The frail counselor you said, you fight against three heroes alone?

There was a sigh from the crowd, and a woman said with contempt: "Alas, how could we have such a king? He did such a stupid thing, put the country in danger, and now he has no backbone."

Another man shook his head and said, "This Chachatu looks so majestic on weekdays, but I didn't expect him to be so incompetent at the critical moment. I'm afraid the Kushan Empire will have a hard time under his rule."

The faces of the people were full of disappointment and worry. They looked in the direction of the palace, their hearts filled with dissatisfaction with Chachatu and confusion about the future of the Kushan Empire.

And these discussions seemed to have wings and spread more and more widely among the people.

Chachatu paced back and forth in the room, his mind in a mess. These past two days had been extremely difficult for him, but he finally got through it.

He knew that he had to set off at this moment, and before leaving, he must meet Zhao Yun.

He took a deep breath and came to Zhao Yun's room.

His face was filled with a flattering smile, but there was a hint of subtle nervousness hidden in that smile.

"General Zhao Yun, I... I came here this time to say that I made a big mistake." Chachatu lowered his head, his voice full of regret, but in his heart he was thinking about how to get Zhao Yun to speak well of him in front of the prime minister, "I hope you can say a few good words to your prime minister when the time comes."

Zhao Yun stood aside, looking at Chachatu coldly, his eagle-like sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

A sneer appeared on his lips, thinking that Chachatu was always cunning, it was strange that he hadn't caused any trouble in the past two days.

"Hmph, you haven't done anything weird these two days, which is pretty good." Zhao Yun said lightly.

When Chachatu heard this, the smile on his face became even bigger, and he quickly said, "General, don't worry, I will never do anything bad."

Zhao Yun frowned slightly, with some complicated emotions in his eyes. He looked at Chachatu and slowly said, "I will try my best to speak well of you in front of the Prime Minister, but whether the Prime Minister can forgive you is not something I can control."

When Chachatu heard this, his expression instantly became much more relaxed, his eyes lit up, and he said with gratitude: "With the general's words, I feel relieved."

But he was still a little nervous, thinking that this was just a glimmer of hope. However, having Zhao Yun's help was always a good thing.

Zhao Yun sighed softly, moved his eyes away from Chachatu, and whispered, "Let's go, don't delay our trip any longer." After that, he strode forward.

Chachatu hurried to follow.

Chen Meng, Song Shuwen and others finally returned to Youzhou after a long journey.

Both of them had a look of fatigue on their faces.

They walked into the Prime Minister's Mansion. Song Shuwen straightened his clothes slightly and said to Chen Meng, "When I come back this time, I will report everything to the Prime Minister in detail."

Chen Meng nodded seriously, his heart full of importance for the report.

Back home, Xi Yu was playing with Gan Mei's cute child Xi Ping'an.

The little guy giggled, and the childish laughter echoed in the room.

Xiyu's face was filled with a gentle smile, and his eyes seemed to be filled with endless love. He thought to himself: This moment of peace is so rare.

At this time, a servant came to report that Song Shuwen had arrived.

Xi Yu's expression suddenly became serious. He gently touched the child's head and whispered, "Ping An, Daddy has something to deal with."

Then he hurriedly left Gan Mei's room and returned to his own room.

Xi Yu returned to the room with a gloomy face, looked at Chen Meng and Song Shuwen sharply, frowned and asked: "How was the Xianbei matter handled?"

Chen Meng stepped forward and solemnly recounted their experiences and handling of the situation in Xianbei. Song Shuwen occasionally added a few key details.

As Xi Yu listened, a sneer appeared on his lips, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself: "Humph, I knew that there would be problems with the Xianbei. Some people are never content."

After the two finished speaking, Xi Yu's expression eased a little. He nodded slightly, with a little appreciation in his eyes, and said: "You handled it properly this time and did not let the situation get worse."

He paused and waved his hand, "You've been tired from traveling all the way, go down and rest first."

Chen Meng and Song Shuwen looked at each other, and both of them showed a look of relief in their eyes.

Chen Meng bowed and said, "Thank you for your compliment, Prime Minister. We will take our leave now."

After saying that, the two of them turned and left the room.

Xi Yu looked at their departing backs, put his hands behind his back, and fell into deep thought, thinking about how to further deal with the Xianbei situation next.

Xi Yu stood quietly in the middle of the room, his eyes somewhat empty.

He was just thinking about the Xianbei, but somehow, Tuoba Yu's figure suddenly appeared in his mind without any warning.

He frowned slightly, looking a little annoyed, and kept telling himself in his heart: "Forget it, you must forget it."

He closed his eyes tightly, trying to drive the figure out of his mind.

However, the harder he tried, the clearer Tuoba Yu's face became.

His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and the cry in his heart became stronger and stronger: "Tuoba Yu, where are you?"

The voice echoed in his heart, like a question, or like a painful pursuit.

A look of pain appeared on his face, and his inner struggle made his breathing become a little rapid.

Song Meijiao walked into the room gracefully, carrying a bowl of steaming lotus seed soup.

When she saw Xi Yu struggling in pain, the smile on her face disappeared instantly, replaced by full surprise.

She hurriedly walked forward and gently placed the lotus seed soup on the table, making a slight sound.

She raised her head slightly and looked at Xi Yu, her eyes full of concern and worry, and asked softly: "Husband, what's wrong? Why do you look like this?"

Her heart was in turmoil, not knowing what had happened to make Xi Yu so distressed.

Xi Yu's brows were furrowed, his eyes were full of pain and confusion, and he said in a low voice: "I think of Tuoba Yu again."

Tuoba Yu's every smile and frown kept appearing in his mind, and every little bit of the past overwhelmed him like a tide.

Song Meijiao was standing aside. When she heard this, she lowered her head slightly and sighed softly.

A complex emotion flashed in her eyes. She looked at Xi Yu and said gently, "My husband, it is indeed a pity that she disappeared. But the fact that she couldn't grow old with you may also prove that she didn't have the blessing to spend her life with you."

There was a hint of melancholy in her tone, but it was more of a comfort to Xi Yu.

Xi Yu was slightly stunned after hearing what Song Meijiao said. He looked at Song Meijiao's gentle face and felt a little shaken.

He asked himself in his heart whether he should really let go of Tuoba Yu and cherish the person in front of him.

But the feeling of missing her still lingered in his heart, making it hard for him to let go. He rubbed his temple painfully and said, "But I can never erase her from my heart."

Song Meijiao had a gentle smile on her lips, her eyes sparkling, and she said softly: "Husband, this only shows that you are a man of affection and righteousness, which is a good thing."

She felt a little bitter in her heart. Although she understood Xiyu's concern for Tuoba Yu, she still hoped that he could pay more attention to her.

Xi Yu's gaze moved away from Song Meijiao's face and fell on the lotus seed soup on the table. He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Did you make this yourself?"

Song Meijiao nodded, with a hint of expectation in her eyes, and said: "Yes, husband. I thought you were tired from handling affairs, so I made it specially for you."

Xi Yu showed a smile on his face, and that smile seemed to dispel the haze in his heart. He said with concern: "In the future, if there is anything, just let the servants do it. You don't have to do everything yourself. Don't tire yourself out."

He thought to himself that Song Meijiao's feelings for him were truly rare, and he couldn't always be so absorbed in his thoughts about Tuoba Yu that he ignored her feelings.

Song Meijiao felt warm in her heart after hearing Xi Yu's words. She lowered her head slightly and said, "I don't feel tired working for my husband."

But she was thinking in her heart, as long as it could make Xiyu happy, there was no harm in doing more.

Xi Yu picked up the lotus seed soup, with a hint of tenderness and gratitude in his eyes.

He blew on the hot air gently, then scooped up a small amount with a spoon and put it into his mouth.

He closed his eyes slightly and savored the taste of the lotus seed soup carefully. The sweet taste spread on the tip of his tongue, the texture was soft and sticky, and the cooking time was just right. A satisfied look appeared on his face, and he secretly admired Song Meijiao's craftsmanship.

He opened his eyes, looked at Song Meijiao, his eyes full of smiles, and said: "This lotus seed soup tastes really good. Meijiao, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

When Song Meijiao heard Xi Yu's praise, a happy smile spread across her face and her eyes curved into crescents.

She said shyly, "As long as my husband likes it, I can cook it for you often in the future."

Her heart felt as sweet as honey and she felt that all her efforts were worth it.

There was a warm and harmonious atmosphere in Wan Henghua's home. Tuoba Yu was sitting beside him, helping with some simple housework.

At this time, Sang Yunlei strode into the yard.

He glanced around the room and spotted the extra Tuoba Yu, a look of confusion appeared on his face.

Sang Yunlei frowned and asked curiously, "Uncle, why is there one more person in this family?"

Wan Henghua came over with a smile, looked at Tuoba Yu lovingly, and then explained to Sang Yunlei: "This is a poor girl who has lost her memory. I saw that she was alone and helpless, so I took her in. Now she lives with me, and I gave her a name, Wan Xier."

Tuoba Yu greeted Sang Yunlei with a smile that was innocent yet a little shy.

Sang Yunlei also smiled at her in a friendly manner, and his gaze lingered on her face for a few seconds.

Wan Henghua said lovingly to Tuoba Yu: "Xier, go to the kitchen and wash the vegetables."

Tuoba Yu nodded obediently and said, "Okay, godfather." Then he turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Looking at Tuoba Yu's departing back, Sang Yunlei's eyes flickered with a strange light.

He moved closer to Wan Henghua and lowered his voice and said, "Uncle, I have an unwelcome request. This cousin is so gentle and charming, I wonder... can I marry her?"

His heart was full of anticipation, his eyes were fixed on Wan Henghua, his hands unconsciously clenched, and he felt uneasy. He thought of Tuoba Yu's beautiful face and pure temperament, and his desire became stronger.

After hearing what Sang Yunlei said, Wan Henghua was slightly stunned and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He frowned and pondered for a moment, feeling a little conflicted. On the one hand, he loved his nephew very much, but on the other hand, he was also worried about Tuoba Yu's current condition. After all, she had lost her memory, and he was not sure whether this was a good thing for Tuoba Yu.

He looked at Sang Yunlei and said slowly: "This is not a trivial matter, Yunlei, let me think about it carefully."

Sang Yunlei's eyes sparkled with eagerness, and he said eagerly: "Uncle, I really fell in love with this girl at first sight. I know this request is a bit abrupt, but I really hope you can be flexible."

His face was filled with anticipation and his hands were trembling slightly, as if Tuoba Yu had become the most important person in his heart.

Wan Henghua frowned, with a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

He stroked his beard and paced back and forth in the yard, constantly weighing the options in his mind.

After a long while, he looked up at Sang Yunlei and said slowly: "Yunlei, this is not a simple matter. She has lost her memory now and doesn't understand many things. I will think about it carefully, but don't hold too high hopes. After all, I am responsible for Xier's future."

Wan Henghua was very conflicted. He didn't want to disappoint his nephew, but he was also worried that Tuoba Yu would get hurt. His mind was in a mess at the moment.

After hearing what his uncle said, Sang Yunlei was anxious, but he also knew that he couldn't push too hard, so he sighed helplessly and said nothing more.

After a while, the food was served and the three of them sat around and started eating.

Sang Yunlei's gaze always unconsciously drifted towards Tuoba Yu.

His eyes were full of passion, as if he wanted to imprint Tuoba Yu's image deeply in his mind.

Tuoba Yu noticed his burning gaze and felt a little uncomfortable.

She lowered her head slightly, ate in silence, and tried her best to avoid Sang Yunlei's sight.

Wan Henghua saw all of this. He frowned and felt a little unhappy.

He coughed a few times, and the coughs were particularly loud in the quiet room.

When Sang Yunlei heard the cough, he realized his mistake. He smiled awkwardly, quickly looked away, pretended nothing had happened, and started eating seriously.

Tuoba Yu secretly glanced at Wan Henghua, his heart full of gratitude.

She knew that her adoptive father was protecting her and didn't want her to feel uncomfortable.

Wan Henghua nodded slightly at her with a soothing look in his eyes.

Although Sang Yunlei has returned to normal, he still has Tuoba Yu in his heart. He secretly wonders how he can get his uncle to agree to this marriage.

Wan Henghua gently pulled Tuoba Yu's arm and led her out of the yard.

The sun shone on them, and Wan Henghua's face was a little serious.

He looked at Tuoba Yu and said slowly: "Xi'er, Yun Lei just told me that he likes you. Uncle wants to ask for your opinion."

When Tuoba Yu heard this, his eyes suddenly widened and his face was full of surprise.

Her mind was in a mess and she kept thinking about this matter.

After a while, she bit her lip and said hesitantly, "Godfather, I have lost my memory now, and I don't know my past. Maybe I already have a husband, and he may be looking for me everywhere now. So, I can't agree to this marriage."

There was confusion and determination in her eyes. She told herself in her heart that she should not easily agree to someone's proposal without knowing the details.

After hearing what Tuoba Yu said, Wan Henghua nodded slightly, with a hint of relief in his eyes, and said: "Xi'er, the fact that you can think this way shows that you are a very principled child. Then your uncle will help you reject Yun Lei."

Wan Henghua slowly walked back into the house and looked at Sang Yunlei who was looking expectant. He frowned slightly with a hint of helplessness on his face.

Wan Henghua cleared his throat, looked at Sang Yunlei and said, "Yunlei, I just talked to Xier. I'm afraid this won't work."

When Sang Yunlei heard this, the expectation on his face disappeared instantly, and was replaced by full disappointment.

He asked anxiously, "Why, uncle?"

Wan Henghua sighed and said, "Xier said she lost her memory. She is not sure if she already has a husband. Maybe her husband is looking for her."

Sang Yunlei's eyes dimmed, he hung his head, and his heart was filled with frustration.

He thought to himself: How could this happen? I finally met a girl who made my heart beat faster, but we couldn't be together.

But he also knew that this matter could not be forced, so he said helplessly: "Okay, uncle, if that's the case, then it has to be like this." His voice was full of loss, and the expression on his face was very lonely, as if he had lost something extremely precious.

Wan Henghua comforted him, "Yunlei, don't be too sad. Maybe this is fate's arrangement. You will definitely meet a more suitable girl in the future."

Sang Yunlei walked out of Wan Henghua's house with a gloomy face, his heart full of resentment.

Every step I take seems to be venting the resentment in my heart.

When he walked out of the village, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

He stood there, his eyes slightly narrowed, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

A terrible idea gradually took shape in his mind.

He gritted his teeth and thought viciously in his heart: "I must get Tuoba Yu. Even if I can't marry her, I must get her."

His hands clenched into fists unconsciously, his nails digging deeply into the palms of his hands, but he felt no pain at all.

At this moment, he was already so overwhelmed by desire that the morality and conscience in his heart seemed to have been thrown out of the window.

He began to think about how to achieve his evil goal, and a ferocious expression appeared on his face.

Finally, he made a bold plan, that is, he would quietly come to his uncle's house at night. (End of this chapter)