"How am I naive? Do you think those servants will tell you the details?" Feng Qishi became unexpectedly agitated.
From Mu Anxiao's understanding of Feng Qishi, he would always become calm when encountering problems. But now, he was so agitated, and what's more, he had thought of a solution completely unrelated to them.
Thinking this, Mu Anxiao found herself unable to understand Feng Qishi. So, she simply shut her mouth.
"..."
"Why aren't you talking anymore?" Feng Qishi asked, confused.
Mu Anxiao: "You've negated everything I said. May I ask what else you'd like me to say?"
"Are you angry?" Feng Qishi asked cautiously, looking at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao: "It's not quite anger, I just think you're a bit strange." As she spoke, she deliberately lowered her head slightly.
Feng Qishi: "How am I strange?"
"Before, I never saw you lose your temper. But now, because of a maid in your own mansion, you've started to rack your brain," Mu Anxiao said, looking up at Feng Qishi. "Don't you think that's strange?"
"You're jealous," Feng Qishi said calmly.
Mu Anxiao frowned. "What does this have to do with jealousy? I just think you're being odd. Besides," she said, "do you know that spell? You've already decided to use it."
"I..."
"Do you know the drawbacks of that spell? Yet you insist on using it," Mu Anxiao said deliberately, wanting to tell Feng Qishi that things were not as simple as he thought.
Feng Qishi's expression was firm. "I'm saying it precisely because I know."
"You know how?" Looking at Feng Qishi's resolute expression, Mu Anxiao couldn't help but become curious about his abilities.
Feng Qishi: "I've practiced it, but I don't know if I can execute it well."
"You haven't used it yet, have you?" Mu Anxiao stared at Feng Qishi's face.
Feng Qishi took a deep breath. "I haven't used it, which is why I'm telling you."
"..." Mu Anxiao didn't know what to say.
Feng Qishi looked at Mu Anxiao, who had fallen silent again, and asked, "Why are you not talking again?"
"You mean, you want me to guide you?"
"That's not it."
"Then what do you want?" Mu Anxiao suddenly felt a bit lost when it came to understanding Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi: "I just want you to come with me, but you absolutely cannot speak. That's all."
"You want to restrict my freedom and also have me go with you? What a bold request." Mu Anxiao said with disdain.
"You said she can still be saved, right?" Feng Qishi added.
Mu Anxiao was perfectly aware of Shu'er's current predicament. She knew even better that perhaps by going back, she could understand the whole truth of the matter.
But, the current situation was that she didn't know if Feng Qishi could indeed use that spell. Furthermore, her spiritual energy was at most at the third level. If she went back with him, she wouldn't be able to help him at all; perhaps a sneeze from her could harm herself.
In short, considering all these factors, she felt completely unsure.
"..." She fell silent again.
Feng Qishi looked down at Mu Anxiao and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Do you think we can do it?" Mu Anxiao asked timidly.
Feng Qishi frowned. "You weren't like this before."
"It's her fate, I..."
"If she were a maid you knew, would you still think this way?" Feng Qishi suddenly asked.
Everyone has their own selfish desires.
As Feng Qishi asked, in Mu Anxiao's eyes, Shu'er was just an ordinary maid who had forgotten her past life. Mu Anxiao knew even more clearly that Shu'er herself didn't want that memory.
Furthermore, she could no longer tell how much of Shu'er's words were true and how much was false.
With all these factors accumulating, she had lost all interest in Shu'er. The only thing she could do for Shu'er now was to inquire and, to the best of her ability, piece together Shu'er's forgotten memories bit by bit.
As for what would happen afterward, it would depend on Shu'er's fate.
All she could do was to protect Shu'er's soul and try her best not to let her become a lonely wandering spirit. That was all.
Therefore, upon hearing Feng Qishi's sudden question, she felt guilty.
But, she knew this was not the time for her to remain silent.
So, she retorted, "How strong do you think I am?" She raised her eyes to look at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi: "In my eyes, you are very powerful. It is precisely because you are powerful that I want you to accompany me to see her past."
"The time is too close," Mu Anxiao said softly.
Feng Qishi couldn't help but frown. "What do you mean?"
"This incident happened less than a few hours ago. From what I know, to travel back to a time so recently, one needs at least the twentieth level of spiritual energy. May I ask, how many levels do you have?"
"I haven't checked."
"What?"
Ever since she had been made a failure multiple times, Mu Anxiao had become extremely concerned about her spiritual energy. No matter what happened, she would always check if her spiritual energy was still there.
So, every time she used a spell, she would inquire if she was qualified.
Who would have thought that Feng Qishi never paid attention to these things? This surprised Mu Anxiao.
"What what? I never pay attention to these things."
"You..." Mu Anxiao was speechless towards Feng Qishi, then she pointed at his hand and said, "Let me see."
"See what?"
"See your spiritual energy, what else." Mu Anxiao said impatiently, feeling inexplicably nervous.
Feng Qishi looked at Mu Anxiao's eager expression and couldn't help but smile. "What's so interesting about that?" Saying this, he still handed his hand to Mu Anxiao.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao quickly stepped forward, grabbed Feng Qishi's hand, and then used her free hand to gently touch the center of his palm with her fingertip.
"You're acting so weirdly, you can tell from that?" Feng Qishi said, looking at Mu Anxiao with amusement.
Mu Anxiao stared intently at Feng Qishi's palm and said, "Don't talk. If you talk, I won't be able to see clearly." As she spoke, she looked up and met Feng Qishi's eyes.
Feng Qishi smiled. "I'll just see if you get scared to death."
"Shut up," Mu Anxiao glared at Feng Qishi, then lowered her head again to stare at Feng Qishi's palm.
Unexpectedly, just as Mu Anxiao was about to find something out, Feng Qishi's ear twitched. He quickly reached out and grabbed Mu Anxiao's arm. Mu Anxiao's body stiffened. Before she could even ask, Feng Qishi pulled her into his embrace.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao's face was pressed tightly against Feng Qishi's chest. At the same time, the sound of Feng Qishi's heartbeat reached Mu Anxiao's ears.
Feng Qishi held Mu Anxiao and turned his back. "Why did you come?" he asked.
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao dared not move and frowned.
At the same time, Ouyang Ye, disguised as a coachman, stopped at the gate. He looked at Feng Qishi, who had his back to him, and asked, "General, what's wrong?" As he asked, he prepared to step forward.
Feng Qishi slightly turned his face and said, "Don't move."
"What's wrong?" Ouyang Ye asked, immediately stopping. He had not detected Mu Anxiao's immortal aura.
"This maid attended to me. I want to be alone with her for a while. You may leave." Feng Qishi's voice was low.
Ouyang Ye, hearing Feng Qishi's voice was not right, deliberately said, "General, what's wrong? Are you crying?"
"Shut up," Feng Qishi roared, patted Mu Anxiao's arm, and turned around.
Mu Anxiao staggered back a step, not daring to speak, and lowered her head.