Yuwen Sheng's gentle and doting voice floated in your ear: "Brother Sang can make you worry-free, take care of your younger sister and manage the household chores, and let you do whatever you want outside. I can do the same."
Although this was just his appeasement policy, or perhaps a tactic he used to keep her, as long as he carried it out, his words could be considered sincere.
Zheng Quchi opened his mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed his words back.
"What do you want to say?" Yuwen Sheng asked with a gentle smile.
Zheng Quchi scratched his face, finally mustering up the courage to make a request: "If what you said is true, then can we discuss those three conditions you mentioned earlier? Don't be so controlling of me. I feel that I'm a grown man, and I should have my own judgment and standards for doing things..."
"No, you can't."
Before he could finish speaking, Yuwen Sheng interrupted him.
But to his surprise, his expression changed faster than the weather. Seeing her wide, bewildered eyes looking at him, he immediately put on a fake smile and tried to bewitch her with lies: "You can do what you want, I won't restrict you."
But the prerequisite is that it has to be right under your nose, right?
Zheng Quchi's lips twitched; she now knew his bottom line and the limits of his authority.
She was very suspicious. She wondered who had taught him those words. It didn't seem like he had thought them himself. She was indeed somewhat moved by what he had said just now, as if she were talking to Brother Sang... Wait, could he be imitating Brother Sang?
She gave him a strange look.
"Can I make a small request of you?"
Yuwen Sheng paused, seemingly unwilling, but since it was her, she had to force herself: "What?"
“Since you haven’t told anyone who I am, once I’ve infiltrated the artisan guild, you can’t come looking for me under any pretext, and you can’t expose our relationship.”
As she spoke, she observed his expression. Although he was used to being in control and his emotions were hard to discern, he still had to be reasonable.
Of course, if he doesn't speak, she'll shut up; at worst, she'll resist with silence.
Yuwen Sheng considered it for a moment, and instead of being overbearing, he asked, "What about the time limit?"
She quickly replied, "After entering Julu Kingdom and participating in the preliminary rounds of the Jichun Craftsmen's Guild... right?"
Yuwen Sheng's eyes, as deep as the night sky, were fixed on her. He was smiling, and seemed harmless, but his eyes held a strange quality: "Okay."
Zheng Quchi couldn't figure out what he was thinking. She just tried to ignore the strangeness and maintain the "peaceful" atmosphere between them so that their true intentions wouldn't be revealed.
Since she had already spoken up, I might as well state her request at the same time: "I don't plan to show myself under the name Sang Xuanqing anymore. Quite a few people already know that name, and it's easy for Mo Ye, the Mo family, and the Gongshu family to find out. How about I just call myself A Qing, and then we can discuss how to fabricate an identity."
Yuwen Sheng did not object. Since she was willing to hide her identity, he was happy to cooperate: "No need to make it up. I will have Fu Rong take you there. They will not dare to ask any questions."
Oh, that's good. No need to bother lying, that saves trouble.
"Where will I live after we enter the camp?"
Yuwen Sheng's eyes, hidden behind his mask, shimmered with a cryptic smile: "What do you think?"
His wife, of course, was going to squeeze in with that group of rough men. She would naturally live with him in the main military tent.
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Following behind Yuwen Sheng, Zheng Quchi barely dared to glance at them along the way. Upon entering the camp, he was led into the main army tent.
Fu Rong, Wei Yao, and Wang Zebang had been waiting inside the tent for quite some time.
"General, Madam."
As Yuwen Sheng walked past the three people toward the main seat as usual, he suddenly stopped halfway.
As soon as Zheng Quchi entered the tent, he didn't follow him, but instead ran to Wei Yao's side in a flash.
This shows a complete lack of self-awareness, treating oneself as a subordinate.
"Brother Wei," she greeted him warmly.
When Wei Yao saw her again, he couldn't help but be a little dazed. The difference between her male and female attire, and between her dark and fair skin, was enormous. She was like a completely different person. He found it hard to know how to get along with her, whether she was a tomboy or a pretty girl.
He gave a perfunctory response, but then fell silent.
With the general watching him closely, how could he dare to chat with her comfortably?
"Carpenter's square".
Ahead, Yuwen Sheng called out to her.
Zheng Quchi glanced at the reserved and silent Wei Yao, then at Yuwen Sheng who was waiting for her, and immediately understood what was going on. Reluctantly, she took small steps to approach Yuwen Sheng.
Must we follow him blindly and not take sides independently?
The promised freedom? What a lie.
Her gaze inadvertently fell upon the tiger skin on the upper bunk of the main seat. At first, she didn't recognize it, only feeling that it was somewhat familiar. But the more she looked at it, the more familiar it seemed. She paused for a moment, then noticed a wooden sculpture of "Yuwen Sheng" placed on the table...
She finally remembered.
She made all of these, and Yuwen Sheng brought them all over here and put them out.
She had initially thought he looked down on the things she had given her or sold, but now it seemed they were not only well-preserved but also displayed in the most prominent position…
After Yuwen Sheng sat down, he instructed those below, "Fu Rong, give the madam a new face."
Fu Rong had already received the instructions and was fully prepared. He cupped his hands and said, "Yes."
Fu Rong looked up at Zheng Quchi, whose expression was curious and somewhat eager, and asked as usual, "Madam, do you have any requests?"
I had long heard from Yuwen Sheng that Fu Rong had a pair of magical hands that could turn the rotten into the magical. Any face he had ever seen could be restored on another face. He also had a pair of ghost eyes that could detect all disguises and find out the clues.
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