Mu Anxiao found what Feng Qishi said quite reasonable, so she smiled, "You're capable enough, but if he doesn't listen to me, you'll have to step in."
Feng Qishi nodded, "Alright, but I think you can persuade him."
"Don't be so confident on my behalf."
"In your past life, you were his wife, after all. He will definitely listen to you."
"Not necessarily," Mu Anxiao shook her head.
"Can't you have a little more confidence?"
"If he kicks me out, I'll just leave, and then you step in!"
"Big sister, I've already offended him. If I go in directly, I'm afraid it will seem like I have a thick skin."
"Your skin is not thin to begin with."
"In any case, if he rejects you, you cry."
"I can't cry."
"Fake crying, just sniffle. You used to be so good at it, didn't you?"
"What do you mean I used to be so good at it?"
"Before, you'd pout and cry whenever you were scared. You can definitely do it now. I believe in you." Feng Qishi reached out and patted Mu Anxiao's shoulder.
"I was scared before, but now..."
"Just think of him as a monster, and let a natural sense of fear arise in your heart. That way," Feng Qishi smiled, "you'll definitely be able to."
"Monster?"
"If that doesn't work, just say something sentimental, make him feel... like you are the you from your past life."
Although Feng Qishi didn't want to dwell on Mu Anxiao's past life, he had no choice but to endure his discomfort for the sake of helping her complete this mission smoothly.
"I'm not good at sentimentality."
"When you go, if he's cold towards you, then think of sad things. That feeling will naturally brew. But remember, you must capture his heart. That way, you can succeed."
"Can I really do it?"
In an instant, Mu Anxiao suddenly lost her confidence.
Feng Qishi: "Silly Mu, you want to help Yang Tai, right!"
"Yes."
"If you do, stop wasting time. Go."
"..." Mu Anxiao was speechless and walked past Feng Qishi towards the kitchen exit.
Feng Qishi: "......"
Immediately after, Mu Anxiao arrived outside Shen Xian's room. She hesitated for a moment before pushing the door open and entering.
Shen Xian, hearing the movement at the door, asked coldly, "Who is it?"
Mu Anxiao turned and closed the door, replying, "It's me."
"Mu Anxiao?"
"Mm." Mu Anxiao responded, turning to look at the messy room. She feigned ignorance, "What's wrong?"
Shen Xian said in a low voice, "Get out."
At this moment, Shen Xian's voice was noticeably hoarse. Looking at his overall state, Mu Anxiao was sure his wound had reopened. However, if she entered directly like this, it wouldn't be appropriate.
So, she remembered Feng Qishi's earlier instructions and slowly began to pucker her lips.
But for some reason, the emotion just wouldn't come. Clenching her fists, she started to feel anxious.
At the same time, Feng Qishi stopped outside the door and telepathically communicated with Mu Anxiao, "Are you not doing well?"
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao tilted her head and replied telepathically, "Yes, I can't get into the mood."
"How have you been these past few decades?"
"Good..."
Feng Qishi interrupted, "Are you good or not?"
Before coming here, Feng Qishi had basically familiarized himself with her life.
He knew that the person who had caused her the greatest emotional damage was not someone else, but himself.
At the same time, Mu Anxiao couldn't help but recall the scene years ago when Shen Yan drove her away.
She still remembered Shen Yan's words vividly.
Then, with that emotion, she slowly raised her eyes to look at Shen Xian and asked, "Why did you drive me away?"
Shen Xian, enduring the pain in his body, looked up at Mu Anxiao, who inexplicably had tears in her eyes and was choking back a sob, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"What did I do wrong for you to drive me away?" she asked, walking forward.
Feng Qishi, hearing Mu Anxiao's voice, felt his heart sink. As he turned around, he bumped into Xiang Nang.
Xiang Nang: "Hello."
Feng Qishi had not had much conversation with Xiang Nang before, so her greeting surprised him.
"Hello!" he replied unnaturally.
Immediately after, Xiang Nang smiled at Feng Qishi, "Kitchen."
"Huh?"
Xiang Nang: "......" She turned and walked towards the kitchen.
Feng Qishi frowned but followed Xiang Nang.
In Shen Xian's room, Mu Anxiao stopped in front of the table, looking down at Shen Xian, and asked, "Shen Xian, why did you drive me away? What happened between you and Feng Qishi just now?"
With the emotion in place, Mu Anxiao's fear from before entering had completely vanished.
Shen Xian: "I'm fine."
"Then why did you drive me away? And..." Mu Anxiao lowered her head and glanced at the shattered casserole on the floor, as well as the scattered items, asking, "What happened between you and Feng Qishi just now?"
Back then, Gu An used to question Shen Xian like this.
Seeing Mu Anxiao's nosy expression, identical to Gu An's from years ago, he said, "I'm fine."
"I heard it, you were jealous."
"......"
Mu Anxiao didn't know why she said that. So, as Shen Xian was speechless, she also felt awkward.
"Aren't you?" she blurted out to cover her embarrassment.
The next second, Shen Xian laughed, "You are so much like her."
"Like whom?"
"Gu An, your past life."
"......"
This was not the answer Mu Anxiao was looking for, so she remained silent.
Shen Xian: "I always thought you wouldn't be able to reincarnate, but I didn't expect to see you again."
"Why do you think that?"
"Souls that die in the Demon Realm dissipate with the demonic energy and have no chance of reincarnation."
Mu Anxiao learned this for the first time.
Thus, she exclaimed in surprise, "Then how did I reincarnate?"
"I don't know."
"You don't know?"
"Yes, truthfully. I was also surprised to see you, especially how your every word and action is so similar to your past life, so much so," Shen Xian said with a bitter smile, "that I thought I was hallucinating."
"I'm quite surprised too."
"She was like that too. At first, her words were quite touching, but then she started talking nonsense."
"She talked nonsense? Then..." Mu Anxiao pursed her lips slightly, "How do your conversations usually proceed?"
"......" Shen Xian lowered his eyes, smiled, and stood up.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao took half a step back.
Shen Xian didn't notice her movement. Instead, enduring the pain of his injuries, he walked around the table to her and said, "Come here." He extended his hand.
"What for?"
Shen Xian said gently, "Don't you want to know? I'll tell you."
Mu Anxiao cleared her throat, "She is your wife. I... I was just asking casually, you don't have to..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Shen Xian suddenly frowned deeply.
Then, the cloth wrapped around his neck suddenly turned red.