In fact, there are many things he didn't say. He retired from the army because he didn't want others to compare the two of them anymore.
No matter what task Mu Lianshen completed, someone would come to him and praise him.
He knew that his brother was excellent and he was very happy about it, but he didn't want to be a soldier.
Being forced by my family to join the army and being compared with others everywhere is a really uncomfortable feeling.
Zhai Jiu liked money and freedom, so he started doing black market business. However, his parents had deep-rooted ideas that what he did was not a serious matter.
He would still use Mu Lianshen as an example and say this and that in front of him.
When Mu Lianshen was young, he was full of vigor and pride. In front of him, Zhai Jiu always seemed to be losing something.
Zhai Jiu lowered his eyes, suppressed the emotions surging in his eyes, and said softly: "The people you met today have always been with me. They have heard it several times when my family compared me with your father."
He raised his eyes to look at Fu Xiao and smiled, "Maybe he was speaking up for me and took his anger out on Mu Lianshen, so he has some small complaints against you, but don't worry, I've already taught him a lesson, and he won't do it again in the future."
Fu Xiao frowned, looking a little dazed, and murmured in a low voice: "Is it just like this?"
Zhai Jiu looked up and saw Mu Lianshen approaching. He chuckled and stood up. "I'll go first. Xiaoxiao, thank you for your help tonight."
He nodded slightly to Mu Lianshen, and the two passed each other without saying a word.
After passing through the circular arch, he paused, looked back calmly, and then turned and left.
Of course there is more to it than that.
A smile appeared on Zhai Jiu's face.
And there is that beautiful, graceful and gentle woman.
The woman he remembered at first sight.
Why, he just took that one step away.
If he was the one who stayed by her side at that time, would her choice be different?
Although he was smiling, the depth of his eyes were extremely cold. His pupils were dim as if covered with a layer of ash, and his expression was as black as lacquer and full of coldness.
On the other side, Mu Lianshen first walked into the room and took a look at Song Ruyuan.
He walked out of the room and sat down in front of Fu Xiao, and said gently: "Are you tired?"
Fu Xiao shook his head. He moved his chair next to her, patted her shoulder, and motioned her to come over. "Take a nap. I'll stay here with you."
She didn't hesitate, she leaned her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and said softly, "Are you done with your work?"
"Um..."
"Remember to wake me up in an hour. I want to give Uncle Song an acupuncture."
"good..."
Mu Lianshen raised his hand and patted her head gently, "Go to sleep,"
An hour later, she went in to check on Song Ruyuan, who was already showing signs of a high fever.
He pierced a few acupuncture points with silver needles and glanced at Mu Lianshen who was standing next to him. "It would be best to rub it with wine to reduce the temperature."
Mu Lianshen nodded, turned around and told someone to get some wine.
Afterwards, Fu Xiao used his healing powers to circulate Song Ruyuan's entire body.
They kept on tossing and turning until the early morning. After the temperature returned to normal, Mu Lianshen was left alone to watch over the baby, and she took a nap on the bed in the Zhai family's guest room.
The next day, the weather was excellent.
The sky is clear and blue, without a single cloud.
When Fu Xiao opened his eyes, the sunlight had already shone through the window onto the bed.
She looked at her watch and saw that it was already ten o'clock in the morning. She quickly got up from the bed, went to Song Ruyuan's room, took his pulse, and confirmed that everything was normal before she felt relieved.
She went out of the room and looked around. Where was Mu Lianshen?
Zhai Yumo heard the voice and came over, chuckling, "Awake?"
"Uncle Mu is at the Mu family, your third uncle is here,"
Oh, yes, Fu Weilun said yesterday that he would come to the Mu family.
Fu Xiao nodded and said with a smile: "Then I'll go back first, I'll come back here later."
Zhai Yumo nodded with a smile.
When Fu Xiao stepped into the Mu family's gate, he heard Fu Weilun's familiar clear voice: "You're welcome..."
"Third uncle,"
Hearing her voice, everyone in the yard looked over. Old Master Mu smiled and said, "My dear, are you awake?"
Then he looked at Uncle Liu who was standing beside him and said, "Old Liu, take out the food."
Uncle Liu went to the kitchen to take out the breakfast left for her and placed it on the table outside.
Fu Xiao walked to the water's edge, washed up briefly, ate two eggs, and didn't drink the porridge, pushing it to Mu Lianshen next to him.
She looked at Fu Weilun and said softly, "Third Uncle, are you really going back tomorrow?"
Fu Weilun smiled and nodded, "I have official business to attend to."
"I bought something for my brother, take it back when you leave."
When Mr. Mu heard this, he started whispering to Uncle Liu.
After they chatted for a while, Fu Weilun turned his gaze to Mu Lianshen, "Let's chat in the study?"
Mu Lianshen stood up and led him upstairs to the study.
After the two left, Mr. Mu looked at Fu Xiao, "Guai, what do you want to eat for lunch? I'll have someone prepare the food."
She thought about it and started to name the dishes.
Uncle Liu asked again: "Can your third uncle eat spicy food?"
“It can be eaten with any spicy food.”
Uncle Liu, the chef, said he understood.
In the study, Fu Weilun and Mu Lianshen sat opposite each other.
Fu Weilun said meaningfully: "Those people yesterday looked like they were coming for you."
Mu Lianshen's eyes were deep, "I know."
Fu Weilun paused, and said with a smile, "Some people in the officialdom are also behaving strangely. I wonder if it has anything to do with what happened yesterday..."
Jiang Qisheng told him some things last night. He thought about it, found a few inappropriate things, and explained them to Mu Lianshen one by one.
After listening to what Fu Weilun said, Mu Lianshen's face remained calm. He nodded and said, "I understand. I will send someone to keep an eye on it."
Then he said, "Does the minister surnamed Liang need any help?"
Speaking of Liang Jiangtao, Fu Weilun's smile faded, "No need, he has been..."
He didn't know what funny thing he remembered, but a hint of interest flashed in his eyes, and he looked up at Mu Lianshen, "We don't need to do anything, he will dig his own grave soon."
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