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

Wen Qinglan also smiled and walked towards him.

"I just went to see my aunt and cousin. My cousin's husband is here too. Shouldn't you go over and say hello?"

Yang Xun's face stiffened: "No, thank you."

If he had indeed intended to befriend the Wen family and Lu Chengyuan before, after what happened with Wen Qinglan, he would never dare to have such thoughts again.

Now, he has to think twice before even appearing in front of the Wen family.

“Alright,” Wen Qinglan said without forcing the issue. “I just talked to my cousin for a while and realized that I was terribly wrong about Aunt Shui in the family.”

If she had known earlier that attacking the mind was the best approach, she wouldn't have ordered the beating; it would have made her seem like a particularly tyrannical person.

Yang Xun, unaware of her thoughts, assumed from her words that she had changed her mind, and his eyes lit up: "Qinglan, you mean..."

Wen Qinglan sighed and said, "Since this mistake has already been made, there's no use saying anything now. Don't worry, my husband, I will have someone take good care of Shui Niangzi until she recovers."

Hearing her say that, Yang Xun was overjoyed: "Qinglan, you are truly my good wife!"

Wen Qinglan smiled slightly: "This is what I should do. I was blinded by something before and did such a thing, hurting my husband's feelings. I just hope my husband won't hold it against me."

"I won't hold it against you!" Yang Xun quickly replied.

He has no right to argue now, especially since Wen Qinglan has already said so, what else is there for him to argue about?

"My husband, you can rest assured that I will take care of the household affairs. It's time to think about your future."

If Yang Xun were here, given how much he values ​​Aunt Shui, everything sent over would probably have to pass through his eyes and even his mouth. If it were discovered, the matter would be in big trouble.

Therefore, she needed to get Yang Xun away so that she could take action.

However, Yang Xun had no idea what she was thinking. He only felt that Wen Qinglan was becoming more and more considerate, and he couldn't stop smiling.

After the banquet ended that day, Lu Chengyuan and Wen Yuanshu returned to the Lu residence.

After returning home, Lu Chengyuan received a secret letter and immediately became preoccupied.

Seeing his expression, Wen Yuanshu asked, "Was it sent from the barbarian tribes?"

Lu Chengyuan hummed in agreement, intending to pull her into his arms as usual, but then remembered that Wen Yuanshu was pregnant and he couldn't be so rash, so he gave up the idea: "Qi Rong sent a message saying that they are preparing to take action."

"How should we proceed?" Wen Yuanshu asked curiously.

"They said they wanted to show off the power of our Great Zhao Kingdom, kill the rebels in one fell swoop, and intimidate the barbarians."

Wen Yuanshu was stunned upon hearing this.

That's someone else's territory after all. To flaunt national power on someone else's territory sounds exciting, but if things go wrong, the consequences could be severe.

Lu Chengyuan sighed: "If it succeeds, that's fine; if it fails, I'm afraid..."

It seems the Wen family will have to go back into battle again.

Generals are not immune to dying on the battlefield. To be honest, it's already a miracle that the Wen family, who have been fighting abroad for so many years, were able to return unharmed. If they had gone a few more years, it would be hard to say.

Wen Yuanshu understood this principle, and her face immediately turned pale.

Seeing her like this, Lu Chengyuan panicked and quickly said, "Yuan Shu, nothing has happened yet, don't think too much. Besides, the people leading the team this time are the Duke of Li and the Third Prince, things may not necessarily come to that."

Even so, Wen Yuanshu still couldn't let go of her worries.

What if we completely break off relations and they never come back?

But the arrow was already on the bowstring and had to be released. They had already entered the territory of the barbarians, and they couldn't just cower and embarrass the Great Zhao.

Wen Yuanshu took a deep breath: "...You're right."

Anyway, it hasn't happened yet, and it may not necessarily come to that.

Even so, Wen Yuanshu's brows remained furrowed.

Until a finger pressed against it.

Wen Yuanshu snapped out of her daze and met Lu Chengyuan's helpless eyes.

“You’re overthinking things. The barbarians are much weaker than before, while our Great Zhao is strong and well-equipped. We can defeat them like it’s nothing,” Lu Chengyuan said. “Besides, which of the people who went this time was determined to die and had no other thoughts in their hearts? They wouldn’t go there with the intention of going to the extreme.”

"You should take good care of yourself now, and we can talk about the future later."

Not bad.

The only son of the Duke of Liguo had just gotten married. He had worked hard all his life, and with good days just around the corner, it was impossible for him not to want to come back.

And then there's Qi Rong. Chunhua has already started embroidering her wedding dress at home, so he's even less likely to act rashly.

As for the remaining third prince, Wen Yuanshu didn't know much about him, but the more noble a person's birth, the more they cherish their life. She could only hope that this third prince wouldn't be an exception.

Thinking about it this way, the situation doesn't seem so hopeless.

Seeing that Wen Yuanshu was coaxed in an instant, Lu Chengyuan shook his head helplessly.

Never mind, as long as we keep her calm for now.

"It's getting late, let's go to sleep."

"Ah."

Lying in bed, listening to the long, even breathing sounds of the person in his arms, Lu Chengyuan couldn't fall asleep.

I wonder what the situation is like with the barbarians these days.

-

It was late. Although the sky over the capital had long been completely dark, the barbarian tribes were just getting dark, and a sliver of the setting sun could still be seen on the horizon.

The group gathered together to discuss how to handle the situation.

They were indeed not afraid of death, but as Lu Chengyuan said, as long as they could live, they did not want to die.

“If we want to accomplish this, the few of us won’t be enough,” said Li Guogong. “After all, we are outsiders. If we try to take action, we will only face certain death. It’s too reckless. We can’t do it that way.”

The prestige of the Great Zhao Kingdom must be displayed, but we cannot simply lead men to behead that rebel.

After all, this barbarian territory belongs to the rebels. Although they brought the elite of the Embroidered Uniform Guard with them, they are outnumbered. If they were to fight, it would only be a matter of time before they were defeated.

The King of Chu raised an eyebrow: "Does the Duke already have a plan?"

Otherwise, the Duke of Li would not have said such a thing.

Duke Li smiled mysteriously: "As for a solution, I do have one. All of you, gather around here."

The crowd gathered around, listening to the Duke of Li finish speaking, then exchanged glances, all with mischievous smiles.

"That's a brilliant move, like catching a turtle in a jar!"