled Wei Wuxiu. In the past, whenever he referred to himself as his elder brother, Wei Wuxiu would refuse to acknowledge him. What was going on today?
Logically speaking, Shen Muzhi should be happy to be considered the younger brother, so why doesn't he feel any joy at gaining an advantage?
When did that stubborn, rock-like Shen Muzhi become so shameless and flexible?
Then again, the old Shen Muzhi wouldn't have exploited him so ruthlessly.
Thinking of this, Wei Wuxiu's gaze involuntarily shifted to Yan Xiao, who was sitting to the side, looking completely indifferent.
Eight words automatically popped into my mind: "One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black."
Perhaps Wei Wuxiu's resentment ran too deep, because Yan Xiao sensed it even though they didn't meet his gaze.
Fortunately, she was thick-skinned enough to remain completely composed, and immediately smiled and echoed what Shen Muzhi had just said:
"Yes, Brother Wei, the capable should do more. Besides, there are some things that Mu Zhi and I can't trust anyone else to get involved in except you."
Only when Brother Wei is doing things can my wife and I feel at ease and sleep soundly at night.
When Yan Xiao spoke, Wei Wuxiu hadn't reacted much, but the more he spoke, the more mournful his eyes became.
He stared weakly at the two of them, clutching his chest as if he had suffered a serious injury, and said with grief and indignation:
"You two can sleep soundly, but how can I? I haven't slept for more than four hours in the past few days. Don't you have any conscience?"
Yan Xiao considered herself a heartless person, but upon hearing this, a rare look of embarrassment appeared on her face. She was somewhat puzzled and looked at Song Zhuxin beside her, asking:
"How could that be? Wasn't Sister Song there to help you?"
Upon hearing Yan Xiao's words, Wei Wuxiu, who had been looking grief-stricken, froze for a moment, then immediately changed the subject to get down to business:
"Let's not talk about that for now. I'm here on important business. The Miao King's people have already taken action. I've arranged everything according to plan. We'll just have to act according to the circumstances."
Yanxiao already knew about this from the guardian deity, so she didn't react much.
Shen Muzhi had already prepared himself mentally and remained calm.
"Yes, thank you for your hard work, Brother Wei."
"It's good that you know."
Wei Wuxiu snorted twice, then turned to leave, but Yan Xiao had no intention of letting him go so easily.
"Brother Wei, how's your team's collaboration with Sister Song going?"
Upon hearing Yan Xiao's words, Wei Wuxiu's back visibly stiffened, and he immediately turned to leave without turning his head, clearly not wanting to continue the topic.
But just because he didn't want to talk about it didn't mean others didn't want to. Song Zhuxin complained:
"Sister Yan, please don't mention it. Seeing Prince Wei is truly an understatement. All that talk about him being unparalleled in the world is a lie."
"What do you mean by that? Does Sister Song have some misunderstanding about Brother Wei?"
"What misunderstanding?"
Song Zhuxin seemed to have been wronged and had finally found someone to confide in. She grabbed Yan Xiao's hand and said:
"Sister Yan, you don't know, your Brother Wei kissed me and now he wants to deny it? Do you think that's the behavior of a gentleman?"
"What? This actually happened?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Xiao immediately perked up, her gossip-loving spirit instantly ignited.
Not to mention Yan Xiao, even Shen Muzhi's head was noticeably tilted to this side.
Wei Wuxiu was less composed, seemingly surprised that Song Zhuxin would say it so bluntly, and immediately said anxiously:
“Lord Song, you can eat this stuff but you can’t say it. It was just a misunderstanding. If outsiders hear this, it will damage your reputation.”
Song Zhuxin glanced at Wei Wuxiu, who was jumping up and down, a sly glint in her eyes, but her tone was extremely mournful:
"What misunderstanding? Isn't it a fact that you kissed me? And your reputation? I'm a virgin, and you took advantage of me. What reputation do I have left?"
"I, this..."
Wei Wuxiu stammered for a long time, but didn't know how to explain.
Yan Xiao and Shen Muzhi were giving him increasingly strange looks, and Yan Xiao, not wanting to miss out on the drama, asked:
"So, Brother Wei, you're not getting enough sleep because you're busy, but because you're feeling guilty about what you did and can't eat or sleep?"
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