Chapter 579 She cannot control people's hearts and feelings.
Upon hearing Pei Xingyuan's words, the room immediately fell silent again.
However, this silence was somewhat eerie, even making Shen Wuzheng hold his breath and look at him with a slight frown. Shang Ruyi's pupils seemed to have been violently shaken as if they had been hit by something strong.
After a long pause, Yuwen Ye finally said, "You mean—"
"That is, Yu Mingyue."
Compared to the somewhat secretive attitudes of the others, Pei Xingyuan seemed much more casual. Although on the surface, he was the one who suffered the most here, and even today, the injuries on his hands had not fully healed, with bandages still wrapped around his fingertips in several places—if it weren't for the concern about his hand injuries, Shen Wuzheng wouldn't have been so easily pulled over by him.
Seeing that the people around him were cautious and dared not speak easily, Pei Xingyuan said again, "Have you forgotten that this person is no ordinary person? Didn't she use her 'precognition' ability to scheme against us several times before?"
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"Moreover, everything she has done all along has been to help Yuwen Qian—"
Shen Wuzheng frowned and glanced at him. Pei Xingyuan pursed his lips and immediately changed his words, saying, "She did it to help Young Master Yuwen, to help him achieve great things."
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"If Taiyuan is really in trouble this time, will she stand by and do nothing?"
Shang Ruyi's eyes flickered slightly as she said, "What Young Master Pei means is—if Yu Mingyue can still foresee the future as before, then she should know the outcome of the Battle of Taiyuan beforehand. If there is merit, she will suggest that elder brother send troops to Taiyuan; if there is trouble, she will definitely prevent elder brother from taking any action, is that right?"
Pei Xingyuan clapped his hands and pointed at her, saying, "Smart!"
"..."
"Ruyi and I are still soulmates!"
Yuwen Ye glared at him.
Shang Ruyi, who was preoccupied, couldn't help but laugh when she heard his words. Shen Wuzheng, who was standing to the side, was too lazy to speak and silently lowered his head to drink a mouthful of porridge.
Pei Xingyuan looked at them excitedly and said, "So, isn't this a more reliable method? If someone can predict the future, then we'll see what they're going to do, and we'll do the same. Isn't that enough?"
Shen Wuzheng calmly put down the bowl and then said, "Is Yu Mingyue a stupid person?"
"……Well?"
Pei Xingyuan was taken aback, wondering why he would ask such a strange question at this time. He didn't know how to answer, but Shen Wuzheng didn't need his answer. He seemed to be more afraid that he would continue to joke around. He then said, "Although we found her in this battle, judging from her words and actions and the plans she has made along the way, she is definitely not a stupid person."
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"Since he's not stupid, he wouldn't sit idly by and wait to die."
Pei Xingyuan's eyes widened: "You mean—"
Shen Wuzheng said, "She knows that we already know of her existence, and she also knows that we know she has the ability to 'predict the future.' So the things she was able to manipulate in secret before are now all out in the open, right in front of us. How could she possibly act without any disguise?"
Shang Ruyi immediately said, "What you mean is, we want to use her 'precognition' ability to do things her way, but if she's smart enough, she'll definitely be able to guess that we'll do this, so when she makes another move, she might try to cover it up so that we can't figure it out?"
Shen Wuzheng smiled and looked at her: "That's exactly what I mean."
Yuwen Ye, who was standing to the side, said, "Not only that, if I were her, I would even use this to lure my opponent into a trap."
"...!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Wuzheng looked up at him. Their eyes met, both revealing a deep and sharp gaze, a perfect harmony, yet also a hint of unspoken hostility surging within them. After a moment, Shen Wuzheng nodded slightly: "Not bad."
On the contrary, Pei Xingyuan, who raised the question, seemed rather confused, as if he were bewildered by all the dazzling array of options. He looked at Shen Wuzheng, then at Yuwen Ye, and then at Shang Ruyi, and frowned, saying, "Why do I feel like I'm getting confused by all of you?"
Shen Wuzheng turned to look at him and said patiently, "If she knows that we have made contributions in the Battle of Taiyuan, and she also knows that we want to seize this credit, she may pretend to be unwilling to send troops. Once we follow her example, and she and Young Master Yuwen send troops again, we will have no way to salvage the situation."
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"Or, if she knows that the battle of Taiyuan is dangerous, but in order to lure us into a trap, she insists on seizing the opportunity to send troops, and if we fall for it and send troops as well, then it is very likely that we will fall into the enemy's trap."
Pei Xingyuan blinked and said, "So, we should do the opposite of what they do?"
Shen Wuzheng didn't speak, but raised his head and looked at Yuwen Ye again. A glint flashed in their eyes. Yuwen Ye said in a deep voice, "In our eyes, Yu Mingyue is not stupid; in her eyes, neither are the rest of us."
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"At least this series of schemes forced her to reveal herself, and she realized that we had a plan targeting her."
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"So, we think about it more deeply, and so does she."
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“We guessed that she would take advantage of our knowledge of her ability to predict the future, so we did the opposite. How could she not have thought of this? If she also takes advantage of our actions to do the opposite and sets a trap in advance, wouldn’t we still be walking into the trap she has set for us?”
At this moment, Pei Xingyuan's mind went completely blank.
He propped one hand on his forehead and waved the other, muttering, "Stop talking, I'm already confused by you all."
Shen Wuzheng smiled and shook his head.
He said, "In short, the matter in Taiyuan is still unresolved. What we need to do is remain calm and wait for the right moment. On the other hand, Miss Yu must have her own considerations in this matter. Our 'calm' is not only about Taiyuan, but also about her."
Yuwen Ye said, "Brother Fuming's words make sense."
Shang Ruyi nodded repeatedly. Although Taiyuan was involved, and she felt a vague unease, what Shen Wuzheng said was indeed the safest plan they could think of at the moment.
If nothing unexpected happens.
Pei Xingyuan looked utterly dejected. He had thought he had come up with a great idea, but a few words had left him completely bewildered and unable to extricate himself. At this moment, he could only slump weakly onto the table, muttering to himself, "I hate smart people..."
Shen Wuzheng smiled silently at him, but Yuwen Ye thought for a moment before saying softly, "Actually, Xingyuan's words make some sense."
"Um?"
Pei Xingyuan immediately looked up, his eyes sparkling as he stared at him: "What?"
Yuwen Ye said, "Although Yu Mingyue may make arrangements for other things, I think she cannot control people's hearts and feelings."
Shang Ruyi's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively asked in a hoarse voice, "You mean—"
Yuwen Ye said, "If something happens in Taiyuan, there may be merit or danger, but the most important thing is the people there."
Shang Ruyi asked, "Third brother?"
Yuwen Cheng!?
Yuwen Ye nodded and said, "As I said, although my elder brother has been cultivating and traveling outside for many years, his feelings for my third brother are still genuine. The reason we were able to force my elder brother to ask Yu Mingyue to produce the medicine this time is because we used the rumor that there was a plague in Taiyuan. It was also because my third brother was involved that we were able to succeed."
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"Therefore, if the third brother is really in danger, the eldest brother will definitely send troops."
He paused, then said in a deep voice, "I can do that too."
After pondering for a while, Shen Wuzheng understood and said, "I understand what you mean. Yu Mingyue may be able to change in a thousand ways, but she does not deviate from her origin, which is your brother; and your brother—he still has some things that we can control."
Yuwen Ye nodded slightly.
Shen Wuzheng said, "Then it seems we can't relax our observation of your brother too much. By the way, where is your brother now?"
Yuwen Ye thought for a moment and said, "Today, the last batch of patients in Yanzuo Ward will be cured and leave the city. At that time, there will definitely be joyous celebrations. However, my elder brother doesn't like crowds, so he probably won't go to join in the fun."
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"I wonder where he went."
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Just as Yuwen Ye said, the last batch of patients from Yanzuo Ward finally left Yanzuo Ward after Lin Shi'an and other medical officers confirmed that everything was alright. The place was indeed filled with joy and celebration. The people who returned to Yanzuo Ward cheered and jumped for joy. They were as happy as if it were New Year's Day when they watched the soldiers remove the wooden fences around the ward.
However, the person everyone praises is not in front of them.
Because the plague had been eradicated in Yanzuo Ward, the situation in Changle Ward had been improving, and more and more patients were gradually recovering and being released, which eased the tension in the entire Daxing City.
In other neighborhoods, people began to move freely among themselves, and roadside shops and restaurants opened one after another, attracting customers.
Even on some remote streets, the cries of street vendors have begun to be heard.
One of the stalls was selling hairpins and accessories. The stall owner was a short, clever young man who was calling out his wares. When he looked up, he saw a graceful figure slowly walking towards his stall. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the man was an exceptionally handsome gentleman, dressed in a dark blue robe. He had an elegant demeanor, and even walking on a bustling street, he seemed to be walking in a painting, untouched by the world.
The vendor couldn't help but hold his breath.
The handsome young man stood in front of the stall, looking down for a while. I thought he was going to look at the hairpins or jade bracelets that he considered his "treasures of the shop," but his clear eyes shifted slightly and he stopped looking at the most inconspicuous wooden comb in the corner of the stall.
After a while, the handsome young man reached out and picked up the wooden comb, gently stroking it for a moment.
Then he asked, "Boss, how much is this?"
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