Murong Haitang immediately explained why this was a reason for Wu Yuan to recruit troops.
After a while, Yan Miao and others all gave Murong Haitang their thumbs up, their faces full of admiration.
But Murong Haitang smiled and shook his head, and then pulled up Yan Fei who had never said a word.
"Actually, this is the result of a discussion between Yan Fei and I. Don't always praise me, Yan Fei is also very good."
Yan Fei, who was suddenly pulled up, immediately became embarrassed and uneasy. She quickly broke away from Murong Haitang and sat down, burying her head in her chest, not daring to look at the crowd.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward. Everyone knew about the conflict between Yan Fei and Wu Yuan.
There is now a layer of estrangement between Yan Fei and Wu Yuan. Although everyone wants to make the two reconcile as before, the person who tied the bell still has to untie it, and Wu Yuan has to take the initiative to speak.
Even if Xin Ruyan was involved, it didn't have much effect.
But at this moment, Xin Ruyan still touched Wu Yuan's arm and signaled Wu Yuan to say something.
Wu Yuan was indeed looking at Yan Fei at this moment. He felt angry when he saw that Yan Fei, who used to be cold and confident, had become more taciturn, even a little inferior and lonely.
"Keep your head up."
Wu Yuan suddenly said with some indifference.
Xin Ruyan's expression changed. She hoped that Wu Yuan would say something nice, but she didn't expect that Wu Yuan would adopt a commanding tone as soon as he came up.
Wang Baobao, who didn't know why, suddenly became interested in the strange scene in front of him. This is not common, so you should eat it while it's hot.
At this moment, even snack foodie Mo Qiaoer stopped chewing and looked nervously at Wu Yuan and then at Yan Fei.
Murong Haitang touched Yan Fei, who still had her head lowered, and hoped that Yan Fei would be braver.
As the closest person to Yan Fei, Murong Haitang had long sensed that something was getting worse and worse with Yan Fei, and her condition was getting worse and worse. If this continued, Yan Fei might not be able to think about it anymore.
But unexpectedly, Yan Fei stood up suddenly, but still lowered her head, "I shouldn't have come, I disturbed everyone's interest, so I'm leaving first."
After saying that, Yan Fei was about to escape from here.
"Yan Fei!"
"Yan Fei!"
Several women shouted Yan Fei's name quickly, but Yan Fei still walked towards the door without looking back.
Just when Yan Fei was about to open the door and go out, Wu Yuan shouted softly: "Yan Fei!"
Yan Fei's delicate body trembled, and she froze on the spot.
Wu Yuan looked at Yan Fei's back and said coldly: "Come back and sit down!"
Yan Fei lowered her head and struggled internally. She didn't know how to face Wu Yuan. Facts proved that Wu Yuan was right. Wu Yuan rescued Mr. Zhuri in his own way.
He also gave Mr. Zhuri freedom and released him from the palace.
Although Mr. Zhuri had already left the capital and headed to Boulder City to find his old friend Lao Tie, Mr. Zhuri found her before he left.
Because when Mr. Zhuri was under house arrest by Emperor Wu, only Mo Qiaoer and Yan Miao were around, and Yan Fei failed to come back, so Mr. Zhuri never had a chance to say anything to Yan Fei.
Even when he found Yan Fei as soon as he came out, Mr. Zhuri already knew about the conflict between Wu Yuan and Yan Fei. He did not expect that because of him, his most sensible granddaughter would be in an unprecedented predicament.
So before leaving, Mr. Zhuri chatted with Yan Fei for a whole night before leaving.
It was that night that Yan Fei finally realized how wrong she had been.
In the end, Mr. Zhuri gave her a message, "Listen to your inner thoughts. If your heart already belongs to someone, hold on to it firmly. There will be no need for any struggles or embarrassments in the future."
Although Yan Fei knew what Mr. Zhuri meant, she felt that she could no longer return to Wu Yuan.
Even today, if Murong Haitang hadn't forced her to come, she would not have planned to come. It wasn't that she didn't want to, but that she didn't dare to face Wu Yuan.
Just as he was struggling in his heart, Wu Yuan said again: "Do you want me to say it a second time?"
Murong Haitang stood up quickly, took Yan Fei's hand and walked back, "Come back, our prince has never been a stingy person. Go and pour the prince a glass of wine."
As he spoke, he handed the wine bottle and cup into Yan Fei's hands.
Murong Haitang was so smart, and she knew how to watch people's emotions. She knew that Wu Yuan's appearance was serious and his voice was cold, but this was already giving Yan Fei a chance.
It's just that the person who tied the bell still had to untie it, but everyone thought wrong. The person who tied Yan Fei was never Wu Yuan, but Yan Fei herself.
Yan Fei's hands were trembling slightly. She had never thought that pouring wine would be so difficult.
But in a daze, Murong Haitang still pushed him in front of Wu Yuan, and even Xin Ruyan made room for Yan Fei.
Everyone looked at Yan Fei with great nervousness and expectation, and cast encouraging glances.
Suddenly, Mo Qiaoer was so nervous that she choked on the food in her mouth and coughed violently.
Unexpectedly, the next second, Yan Miao and Xile were gagged together.
This move almost made Mo Qiaoer choke to death, and tears flowed out. If he hadn't used his inner strength to suppress it in the end, he might have had to explain this. This made Mo Qiaoer want to cry a little, but he couldn't care less in the blink of an eye.
After all, they continued to look at Yan Fei and Wu Yuan with wide eyes.
Yan Fei's body tensed up and she poured wine for Wu Yuan under Murong Haitang's urging and encouragement, but her hands shook uncontrollably and spilled the wine everywhere.
But no one came to help, and they all knew that Yan Fei could only rely on herself now.
Yan Fei also secretly cursed herself for being useless, and quickly held her shaking hand with her other hand, but she still couldn't control it.
Looking at the unfilled wine glass, Yan Fei felt that this seemed to be a hint that she and Wu Yuan were like this glass of wine and could never get together.
Big tears fell into the cup, and Yan Miao and others started to cry.
There is no right or wrong in the conflict between Yan Fei and Wu Yuan, they just have different positions and different ideas.
Mo Qiaoer tried to help several times, but was always held down by Yan Miao and Xi Le. Although they were anxious and distressed, they had to watch.
Wang Baobao also gradually changed from a playful attitude to watching the fun, and began to become serious. At this moment, she somewhat understood the reason why those hands that could wield a sword steadily and fiercely could not fill a glass of wine. The strong emotion was the root cause.
Such a girl is simply a treasure. Does Wang Baobao even think that Wu Yuanyuan was such a cold and cruel person?
But the next second, Baobao Wang's eyes lit up slightly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he murmured in his heart: "He's not!"
The other women also stared with wide eyes, looking at the scene in front of them, with expressions of relief on their faces.
At this moment, their hanging hearts were finally relieved, and everyone had an aunt-like smile on their faces.