May this scumbag husband, who favored his concubine over his wife, rest in peace.

Wen Yuanshu raised her hand, and the servants placed the items on the table and then withdrew.

Chunhua had already quietly clenched her fists.

Huyan Zhuo is not someone to be trifled with...

Wen Yuanshu remained completely calm: "Huyan Chanyu is now the leader of the barbarian tribes. To outsiders, he seems to be enjoying immense prestige, but beneath this prestige, there are probably many untold hardships he faces."

Hu Yanzhuo raised an eyebrow: "What a joke. Even if I lead my clan to submit to the Great Zhao, I will still be second only to the emperor outside the pass. What is there to be helpless about?"

"Perhaps." Wen Yuanshu smiled slightly.

The two stood facing each other in silence, neither able to determine a winner for the time being.

Chunhua's back was already soaked with cold sweat.

After a long while, Hu Yanzhuo laughed first: "Miss Wen is indeed worthy of being a descendant of the Wen family. Her courage and boldness are truly rare."

Hu Yanzhuo raised his hand: "Sit."

As he spoke, he sat down first.

Wen Yuanshu sat opposite him.

Hu Yanzhuo yawned and said, "Since Miss Wen has made this special trip, the person who tried to assassinate me must be someone close to you, right?"

There was nothing to hide, Wen Yuanshu nodded in agreement.

“I admire Miss Wen’s frankness, but I’m afraid Miss Wen will return disappointed on this trip,” Hu Yanzhuo said. “Putting everything else aside, I only have one question: if Miss Wen were the one who was assassinated, would Miss Wen have let it go so easily?”

Wen Yuanshu's smile deepened: "I am but a petty woman, while the Chanyu is the leader of a tribe. How dare I compare myself to the Chanyu?"

She was a petty woman, so she wouldn't let it go easily, but a clan leader has her own magnanimity. If you were as petty as her, you would be criticized.

As soon as she finished speaking, Hu Yanzhuo's expression turned strange.

Wen Yuanshu continued, "I heard that the previous Chanyu had a son... who was probably the Chanyu's older brother. He was born brave and could fight my brother without being at a disadvantage. The previous Chanyu valued him very much. However, after the previous Chanyu died, the other Chanyu also died for some unknown reason, and the position of Chanyu fell into your hands."

Hu Yanzhuo was somewhat surprised by Wen Yuanshu's knowledge of the barbarian tribes: "Your father and brothers are far away on the battlefield, yet you can explain things in such detail?"

"It was a letter my father wrote to my mother. I only glanced at it out of curiosity," Wen Yuanshu said calmly.

In the previous life, after the death of the previous Chanyu, the one who took the throne was not this one, but the naturally brave older brother of Huyan Zhuo, as mentioned by Wen Yuanshu.

It was because of him that the Wen family had to go to the frontier again, and in the end, the whole family was never able to return.

She hadn't thought about it deeply before, and it was only on the way here that she figured out the key point.

Hu Yanzhu chuckled: "Continue."

“The way the Chanyu came to power is suspicious. He must have had someone helping him behind the scenes,” Wen Yuanshu said. “The Chanyu’s trip to the capital this time was probably guided by this person.”

Hu Yanzhuo didn't speak, but his expression darkened slightly.

Wen Yuanshu seemed not to notice: "Perhaps the Chanyu came to the capital to repay that person's help and submitted to the Great Zhao according to that person's wishes. But this time, he asked the Chanyu to abandon the dignity of the barbarians and submit. Next time, he may make even more outrageous demands. Is the Chanyu willing to be used by others forever?"

The Chanyu (ruler) finally climbed to the position of leader, but now he is controlled by others. How does he feel about this?

Hu Yanzhu remained silent for a long time.

After a long pause, he finally said, "So, according to the young lady, you also think we shouldn't submit to the Great Zhao?"

“Now that we have come to the capital and have already expressed our intention to submit to His Majesty, if the Chanyu goes back on his word now, he may not be able to leave the capital,” Wen Yuanshu said, speaking of matters of life and death, yet her tone was extremely calm and composed. “What I mean is, rather than being restrained by others, it is better to break free from their control and have one less shackle.”

"We're all bowing down to others anyway, why would I care whether there's one person or two people stepping on my head?" Hu Yanzhu sneered.