A whispered voice came from the crowd, and a woman said contemptuously: "Hey, how could we have such a king? We did such a stupid thing and put the country in danger. Now we have lost our backbone again."

Another man shook his head and said, "This Chachatu looks majestic on weekdays, but he didn't expect that it would be so unbearable at the critical moment. Under his rule, the Kushan Kingdom may not have a hard time in the future."

The people's faces were full of disappointment and worry. They looked at the direction of the palace, were full of dissatisfaction with Chachatu, and were also confused about the future of the Kushan Kingdom.

And these arguments are like wings, and they are spreading more and more widely among the people.

Chachatu paced back and forth in the room, his heart felt like he was confused. For these two days, he was like a needle and needle, and finally got over it.

He knew that he had to set off at this moment, and before he set off, he must go to see 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 undetectable tension in that smile.

"General Zhao Yun, I... I'm here this time to say that I made a big mistake." Chachatu lowered his head, his voice full of regret, but he was thinking about how to let Zhao Yun say good things to him in front of the Prime Minister, "I hope you can speak a few good words in front of your Prime Minister at that time."

Zhao Yun stood aside and looked at Chachapao coldly. His sharp gaze seemed to be able to see through everything.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, thinking that this picture has always been tricky, but it is strange that there has been no trouble in the past two days.

"Hmph, you haven't done anything wrong these two days, it's pretty good." Zhao Yun said lightly.

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

Zhao Yun frowned slightly, with a little complicated emotion in his eyes. He looked at Chachatu and said slowly: "I will try my best to say a few good words to 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, the expression on his face became much more relaxed instantly. His eyes lit up and he said with gratitude: "I feel relieved if there is such a general."

But he was actually a little nervous, thinking that this was just a little more hope, but it was always a good thing to have Zhao Yun help.

Zhao Yun sighed softly, looked away from Chachatu, and whispered: "Let's go, don't delay the trip any more." After that, he walked forward with great strides.

Chachatu quickly followed.

Chen Meng, Song Shuwen and others were busy all the way and finally returned to Youzhou.

Both of them had a little fatigue on their faces.

They walked into the Prime Minister's Mansion, Song Shuwen tidied up his clothes slightly and said to Chen Meng: "I will definitely report the matter to the Prime Minister in detail when I come back this time."

Chen Meng nodded seriously, his heart full of attention to the report.

And in the mansion, Xi Yu was teasing the cute child in Ganmei.

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

Xi Yu's face was full of a gentle smile, and there seemed to be endless love in his eyes. He thought in his heart: This moment of quiet time is really 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 do."

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

Xi Yu returned to the room with a calm face, looked at Chen Meng and Song Shuwen with sharp eyes, and frowned and asked, "How to deal with the Xianbei affairs?"

Chen Meng took a step forward and spoke out their experiences and handling of the Xianbei situation with a serious expression. Song Shuwen added a few key details from time to time.

As Xi Yu listened, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself: "Hmph, I knew there would be something wrong with the Xianbei area, and some people were never restless."

After the two of them finished speaking, Xi Yu's face eased a little. He nodded slightly, with a little admiration in his eyes and said, "You have handled it properly this time and did not make the situation worse."

He paused and waved his hand, "You have worked hard all the way, so go and have a rest first."

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

Chen Meng bowed and said, "Thank you for the praise of the Prime Minister, then we will take the leave first."

After saying that, the two turned around and left the room.

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

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

He was still thinking about the Xianbei incident just now, but for some reason, Tuoba Yu's figure broke into his mind without warning.

He frowned slightly, as if he was a little upset, and kept reminding himself in his heart: "To forget, you must forget."

He closed his eyes tightly and tried to drive the figure out of his mind.

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

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

The voice echoed in his heart, as if he was questioning, and as if he was pursuing hard.

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

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

When she saw Xi Yu's painful struggle, the smile on her face disappeared instantly, replaced by a lot of surprise.

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

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

Her heart was full of ups and downs, and she didn't know what made Xi Yu so distressed.

Xi Yu frowned, his eyes full of pain and confusion. He said in a low voice: "I remembered Tuoba Yu again."

Tuoba Yu's every frown and smile constantly appeared in his mind, and the little bits and pieces of the past drown him like a tide.

Song Meijiao stood aside, and when she heard this, she lowered her head slightly and sighed softly.

A trace of complex emotions flashed in her eyes. Looking at Xi Yu, she said gently: "Husband, it is indeed regrettable that she has disappeared. But she cannot work with you until she grows old. This may also prove that she does not have the blessing to spend her whole life with you."

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

After hearing Song Meijiao's words, Xi Yu was slightly stunned. 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 people in front of him.

But the feeling of longing was still entangled in his heart, making it difficult for him to let go. He rubbed his temples in pain and said, "But I can't erase her from my heart."

Song Meijiao had a gentle smile on her lips and her eyes were shiny. She whispered: "Husband, this only means that you are a kind person, and this is a good thing."

She felt a little bitter in her heart. Although she understood Xi Yu's concern for Tuoba Yu, she still hoped that he could focus more on himself.

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

Song Meijiao nodded, with a hint of expectation in her eyes, and said, "Yes, husband. I think you are tired of handling affairs, and I did it for you."

A smile appeared on Xi Yu's face, and the smile seemed to dispel the haze in his heart just now. He said with care: "If you have anything to do in the future, you don't have to do it yourself, don't exhaust yourself."

He thought to himself that Song Meijiao's feelings for him were really rare, and she could not always immerse herself in her longing for Tuoba Yu and ignore her feelings.

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

But she was thinking in her heart that as long as she could make Xi Yu happy, it would be okay to do more.

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

He blew the heat gently, then spooned a small mouthful and put it into his mouth.

He closed his eyes slightly and carefully savored the taste of the lotus seed soup. The sweet taste spreads on the tip of his tongue, the taste is soft and glutinous, and the heat is just right.

A satisfied expression appeared on his face, and he secretly admired Song Meijiao's skills in his heart.

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

When Song Meijiao heard Xi Yu's praise, her face was filled with a happy smile and her eyes were crescent.

She said shyly: "As long as my husband likes it, I can make it for you to eat in the future."

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

There was a warm and harmonious atmosphere in Wan Henghua's home. Tuoba Yu was sitting obediently, helping to organize some simple housework.

At this time, Sang Yunlei strode into the yard.

His eyes swept through the room and found the extra Tuoba Yu, with a look of confusion on his face.

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

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

Tuoba Yu smiled and greeted Sang Yunlei, with a pure smile and a little shyness.

Sang Yunlei also smiled at her friendly and his eyes stayed on her face for a few more seconds.

Wan Henghua said to Tuoba Yu kindly: "Xi'er, go to the kitchen and wash the vegetables."

Tuoba Yu nodded obediently and replied, "Okay, adoptive father." Then he turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

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

He approached Wan Henghua and said in a low voice: "Uncle, I have a ruthless request. This cousin is so gentle and charming. I wonder... can I marry her?"

His heart was full of expectation, his eyes were fixed on Wan Henghua, his hands were unconsciously clenched, and he was uneasy. Thinking of Tuoba Yu's beautiful face and innocent temperament, his desire became stronger and stronger.

After hearing Sang Yunlei's words, Wan Henghua was slightly stunned, with a look of surprise on his face.

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