Xie Xuanchen said things lightly, but he stayed with Mu Mingtang for a while and left after dark.
No victory came easily and the same thing applied to the God of War, who had lived up to his reputation for so long.
Mu Mingtang waited for a while, but couldnât help herself and fell asleep. In the middle of the night, she vaguely heard movement around her. Nevertheless, when she woke up the next day, she found that she had changed places and was moved onto the bed.
Xie Xuanchen came back last night, but left again early in the morning.
For the next few days, he went out early and came back late. The Zhao family was originally very afraid of Xie Xuanchen, but after a few days, they saw Xie Xuanchen running back every day. As soon as he came back, he went to talk to his wife, which made him no different from ordinary men. After they got used to it, they felt that Xie Xuanchen was not as scary as the rumours say.
Mu Mingtang stood up and helped take off his cloak before she said, âItâs nothing. Mother Zhao told me about the sacrifice festival to the river. I heard that the sacrifice is related to the peace and harvest of the year. Now that it couldnât be done due to the war, I just felt that it was a pity.â
Xie Xuanchenâs eyes moved when he heard it. He stood on the ground and thought for a while before he said, âIt might not be impossible.â
âUmm...?â
Xie Xuanchen suddenly hugged Mu Mingtangâs shoulders and said with a hint of guilt, âI have to go out again and I canât accompany you anymore. Please stay here for a while as Iâll be back soon.â
Mu Mingtang didnât know what Xie Xuanchen was thinking of, but it wasnât a big deal for her to wait a little longer. Xie Xuanchenâs business outside was more important. She tidied Xie Xuanchenâs cloak again and sent him out in person.