My delicate husband

Lan An didn't expect that Brother Wu would come to the hot pot restaurant with Brother Tongxu and Brother Kong. After all, Brother Wu has been very busy recently. He has started to govern the surrounding counties and is very busy.

Lan An looked at Brother Wu's face, which didn't look good. The dark circles and bags under his eyes were scary. Lan An was a little worried that Brother Wu would die suddenly.

"Brother Wu, how come you have time today?"

"I learned that you were in the county town, so I came here to have a drink with you."

"Have you not had a good rest recently?"

"I've rested. I get three hours of sleep every day."

Lan An was speechless. No wonder he looked so ugly. He was really relying on his youth to make an effort. He looked so weak. Fortunately, Brother Xia was not there, otherwise he would definitely be heartbroken.

Bai Lu felt very distressed to see Brother Wu like this. She tried to persuade him but he wouldn't work, and she didn't dare to write to Brother Xia to complain. It was so hard for him to no longer have to worry about the shop. Now, Brother Wu said to her every day, "I hope this guy takes care of his health."

"No, Old Wu, just sleep for three hours, aren't you tired?"

"I'm not tired. I'll have a drink first. What are you guys doing?"

"Then pour me a glass too, Modi, what about you?"

"An An doesn't like the smell of alcohol, so I'll give it a little less."

"What about the others? Are they full as usual?"

No, who would be so kind as to drink in broad daylight? But Brother Xie and Zhang Xiaomo had set an example, and the others in the private room had no objections. After all, if they had any objections, they wouldn't dare to speak out directly.

"Zhirun sent you a letter. I'm sorry, I opened it and read it. An'er, here, take a look."

"It's okay, Brother Wu."

Lan An knew that there must be something fishy going on when things went wrong, and it turned out that someone was waiting for him here.

The eyes of the other people in the private room were also focused on Brother Wu and Lan An.

Brother Wu handed the letter to Lan An with a look of reluctance on his face. His hand holding the envelope couldn't help but tremble, and the envelope was slightly deformed by Brother Wu's pinching.

Lan Euan felt that the content of the letter must be somewhat heavy. He was really afraid of this damn sixth sense. Every time he had this feeling, nothing good would happen.

Lan An took the letter but did not open it immediately. Everyone in the private room stared at the letter, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.

"Brother An, how about I read it?"

Lan Euan shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's just look at them one by one."

Sure enough, after reading the letter, Lan An's expression changed, and he looked at Brother Wu with some sympathy. It's true that Brother Xia was quite cruel. This had permanently cut off people's thoughts, and it would be a luxury for the two of them to meet in person from now on.

Lan An handed the letter to Zhang Xiaomo. After reading it, Zhang Xiaomo looked at Brother Wu with a complicated expression. He couldn't help but hug Lan An in his arms. Fortunately, his An An would always be with him.

The letter was delivered tacitly, and everyone felt more sympathetic towards Brother Wu after seeing the letter, and some of their previous resentment also dissipated.

When Brother Xie received the letter, his face was originally full of excitement, but he immediately restrained his expression, his brows slowly furrowed, and there was a hint of indignation.

"Fuck, Xia Runzhi is actually a prince. He really doesn't consider me a brother. I've only just realized this after knowing him for almost eight years. This bastard is really stingy. He always criticizes me every time I drink from him."

Everyone in the private room was a little helpless. Brother Xie was really generous. The key point was Brother Xia's identity. Seeing how indignant he was, everyone felt sorry for Zhu Ni, the bricklayer. It wasn't easy to fall in love with such a person.

"No, little brother An, why aren't you surprised?"

"When I first met Brother Xia, I felt that he was not the son of an ordinary family. He must be rich or noble. Later, when I saw him interacting with Brother Wu, I had some ideas about his identity, but I never thought he was a prince."

"Alright, Old Wu, you're not ordinary, are you? Judging from what Old Xia said, you're on par with him?"

"No, he is the king and I am the subject."

"Cut it out, just say it."

"The Prime Minister's eldest son, and Qinghe Xieshi's eldest grandson."

"Damn it, each of you has a different identity. Why are you coming to the common people to experience the sufferings of the world?"

Brother Xie was a little depressed. He found that all his friends were hiding their identities. He found that Zhu Ni Majiang was the best, so he immediately went to find Zhu Ni Majiang to comfort his wounded heart.

"Yibao, give me a hug. You probably don't have any other identity, right?"

“No, you don’t know my identity.”

Zhu Ni, the bricklayer, was speechless, but since he had chosen a husband, he was the only one who could dote on him.

"Brother Wu, what do you think?"

Zhang Xiaomo's tone was calm, as if it was just a casual question.

"I am his subject and his lord. I am his eternal pursuer. I will obey him."

"No, Old Wu, did you understand the letter? Old Xia said he was getting married, and you just watched him do nothing? Not to mention that he's going to settle down in some Anzhou, he wants you to be prime minister. How can you still meet?"

Brother Wu couldn't help but smile bitterly. His Runzhi was really cruel to him.

"You know, it will be a luxury for me to meet him in the future."

"Brother Wu, Brother Xia must have chosen Anzhou as his fiefdom because of you. Don't be too sad."

"Brother An, if Old Xia really didn't want to upset Old Wu, he wouldn't have agreed to marry the eldest daughter of the Xiao family of Chen County. Getting married a year later is too rushed. It wouldn't give Old Wu more time."

"Chenbao, if you keep talking, you'll have to sleep alone."

Everyone in the private room also admired Brother Xie's ability to add salt to the wound. Seeing Brother Wu like this, it was also very miserable. He had lost all his energy and spirit.

"Brother Wu, if you are appointed as the governor of Youbei County, who will govern Yunling County? We need to make Youbei County's economy rank among the top five in the country within five years. This is quite a challenge. Youbei's economy is currently at the bottom. Brother Xia, this is really a test for you. It's not easy to be a prime minister."

"Brother Mo, Brother An, I'll be asking you to take care of Yunling County from now on. Everything is basically back on track now. Normally, we have the legal advisor and the county magistrate on duty. I'll leave it to you to handle any major incidents."

Zhang Xiaomo and Lan An looked at each other and nodded in agreement. Everyone in the Zhang family was a little surprised, but they could understand.

Hearing this, Brother Xie couldn't help but speak

"Any of you who still have an identity? Let's tell you all at once today. Don't hide it. An Ge'er, you should have one too, right?"

Lan An was frightened by Brother Xie's sharp eyes. He almost felt that he was going to be exposed, but even if he confessed, Brother Xie probably wouldn't believe it and might even think he was a monster.

Zhang Xiaomo felt the nervousness of the person in his arms. He patted Lan'an's back soothingly and glanced at Brother Xie again.

"No, I was just joking."

"Brother Xiaomo, how big is Chuqi Kingdom?"

"An An, Chuqi Kingdom has 13 states and more than counties. It's very difficult to be in the top five. Right now, Youbei's economy is the fifth from the bottom. Brother Xia will also cause problems."

Lan An felt an inexplicable pressure. He just wanted to enjoy his retirement in peace, so why did he start to pursue a career?

"Brother Xiaomo, the prince can't return to the capital without a summons, and the prime minister can't leave the capital either. Then Brother Xia's marriage won't be the only time Brother Wu will see him in the next few years. It's really cruel to think about it."

As soon as Lan An said this, everyone fell silent. Everyone in the private room felt under great pressure. They were worried that they would be beheaded if they heard the incredible secret. Such a fight between gods should not harm small shrimps like them.

Lan An really felt that Brother Wu was about to break. If Zhang Xiaomo treated him like this, he would probably want to die.

"Don't talk nonsense, Old Wu, what do you think?"

"Of course I listened to him. He paved the way for me to become prime minister, a dream for so many scholars. But I was dissatisfied with that."

"Don't talk nonsense to me. Are you really planning to watch him get married and never see each other again in your life?"

"What can I do? I have always been his follower and I listen to him."

Brother Xie felt a little disappointed and wanted to say something, but Zhu the bricklayer stopped him.

"Chenbao, didn't you say you like drinking?"

"Okay, drink."

"You won't come home until you're drunk."

"You won't come home until you're drunk."

Everyone in the private room was willing to risk their lives to accompany the gentleman. Lan An was the only sober person in the room. Xue Ge'er had drunk quite a bit, and Zhang Xiaomo also drank a few more glasses, which was rare.