Chen Ximei was very frustrated: "Sister Mu, knowing that the imperial envoy brought hundreds of personal guards, I guessed that something was wrong, and it turned out to be true."
Mu Yunhan felt really guilty and could only say: "Don't worry, I will go back with you and do my best to ensure that you are safe and sound. If nothing happens, the priest will be there."
Chen Ximei forced a smile: "I'm the one who made the fuss because I didn't have any trouble."
Mu Yunhan patted her shoulder: "General Wu should have figured it out a long time ago. Let's wait and see."
Otherwise Wu Yanzhuang would not have rushed to completely seal the royal tomb with copper juice yesterday.
Chen Ximei sighed: "No matter what, the luggage has to be packed. I will go and do it."
Mu Yunhan nodded without saying much.
When Chen Ximei's master and servant left, she sat quietly in the guest room for some time, and then ordered someone to call Mu An: "What are General Wu and Meng Jia doing at this time?"
Mu An frowned and said, "The military affairs of Seal are being handed over."
Mu Yunhan said: "Take me there."
The two siblings went to the front together. Wu Yanzhuang's military management was very strict and no idlers were allowed to wander around. Therefore, the two of them did not force their way in, but stood at the place they must pass in and out.
After about half an hour, Wu Yanzhuang walked out.
Mu An hurriedly stepped forward to greet him and said eagerly: "General."
Wu Yanzhuang patted his shoulder kindly and said with a smile: "I have nothing to do, so don't worry. It just so happens that I have wanted to go home for a long time. I really can't afford to stay here for many years."
This was meant for Mu An, and also for Mu Yunhan.
Mu Yunhan saw that his expression was relaxed and indeed showed no anger or frustration, so he bowed deeply to him.
It's useless no matter how much you talk about guilt. Instead, it makes you seem indifferent and just depends on what you do in the future.
Wu Yanzhuang said calmly: "I can't accompany you anymore, I have to make some arrangements for the trip."
As he walked along, he calmly and gently greeted the soldiers standing by.
The more calm he became, the more excited and sad the soldiers became. Many of them even shouted: "General, let me carry your burden and lead your horse!"
Someone took the lead, and the rest followed suit, and the quarrel suddenly turned into a pot of porridge.
"Quiet." Wu Guang roared at the top of his lungs, and his own eyes turned red first.
"Wu is not talented, but thanks to everyone's respect, he has been able to stay here for more than ten years. Thank you very much."
Wu Yanzhuang clasped his fists and saluted with a determined look: "The mountains are long and the rivers are wide, and the days ahead are long. If we are destined, we may see each other again."
Wu Guang and several other personal followers surrounded Wu Yanzhuang and left. The soldiers made a fuss, but when they saw that the imperial envoy ignored them, they had to disperse.
A personal guard came over and said, "Mrs. Anguo, my Lord has invited you."
It was Meng Jia he was talking about.
Meng Jia sat in Wu Yanzhuang's original position, looking down at the list of documents. When he heard the noise, he did not immediately raise his head to greet Mu Yunhan.
Mu Yunhan was not in a hurry and observed him silently.
His mustache was trimmed beautifully, his second-grade official uniform was neatly ironed, and his official boots were spotless. He looked very proud of himself.
If you look closely, you can't hide the joy in her eyebrows.
Of course she knew why he was happy, because Gu Fenglin was missing.
Mu Yunhan lowered her head to drink tea. She noticed that Meng Jia was also quietly sizing her up, but adhering to the principle that if the enemy can't move, I just pretended not to know.
Meng Jia saw her standing still and said pretendingly: "Ah, you're here, why don't you make a sound."