The man wearing a straw hat was quietly in the corner, and his figure was inconspicuous among the crowd.

He listened to everyone's conversation and thought to himself: "My ancestor and the famous assassin Jing Ke are brothers. How can I lose face? Tonight, I will go to the county jail to rescue Jia Xu."

His eyes were firm and calm, as if he had already formulated an action plan in his heart.

The man looked up slightly, looked at the dazzling sun in the sky, and thought to himself: "When night falls, it will be my time to act."

He took a deep breath and then slowly spit out, as if he was adjusting his condition and preparing for the upcoming challenge.

The man had only one goal in his heart - to rescue Jia Xu.

Xi Yu sat by the window at home, frowning and feeling depressed. The room was filled with a depressing atmosphere.

After a while, Xi Shi gently walked into the room, holding a bowl of steaming lotus seed soup in his hand.

"Husband, I just learned how to make lotus seed soup and want to serve you personally." Xi Shi said softly, his eyes full of concern.

Xi Yu waved his hand impatiently and said irritably: "Didn't you see that I'm in a bad mood? Take it away, I have no appetite!"

A hint of disappointment appeared on Xi Shi's face, but she insisted: "Just try it and see if it tastes delicious."

Xi Yu suddenly stood up and shouted angrily: "I said I don't want to eat, you can get out of here!"

Xi Shi's eyes suddenly became wet and tears flowed down uncontrollably. She turned around and left the room while crying.

She really didn't understand why Xi Yu treated her like this.

After a while, Xi Yu sat on the chair, frowned, and felt secretly annoyed.

"How could I treat Xi Shi like that just now? She just wanted to care about me, but I was so angry about her because of my irritability. It was so excessive."

He slowly stood up, walked to the table, and looked at the bowl of lotus seed soup that was already a little cold.

Xi Yu stretched out his right hand, gently picked up the bowl, first scooped a little lotus seed soup with a spoon and put it into his mouth.

The sweetness of lotus seed soup spread in his mouth.

His eyes couldn't help but lit up: "Well, it's really delicious."

After eating, Xi Yu put down the bowl and couldn't help but reach out and touch his chin, as if thinking about something. After a while, he seemed to have made a decision and raised his feet to walk towards Xi Shi's room.

After Xi Shi returned to the room, she fell on the bed, tears pouring out like a flood that broke through the dam, and her shoulders were trembling slightly.

The maid came over and asked with concern: "Miss, what's wrong with you? Why are you so sad and crying?"

Xi Shi sobbed and told everything about Xi Yu.

After hearing this, the maid comforted her softly: "Miss, the Prime Minister must have done it on purpose. Maybe he was just in a bad mood. Don't take it too seriously."

Xi Shi raised her head, looked at the maid with tears in her eyes, and murmured: "Even so, he shouldn't treat me like this."

She still couldn't let go of her heart. The reprimand of the bowl of lotus seed soup and Xi Yu was like a thorn, deeply rooted in her heart.

Just then, Xi Yu had already arrived at the door of the room.

He knocked on the door gently, with a hint of hesitation in his voice: "Xi Shi, can I come in?"

The maid then said to Xi Shi: "Did you see it? The Prime Minister is here to apologize to you."

After getting Xi Shi's permission, Xi Yu pushed open the door and walked into the room.

His eyes fell on Xi Shi's face, his eyes full of guilt.

"Xi Shi, I'm sorry, I was too impulsive just now and shouldn't have lost my temper with you. The lotus seed soup you made is really delicious." Xi Yu said sincerely.

Although Xi Shi was a little happy, he still pretended to be very angry on the surface and turned around and ignored Xi Yu.

Xi Yu scratched his head helplessly and said softly, "Okay, don't be angry, it's all my fault." As he said that, he stretched out his hand and gently scratched Xi Shi's armpit.

Xi Shi couldn't help laughing, then quickly calmed down, still with a stern face.

Seeing this, Xi Yu continued to find a way to make her happy and told a joke: "Sun Wukong couldn't find the golden cudgel, so he called the Tudigong out and asked: 'Old man Tudi, where is my golden cudgel?' Tudigong said: 'Great Sage, your golden cudgel is especially suitable for your hairstyle.'"

After saying that, Xi Yu laughed first.

But Xi Shi felt very confused. Only then did Xi Yu remember that there was no story about Journey to the West at this time.

There was no choice but to make up for the effort and tell a lot of jokes.

Finally, there was a joke that had touched Xi Shi.

"Okay, my husband, I will forgive you this time."

Xi Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to the maid: "You go out, I have some separate words to say."

So the maid hurried out.

Xi Shi asked, "Husband, is there anything wrong?"

"Since I offended you, I must apologize to you."

As he said that, Xi Yu hugged Xi Shi and put it on the bed.

Only then did Xi Shi understand what Xi Yu was going to do.

"Hey, husband, it's broad daylight, what are you doing?"

"What's wrong with it in broad daylight? We are legal. I made you unhappy just now, so I have to make you happy now."

So Xi Shi's face turned red.

Xi Yu is too cunning. He obviously wants to be happy, but he still has to say so well.

Next, Xi Yu lived a happier life.

Finally, I stopped thinking about Jia Xu’s problems.

After a while, Xi Yu walked out of the room, and the maid who was walking in the garden returned to the room.

She already understood what Xi Yu was doing just now.

Especially when he saw Xi Shi blushing, he confirmed his guess even more.

Zhuge Liang walked out of Zhuge Jin's room with a thoughtful expression. He knew in his heart that Wu Guotai would stay here for a while, and Zhuge Jin might stay here for a long time.

He walked firmly towards Xi Yu's room, and along the way, his thoughts surged like a tide.

"Kong Ming, you are here. How are you talking to your brother?" Xi Yu said when he saw Zhuge Liang.

"Thank you, Prime Minister, I have had a good talk with my brother."

"What's the matter if you come to my room?"

Zhuge Liang frowned and said in a heavy tone: "I am still doing it for Jia Xu. I wonder what his condition is now."

Xi Yu sneered in his heart, thinking that Zhuge Liang was really cunning, but he replied calmly on the surface: "I have asked the county government to take him away."

Zhuge Liang showed an extremely sad expression on his face. He said earnestly: "I hope the Prime Minister will open my mouth. The shopkeeper is just a trivial little man. How can he kill our heroes for him?"

Xi Yu looked straight into Zhuge Liang's eyes and asked, "Are you sincere about this? Do you really hope Jia Xu survived?"

Zhuge Liang's eyes were firm and sincere. He solemnly replied: "Of course, it is sincere, and everything I say comes from the heart."

But Zhuge Liang's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Xi Yu had seen his thoughts?

"Zhuge Liang, what do you mean by saying that the shopkeeper is a small person?"

Zhuge Liang slammed again. He had now confirmed that Xi Yu fully understood what he meant.

Zhuge Liang's hands were trembling slightly, with a little panic and nervousness in his voice, and the sweat from his forehead also flowed down his cheeks.

Xi Yu looked at him coldly, raised his lips slightly, and said, "Don't think I don't know what you think."

Zhuge Liang's face turned pale. He forced a smile and tried to explain: "Prime Minister, it's not what you think..."

Xi Yu interrupted him.

"You are just jealous. Humph, do you think I don't know?" A trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

Zhuge Liang bit his lip.

Xi Yu continued: "Jia Xu may have a slower reaction, but sooner or later he will understand what you mean. Maybe at this moment, he is cursing you in the prison."

After saying that, Xi Yu sneered, turned around and walked to the window, looking at the view outside, and stopped talking.

The room was silent, leaving only Zhuge Liang's slightly heavy breathing sound.

Zhuge Liang was silent for a moment and finally spoke slowly.

"Forget it, I admit that I do have a hint of gloating." His voice was a hint of helplessness.

Xi Yu turned around and stared at Zhuge Liang with sharp eyes.

Zhuge Liang smiled bitterly.

"On the one hand, I hope Jia Xu survives. He is a talented person after all; but on the other hand, I..." He stopped talking, as if considering how to express it.

"Okay, if there is nothing to do, go back." Xi Yu directly stopped what he wanted to say.

So Zhuge Liang quickly left.

Xi Yu came to Ouyang Linlin's room in annoyance, and as soon as he entered the door, he sat on a chair with his brows frowned.

Ouyang Linlin looked at him and asked softly: "What makes you so upset?"

Xi Yu said straight to the point: "Although I have many wives, you are the only one who can really give me advice. This time, I came for Jia Xu's affairs. He violated the national law and should have been sentenced to death, but I don't know if I should open the net. If I open the net, how will the world judge me? If I kill the heroes in order to protect my face, is it right? I kept saying that I wanted to maintain the law, but now I am trapped in human favors. Is this right?"
To be continued...