Upon seeing Han Fei enter, Wang Xu waved his hand, gesturing for the former to sit down at the table opposite him. Han Fei, without any hesitation, sat down directly, raising an eyebrow at Wang Xu, "Old sir, you already know?"
Wang Xu didn't speak, but looked out the window and pointed to the spot he had been looking at earlier.
With a hint of suspicion, Han Fei looked over, his expression changed slightly, and he suddenly turned to look at Wang Xu, trying to glean some clue from the latter's expression.
To his disappointment, the latter's calm and unwavering gaze showed no emotion whatsoever, revealing no flaw whatsoever.
He was slightly startled and asked, "You really... know all this?"
At this moment, Wang Xu slowly stood up, walked to the window frame, and with a solemn expression, took a deep breath before saying softly, "No matter what, disaster must not be repeated in this world. Whether it is me or you, if I find out that you dare to harm His Majesty, don't blame me for being ruthless."
His tone was light and airy, like a feather brushing against my heart.
But Han Fei, standing beside him, felt a chill run down his spine. The murderous intent lurking in those words surprised him greatly, and the incredible strength the latter displayed truly made him somewhat afraid.
After thinking for a moment, he grinned and said, "Why don't you think I'm here to help His Majesty?"
Wang Xu glanced at Han Fei indifferently and said, "If you had truly helped me, my Great Zhou Dynasty wouldn't have perished after only two generations."
Han Fei had recovered by now. When he realized that Wang Xu was just threatening him, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the tea on the table and took a big gulp. The tea tasted extremely bitter, and his face twitched and became ferocious for a moment.
Fortunately, the bitterness quickly dissipated, leaving only a faint sweetness that lingered on the palate.
Han Fei glanced at the teacup and said with a hint of emotion, "You still prefer such bitter tea."
Wang Xu smiled and said, "There's no sweetness after bitterness. Besides, it's not always this bitter."
"You're talking in a cryptic way. Alright, His Majesty has given me some instructions, and I need to take care of them. Oh, and it's best that no one else knows about what's between you and me," Han Fei instructed.
After saying that, he turned to leave, but stopped at the door. "Do you know what happened with that little baby?"
"Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed; perhaps it is divine intervention."
Wang Xu looked up at the azure sky, where a few white clouds drifted slowly by.
Han Fei snorted, "That old codger always likes to be so secretive." Then he left.
The door slammed shut.
At this moment, Wang Xu slowly turned around, and a strange smile appeared in his withered eyes. His eyes were extremely deep and unfathomable. He stared at the ancient gate, as if he could see Han Fei's departing figure through the heavy gate.
"You're still as impatient as ever. I'll let bygones be bygones for your petty actions back in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but if you dare to do anything so rebellious again, don't blame me for cleaning up your house."
A deep chill appeared in his eyes.
In just a moment, he sat back down at the table, and in a flash, a figure exactly like his appeared opposite him.
The two exchanged a glance, their crow's feet at the corners of their eyes deepening, and simultaneously cupped their hands in greeting, saying, "Please enlighten us."
...
Night falls
Darkness, like ink spilled on the ground, once again enveloped the world.
Perhaps the trauma left by the previous battle was too great, so much so that Zhou Mu is now afraid of the dark and needs to light a lamp to fall asleep every night.
The hard bed wasn't very comfortable, so he simply moved a lot of straw over it, which made it less hard.
After lying down for a while, he suddenly felt a burning and itchy sensation on his body. He quickly sat up and saw that his skin was covered with many red spots of varying sizes.
Helpless, Zhou Mu had no choice but to move the thatch out again. He tossed and turned all night without closing his eyes, and finally managed to doze off on the low mound just before dawn.
However, I didn't sleep for long before I was awakened by the noise outside.
At that moment, Zhou Mu, still grumpy from waking up, stood up angrily, pushed open the door, and was about to throw a tantrum when Lu Shan rushed over and said, "Xiao Mu, do we have any spare rooms?"
At this moment, Zhou Mu was furious and, disregarding the delicate-looking person standing behind Lu Shan, coldly said, "No."
"Oh well."
Lu Shan sighed and turned to the little girl, saying, "Dandan, I'm sorry, we don't have any rooms available, so you'll have to make do with the gatekeeper's room."
With that, Lu Shan took the little girl and left.
"etc?"
Upon hearing that name that was so familiar to him, Zhou Mu suddenly froze, his gaze sharpening before settling on the person.
The woman was wearing a long green dress, her flowing hair falling naturally behind her, and a faint fragrance wafted out.
She is still young, and her stunning beauty is like a budding seedling, but there is no doubt that once this beauty matures, it will be breathtaking and she will be a true beauty in the making.
"Zhou...Dandan?"
Zhou Mu's eyes widened suddenly, but he was still somewhat suspicious.
The little girl in the green dress's eyes lit up the moment she saw Zhou Mu, and then tears welled up in her eyes. She pouted and cried out in grievance.
She stretched out her fair, delicate hands.
"hug……"
Her voice was soft and sweet.
The tone was like that of someone pleading or being coquettish.
Boom
Like a thunderclap from a clear sky, Zhou Mu froze on the spot, staring at that familiar face, unable to recover for a long time.
It wasn't until Lu Shan let out a few untimely screams that Zhou Mu finally came to his senses.
He stretched out his arms, just as he had done countless times before, and said gently, "Hug."
He crouched down, but the little girl had grown taller and bumped into him, causing them to fall to the ground. When the little girl saw Zhou Mu covered in dust, she giggled, her clear, bell-like laughter sweeping away the gloom in Zhou Mu's heart.
He personally sewed this green dress for the little girl's birthday.
That's right, it was this rough-looking man who sewed it stitch by stitch.
However, the little girl only wore it once before the seams came undone. Luckily, there were no outsiders present, otherwise it would have been very embarrassing.
Afterwards, Zhou Mu had someone carefully sew a new one using the original fabric. The little girl loved it and wore it ever since.
When I see old friends again now, I feel more guilty than anything else.
If Ye Mujiu was the person he wronged the most during the Great Zhou Dynasty, then the second person on the list would be this little girl beside him.
"elder brother!"
The little girl grinned, speaking sweetly, her big eyes narrowing into crescents, her voice as sweet as candied fruit, utterly cloying.
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