Shen Muzhi understood Wei Wuxiu's meaning and was aware of his concerns, after all, the current situation of his adopted daughter-in-law was indeed a mystery.
But so what?
He beckoned to Wei Wuxiu, signaling him to sit down and talk.
After Wei Wuxiu was seated, he spoke calmly and slowly:
“I know what Brother Wei is worried about, but it’s not that important to me.”
Wei Wuxiu was somewhat puzzled and was about to ask Shen Muzhi what he meant when Shen Muzhi continued:
"I talked to July the night we reunited and asked about their past. She was very vague about what happened in the past two years, but when it came to recent events, she had a completely different attitude."
In July, she told me that her current sister-in-law is very good to her, very capable, protective of her, and makes sure she's well-fed. She said she really likes her sister-in-law and hopes she can stay that way.
"Just for this? Just because your sister likes it, you can ignore all these suspicions? That's your bedmate, aren't you afraid she'll stab you in the middle of the night?"
Wei Wuxiu was stunned, unable to maintain his composure, and stared at Shen Muzhi from head to toe in disbelief.
"Old Shen, you're not a siscon, are you? Even if you are, you can't treat something this important like a joke!"
Where is your brain?
Shen Muzhi glared at Wei Wuxiu with annoyance, seriously suspecting that the man's brain was probably still not fully recovered due to the effects of the Gu poison.
I wanted to ignore him, but I was afraid he might do something unilaterally, so I patiently replied:
"Regardless of her true identity before, the fact remains that she protected July and helped her survive in this dog-eat-dog world."
If she hadn't acquired these skills, I probably would never have seen July again in my life. Therefore, I should feel fortunate, fortunate for her sudden change.
Seeing that Wei Wuxiu's expression softened, Shen Muzhi continued in a slightly gentler tone:
"Moreover, although she has many suspicious points, she has no ill intentions towards me or the entire Jiangbei region."
If she did, why would she recklessly expose her unusual nature to me?
If she did, why would she make up such a lame excuse to avoid me and instead move in with July?
Is it not convenient to have someone stabbing you in the pillow?
Wei Wuxiu was stunned by Shen Muzhi's words, but upon closer reflection, they seemed to make perfect sense.
He remained silent for a long time, then finally sighed and said:
"Speaking of which, your wife saved my life, so I shouldn't be suspicious of her, right? But I really find it hard to believe that these changes in her and her extraordinary medical skills are due to memories from before she was seven years old? Can such a miraculous thing really exist in this world?"
"Besides this, can we find any other explanation? Are you going to give me some ghost or spirit theory?"
Shen Muzhi knew Wei Wuxiu was worried about him, so he gently patted Wei Wuxiu's shoulder, his expression unusually serious:
"She is my wife and my benefactor. The fact that she has never hidden anything from me shows that she trusts me completely. How could I, a grown man, harbor suspicions about her with the mind of a petty person?"
Even if she does have some secret, as long as it doesn't affect us, why should we bother to find out?
Upon hearing this, Wei Wuxiu looked at Shen Muzhi with a mixture of admiration and shame.
"You're right. I was just being too paranoid."
For the first time, Wei Wuxiu clearly saw the difference between himself and Shen Muzhi. Perhaps it was because he came from the royal family that he looked at problems from the perspective of profit, while Shen Muzhi looked at people's hearts.
Shen Muzhi noticed Wei Wuxiu's emotional change, shook his head, and smiled faintly:
"Concern can cloud judgment; I know your initial intention was only for me."
The two had now finished their conversation about Yanxiao and reached an agreement: as long as Yanxiao didn't commit murder or arson, they would let her do whatever she wanted.
They were actually quite curious about what Yan Xiao was thinking and what kind of tricks he could come up with.
What tricks can a joke come up with?
All she wants now is to rely on powerful figures to make big money, achieve financial freedom as soon as possible, and live a life of extravagance and debauchery.
Perhaps because she had been on the ship for too long, she slept straight from dusk until the next morning.
I went to bed too early yesterday and didn't eat dinner. Now, instead of saying I woke up from sleep, I should say I woke up from hunger.
She had barely gotten up and made a little noise when Chiaki and Bandai, who had been waiting outside, pushed open the door and appeared in front of her, then began to help her get dressed and wash.
"I'll just do my hair casually, no need for makeup, my skin tone isn't good enough to make it look anything special. I'm hungry, it's more important to get something to eat."
Chiaki and Bandai had already seen what Gensho looked like behind his hat yesterday, so they were much calmer now.
He wanted to insincerely praise the lady's appearance, but looking at his dark face in the mirror, he couldn't bring himself to say the words and ended up remaining silent.
After hearing Yanxiao's instructions, Qianqiu stayed behind to help her tidy up, while Wandai left.
By the time Chiaki had finished preparing everything for her, Bandai had already brought in a steaming hot breakfast.
At this point, the advantage of choosing a tall maid became apparent. What originally required two people to carry the food could now be done by Bandai all at once.
Yan Xiao glanced at herself in the mirror before quickly looking away.
Although the dark spots had faded, her skin tone hadn't lightened much, and it was still quite difficult to look at directly. She was afraid that looking at it too much would affect her appetite.
If she detoxifies herself with all her might and doesn't delay, it should take about half a month to clear out the remaining toxins in her body.
Judging from how quickly her skin has become whiter, she can be fairly certain that her skin can indeed return to normal. However, it doesn't become white instantly once the toxins are cleared out; rather, it requires a self-recovery process.
It's probably the same principle as turning from tanned to fair skin.
That's fine, this way no one will know whether her poison has been completely cleared, and the matter of consummating the marriage proposed by that blockhead Shen Muzhi can be put on hold for now.
She had no confidence that Shen Muzhi, that blockhead, would fall in love with Jiang Xinrui in just half a month.
In the original novel, this guy was like a cold-hearted person, with only his career on his mind. Even after he married Jiang Xinrui, not many readers shipped them as a couple.
The author seems to think that Shen Muzhi should get married, so he forcibly arranged such a beautiful and kind-hearted wife for him.
It was only thanks to Jiang Xinrui that he didn't look down on him and was willing to stay by his side; otherwise, being destined to be single forever would be no joke.
Yan Xiao had just finished eating when someone came to report that Zhao Qian had arrived.
Yan Xiao guessed the man's purpose and immediately perked up, putting down her chopsticks and walking out.
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