"How do you want to deal with him?" Xiao Huayong asked.
Shen Xihe gently placed his hands on his knees, raised his head and looked at Xiao Huayong with a half-smile: "Whatever I want to do with you, I'll do it for you."
"How about leaving his body exposed at the city gate?" Shen Xihe took the embroidery thread and threaded it into a new needle.
"It is a little difficult, but it is not impossible." Xiao Huayong thought seriously.
Shen Xihe suddenly raised his head: "Your Highness, do you know the deep meaning behind this?"
Munuha was a Turkic prince. The discovery of his corpse at the gate of Kyoto was enough to cause a war between the two countries.
"Your words have no deep meaning to me. I just want you to get what you want. As for how many people will be involved and what kind of consequences will be caused? I am here for you. You don't need to worry too much." His voice was gentle, like a camellia peeking out from the top of the wall, stretching out its tender stamens, swaying in the wind, and emitting a faint fragrance.
"As long as I am here, you can do whatever you want and live as you please."
Who doesn't like to hear nice words? Shen Xihe has gradually become accustomed to Xiao Huayong's affectionate words. She doesn't reject them and feels comfortable listening to them, but her rationality will not be shattered by sweet words: "Your Highness, there is no invincible person in this world, just as the dynasty will decline after its peak. Your Highness, have you ever thought about what would happen if one day you and I act willfully and are unable to stabilize the world?"
"What's the difficulty?" Xiao Huayong smiled carefreely, "Neither you nor I are willing to linger on. If there really comes a day when I can go to the underworld with you, I will be happy to do so.
Everyone must die. Live happily and die without regrets. It is worth living.
Perhaps only someone like him, who knew very early on that he might die young, would take life and death so lightly.
"Your Highness, some people say that if the Overlord was willing to cross the river, there might not be a strong Han Dynasty." Shen Xihe said softly, "Sometimes, if you take a step back and lie dormant, you can make a comeback."
"Everyone has his own way of living." Xiao Huayong said with a smile, "The King of Wu slept on straw and tasted gall to achieve his hegemony; the Overlord committed suicide by slashing his throat at the Wujiang River, which was also heroic."
Shen Xihe thought about it and nodded in agreement: "Leave Munuha to your Highness to deal with it. Leaving his body exposed at the city gate is just a joke."
It was indeed just a joke. At first, she asked her father and brother to prepare to send troops to the Turks, just to force His Majesty, but someone made trouble and let Munuha go, so this plan did not succeed. Three months passed in a flash, and there was no preemptive response in the northwest. It would be best if Munuha died quietly.
As for why she said such things to Xiao Huayong, it was just to see how he felt about it. However, he had never thought about it at all and just went along with her, which made Shen Xihe laugh and cry.
Understanding Shen Xihe's true meaning, Xiao Huayong nodded: "Yes."
"Munuha is unlikely to reveal it, does Your Highness suspect anyone?" Shen Xihe asked again.
Xiao Huayong drank a sip of the Pingzhong leaf tea that Shen Xihe had specially brewed for her, and put down the tea bowl with both hands politely: "It's actually very easy to guess."
With bright eyes, Shen Xihe looked at him, pretending to listen attentively.
"This person's purpose is to test me, to expose me through Munuha." Xiao Huayong said slowly, "So, he is suspicious of me. Although Munuha hinted in front of Your Majesty, there are not many people who really suspect me.