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

“The Chanyu is indeed a magnanimous man,” Wen Yuanshu said, “but the barbarian tribes suffered a crushing defeat and need to recuperate even more than the Great Zhao. His Majesty is benevolent and will naturally provide the Chanyu with appropriate assistance as long as he sincerely submits. However, if His Majesty were to find out that the Chanyu has recognized two masters and harbors disloyal intentions, I fear that the tragedy of the entire tribe’s annihilation is just around the corner.”

Seeing Hu Yanzhuo's increasingly solemn expression, Wen Yuanshu smiled and said, "So, Chanyu, you can think it over carefully and let my brother go. The Wen family can help Chanyu get rid of that person."

Hu Yanzhuo's eyebrows twitched slightly, his gaze on Wen Yuanshu filled with inquiry.

This petite woman showed no fear in his presence, and moreover, she controlled the pace of the entire conversation from beginning to end.

Hu Yanzhuo suddenly had a wicked thought: "What if I just don't want to?"

Wen Yuanshu took another sip of tea, her smile unchanged: "I'm afraid the Chanyu can't refuse."

Wen Yuanshu picked up the hot tea in front of her and slowly took a sip: "The servants I brought are now scattered around the inn. If I haven't left within half an hour of them leaving, they will spread rumors all over the capital."

"It is said that the Chanyu's visit to the capital this time was intended to disrupt the court of the Great Zhao Dynasty. Taking action against the Wen family was only the first step. There are still hidden tricks up his sleeve."

Right now, protecting Wen Jing is the most important thing, so Wen Yuanshu doesn't hesitate to accuse him with the utmost malice.

Upon hearing this, Hu Yanzhuo's expression darkened further.

If these words were to get out, the Emperor of Dazhao would surely suspect his intentions. Moreover, Wen Jing would definitely be able to escape unscathed.

After all, if the barbarians came with malicious intentions and never intended to genuinely submit, then Wen Jingxing's assassination attempt would be beyond reproach.

Although he knew that Wen Yuanshu would definitely not be able to produce any evidence, once the rumors started, his situation would become very passive.

Moreover, even if she doesn't have evidence for the time being, once this rumor starts, the Wen family and the Embroidered Robe Commander are not to be trifled with. Even if they have to fabricate something, they will have to fabricate something about him. At that time, just as Wen Yuanshu said, the tragedy of the entire clan's annihilation will be right before our eyes.

He could not, and dared not, gamble with the lives of his entire clan.

Hu Yanzhuo gritted his teeth: "Miss Wen...you have some skill."

Wen Yuanshu smiled and said, "You flatter me, Chanyu."

Hu Yanzhu gritted his teeth and gave a forced, insincere smile.

After a long silence, Hu Yanzhuo finally said, "I'm curious about something else."

"Please speak, Chanyu."

"How does the Wen family plan to help me remove that shackle?" Hu Yanzhuo asked. "Now that the Wen family is asking for my help, we should make that clear, shouldn't we?"

Wen Yuanshu smiled and said, "We have a saying in our Great Zhao Dynasty: 'The boat will straighten itself when it reaches the bridge.' Let's wait and see, Chanyu."

How can we help him remove his shackles?

It's not that she doesn't want to talk about it, but rather that she herself doesn't know.

Upon hearing this, Hu Yanzhuo gritted his teeth inwardly.

This woman speaks sweetly, but in reality, she didn't reveal any useful information.

However, he accepted it just because the woman had sweet words.

Hu Yanzhuo looked at Wen Yuanshu with a meaningful expression, but his tone was very casual: "Then let's do it this way."

Wen Yuanshu secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Then may the Chanyu reveal the identity of the person behind you?"

Hu Yanzhuo glanced at her, a malicious smile playing on his lips: "Things will work themselves out."

Now, it was Wen Yuanshu who was secretly grinding her teeth.

"Alright," Hu Yanzhuo yawned, "I'm tired too. Take care, Miss Wen. I won't see you off."

Having been given the order to leave, and having finished her business, Wen Yuanshu got up and left.

As Chunhua left the inn in the capital, she breathed a sigh of relief, but then asked in confusion, "Miss, if he reveals who's behind this, we can address the problem more effectively. Wouldn't that be a good thing for him? Why doesn't he tell us?"

“That person must be someone from the imperial court,” Wen Yuanshu said. “The Great Zhao is in turmoil, and he, a barbarian leader, is too busy watching the show to possibly point out the way for us.”