Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

Qiao Mu's subordinates were at odds, primarily between the brothers, led by Adama, and Mr. Mu. They resented Qiao Mu's insistence on defending a man they had just met, but they were all reckless men, lacking strategic tactical skills, and thus able to suppress their restlessness. This was a classic clash between civil and military officials.

Now they saw the threat from He Ru. They thought that if there was a Mr. Mu, there would be another He Ru, so they didn't dare to go too far under Qiao Mu's nose, but they kept making small moves.

After comforting the brothers, Qiao Mu joined them for a drink. They sat in the courtyard, devouring meat and drinking wine, as if they had returned to the days before Mr. Mu appeared. They felt once again that His Highness belonged only to them. They talked at length, linked arms, and laughed freely, feeling incredibly happy.

Even He Ru's meals today were luxurious, and she was lucky enough to get her first new set of clothes since she came here. It was a complete set, including an inner garment, and an ordinary coat on the outside. It looked very warm, and was bought by Ada himself.

What Ada and others wanted was actually very easy to satisfy, and Qiao Mu obviously realized his previous inappropriateness.

After drinking a few glasses, Ada said cryptically, "Your Highness, let's let that bitch He Ru go! She is a hindrance to our team." They didn't care about Mr. Mu, and they knew that everything on the battlefield was a matter of stance. They firmly believed that they were the only ones who truly cared about Qiao Mu, and they also believed that they would be able to accompany Qiao Mu to the top.

They can accompany Qiumu to the top, but they alone are far from enough.

They spoke so loudly that He Ru could hear them.

Qiao Mu didn't answer. He still believed He Ru was a talented person. He didn't want to cause further discord among his subordinates, so he spoke at length and earnestly, "Ada, I know you've been wronged, and I've always remembered your kindness. You've always been important to me, and no one can replace you. Please believe me, okay?"

After hearing this, everyone stopped talking and seemed to be thinking, and the atmosphere became quiet for a while.

Qiao Mu gave them some time to think and then went to see Mr. Mu alone. He even went to the kitchen to bring him a bowl of porridge.

One of the remaining brothers in the courtyard spoke up, "His Highness never lies. We should trust him. Besides, we don't have Mr. Mu's brains, do we? What's wrong with having one more person to share His Highness's worries? Do you really think His Highness would wholeheartedly trust someone with unknown origins?"

Most of them were simple-minded and thought this was right, so they all looked at Ada. Although Ada was still a little dissatisfied, he gave in when he saw that his brothers were willing to believe him. "Okay, let's eat and drink to our heart's content."

Ada lost his previous open-mindedness. He was thinking that he was different from the other brothers. Mr. Mu's appearance did not have such a big impact on others, but it had a huge impact on him! In the past, His Highness would talk to him about anything. What about now?

Oh, don’t think about it anymore. As long as Mr. Mu doesn’t go too far, he can accept it.

When Qiao Mu arrived at Mr. Mu's place, he saw him sitting on the bed reading a book. He looked very cool, with an empty bowl of porridge beside him. Qiao Mu was relieved to see this. "You've eaten! Are you feeling any worse?" he said, reaching out to touch Mr. Mu's forehead.

Being dodged by Mr. Mu, Qiao Mu didn't seem embarrassed. He put his hand down and sat on the edge of the bed. "Would you like another bowl?"

Mr. Mu shook his head.

There was a moment of silence, and the atmosphere became a little awkward. But Qiao Mu, the chatterbox, naturally wouldn't allow it.

He said, "The brothers all suggested letting He Ru go. What do you think?"

Mr. Mu was naturally still not optimistic. He just said, "I still say the same thing. Now it depends on your choice." When Qiumu asked this question, Mr. Mu already knew the answer.

Qiao Mu looked at Mr. Mu with a smile: "Don't you want to avenge the arrow she shot you? Hahahaha!"

Mr. Mu said calmly, "If I were in her shoes, I would do the same thing. If I still care about things like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to live my life. I'll just be counting on my fingers every day to see if I've taken revenge on those who have offended me."

"Hahahaha, it's still Mr. Mu as expected."

The room became quiet again, with only the occasional sound of Mr. Mu flipping through pages.

Finally Qiao Mu spoke: "I think we should keep her."

Mr. Mu: “Yeah!”

Seeing Mr. Mu's approval, he was very happy, "Okay, okay! Trust people when you employ them, and don't employ people if you don't trust them. You two must get along well with each other in the future!" Because if Mr. Mu really looked down on someone, he would never agree no matter what.

Mr. Mu: “Yeah!”

"Then I'll go back first. You should have a good rest! Do you really not need to drink another bowl of porridge?" Before he could answer, she directly placed the empty bowl on the table on the tray he brought, without any intention of waiting for Mr. Mu's answer.

"I am leaving."

"drink!"

Qiao Mu felt as if he heard something, and he took back his left foot. He asked in confusion, "What did you say?"

"I drink!"

Qiao Mu thought that things wouldn't normally develop like this, but he continued walking towards Mr. Mu.

A dark shadow quietly left outside the door.

Qiao Mu put the tray on the table and took the bowl of cold porridge to the bedside.

"It's cold, change it!"

"No thanks." He put down the book and took the porridge. He ate it slowly, mouthful after mouthful. Qiao Mu, who was standing by, saw that he was a bit bored while eating, so he picked up the book Mr. Mu had just been reading and saw that it was a storybook.

A little shocked, look at the cover: "Arithmetic"

No problem! Why is the content a little different? I took another look and saw a line of small words in the corner: Jade-faced Fox and Pretty Scholar.

"Okay, okay, let's play it this way." He looked at Mr. Mu curiously. He seemed to be watching very seriously just now. Is it so magical?

Maybe the content is good, let’s take a look.

"The scholar put down his bag, said "Thank you!" to the person next to him, and then picked up his pen to read and make annotations.

Seeing this handsome young man, and how hardworking he was, Xiaoyu couldn't help but blush... "

"you can go now!"

Hey! This book can talk, is it really that magical? Could this Xiaoyu really be a vixen? But if she's a vixen, what does it have to do with me? How could I hear voices?

When he was confused, a pair of big hands covered the book, and Qiao Mu realized that it was Mr. Mu who was speaking.

In fact, he hadn't figured out anything yet, he just felt it was boring.

He took the empty bowl and said, "Then I'll go back. Don't look at this thing. I'll have someone send you something interesting later." Then he took the "Arithmetic" away.