After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

The next morning, he left the palace.

When Fu Jiuli woke up, his wife was still sleeping soundly.

He propped himself up with one hand, gazing at his wife, who lay quietly asleep beside him. Her skin was fair and delicate, her eyebrows were soft, and her long, thick eyelashes, like crow feathers, cast a small shadow under her eyes. Her nose was small and cute, and her lips were bright red and slightly swollen.

He was the one who kissed her last night, and she was begging for mercy under him...

His wife is both obedient and easy to bully.

Fu Jiuli's eyes were gradually filled with strong desire. He leaned over slightly, restrained himself, and gently kissed her forehead and lips, then stood up quietly and put on his clothes.

He couldn't help himself last night and accidentally made his wife very upset again. She would have to sleep until at least noon. He would go out for a while and come back quickly so that he could have lunch with her.

After cleaning up, he returned to the bedroom, kissed his wife again, and then walked out the door, looking back every few steps.

After riding for half an hour, Fu Jiuli arrived at an extremely secluded courtyard in the north of the city.

Standing at the door, reaching out and knocking.

After knocking for the second time, the door was opened from the inside, revealing Murong Yan's happy smile: "Xiao Jiu!"

Murong Yan opened the door wide, stepped aside, and stared at the man in front of her with excitement: "Xiaojiu, come in quickly. Auntie knew you would come. You have been smart since you were a child. You must have recognized Auntie..."

Fu Jiuli walked in, turned around and closed the door before looking at Murong Yan: "Is Shen Yan here with you?"

Murong Yan was stunned: "You..."

Fu Jiuli's face was expressionless: "I'm here to find Shen Yan. He killed my father-in-law."

Murong Yan's eyes flashed with hesitation: "Xiao Jiu, Shen Yan doesn't--"

But Fu Jiuli interrupted him: "I won't hurt him. I came here today just to know the whereabouts of my father-in-law's body."

Murong Yan calmed herself down and remained silent for a while before asking, "You really won't hurt him?"

Fu Jiuli's gaze fell on Murong Yan: "Shen Mu is my master."

"You...Master?" Murong Yan was shocked.

"Yes." Fu Jiuli said slowly: "Half a year after I entered the palace, he found me and taught me Kung Fu..."

"So, what you are doing now is what I want to do. Shen Yan is the murderer, not Shen Mu."

He was terrified and secretly investigated for a long time. Fortunately, it was not his master who killed his father-in-law...

As long as Shen Yan is completely wiped out and Shen Mu comes back, it will be considered revenge for his father-in-law.

Murong Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, she felt a sense of regret. Fate had played such a trick on her. She hadn't found her nephew back then, but she hadn't expected that by some strange twist of fate, the emperor's husband was actually her nephew's master...

She brought Fu Jiuli to the largest room in the backyard. The man was fast asleep on the bed, showing no signs of waking up.

Fu Jiuli frowned: "What's going on? Is he now... Shen Yan or Shen Mu?"

Thinking about what she had done these days, Murong Yan felt quite embarrassed, especially when facing her nephew, she couldn't say it out loud.

But since Xiaojiu asked, Murong Yan suppressed her embarrassment and told him the whole story, skipping all the details.

Fu Jiuli was silent for a moment: "In other words, it is still uncertain whether he is Shen Yan or Shen Mu. It is possible that Shen Yan has disappeared..."

"Yes." Murong Yan nodded: "But if you want to find out Shen Yuan's whereabouts and must call Shen Yan back..."

She raised her eyes to look at Fu Jiuli, her gaze firm: "I don't agree."

Fu Jiuli didn't say anything.

Murong Yan sighed: "Xiaojiu, my aunt knows that you love your wife and wants to help her find your father-in-law's body..."

"But Xiaojiu, do you know? My aunt's only wish for the rest of her life is to find Shen Mu... He and I have a daughter, and she has never seen her father..."

Murong Yan's fox eyes were filled with tears: "Xiaojiu, please don't stop Shen Mu from coming back... okay?"

Fu Jiuli looked at Murong Yan, his brows filled with helplessness: "When did I ever say I would stop him from coming back?"

"He is not only your royal husband, he is also my master."

"Just follow your plan. I won't disturb you. As for my father-in-law's whereabouts, I'll check it out."

After saying that, he turned and walked away.

"Xiaojiu——" Murong Yan wiped her eyes with a handkerchief embarrassedly and called him.

Fu Jiuli turned around and asked, "Anything else?" He still had to rush home to have dinner with his wife.

Murong Yan quickly walked over to him and asked in a low voice, "What are your plans?"

If her nephew had not been castrated, she would definitely have persuaded him to return to Xining to take back his place, but now... she didn't know what to do.

Fu Jiuli thought for a moment and said, "Once I have sorted out all the arrangements, I will resign from my post to His Majesty. Then, I will return to Xining to take back that position."

Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. Even though he is now second only to the emperor in North Vietnam, he may fall into the quagmire if he is not careful one day.

It didn't matter when he was alone before, but now he has a wife. He must stand at the pinnacle of power to ensure that his wife is safe and secure, and not be influenced by anyone or anything.

"Really?" Murong Yan's eyes lit up at first, but then quickly frowned: "But you..." You are a eunuch.

Murong Yan couldn't utter the last few words even when they were on the tip of her tongue.

Fu Jiuli thought of his wife, his eyebrows raised slightly, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "I have already made the arrangements. I will resign and leave in one month."

He glanced at the man lying on the bed and said, "Don't worry about my affairs. You should think carefully about how to wake up your husband."

Fu Jiuli glanced at the sky and said, "I have to go now. Remember to send me a message if you have any news."

Before he finished speaking, the man had already hurried out of the yard.

By the time Murong Yan reacted and chased after him, her nephew had already ridden away. She could only see the backs of the man and horse galloping from afar.

She smiled and shook her head. Her nephew must be in a hurry to go back and see his wife.

It's just a pity for my niece-in-law. Such a handsome man can only be looked at but not used...