Chapter 149: Sister Became Silly

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for solving…】

Xiao Yu ignored the system prompt in his mind. His expression and feelings were complicated. He watched as a body, covered with a police uniform, was wheeled into the crematorium.

“Salute!”

Police officers wearing white gloves and uniforms raised their hands in salute.

“Salute dismissed!”

As he lowered his hand, Xiao Yu sighed inwardly, ‘Brother, in your next life, don’t be a cop. Just be an ordinary person.’

While comforting others this way, had he ever let go of his own obsessions?

Out of nowhere, a song drifted into Xiao Yu’s ears.

~I drunkenly carry wine and roam the cold mountains, frost filling the sky,~

~A breath of cold air turns the wind, spilling wine over rivers and mountains,~

~Gazing up at blue waters and clouds, gracefully the sparrows descend,~

~With a wave of my hand, the wine soaks the front of my shirt…~

***

Bencheng, airport.

As he walked out of the arrival gate, Xiao Yu raised his arms. A graceful figure with long legs rushed into his embrace.

‘Sis, you’re making it tough for me here. I’m still in my police uniform, you know!’

Hugging Mu Qingwu’s delicate body, Xiao Yu closed his eyes and whispered, “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you too.”

Mu Qingwu held her brother’s waist, her jade-like face pressed against the chest that could shield any woman from the storm, listening to his strong heartbeat.

They quietly held each other, ignoring everyone and everything around them.

Guo Qiang, standing to the side, felt like he was being force-fed dog food and rolled his eyes dramatically. ‘I have so many things to say, but I don’t know where to start. What should I do?’

Not far away, Zhao Changshan and Zhou Tinghu exchanged glances. They were utterly disheartened by this world filled with public displays of affection!

***

At home, in the kitchen.

Xiao Yu, with a cheerful smile on his face, hugged his wife from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder, listening to her chatter.

“You know I’m not great at cooking, you naughty brother.” Taking a bag of sweet rice dumplings from the fridge, Mu Qingwu turned her pretty face and gazed at Xiao Yu with playful annoyance. “What kind of filling do you want? Peanut, sesame, or fruit?”

“I don’t want dumplings.” Xiao Yu grinned. “I want to eat my sister’s…”

“What?!” A blush spread across Mu Qingwu’s charming face.

“…dumplings.” Xiao Yu blinked. “Sis, what were you thinking?”

Mu Qingwu, “…”

Her brother was such a tease, she wanted to strangle him.

Xiao Yu let go of his wife’s waist and took the bag of dumplings. He filled the pot with water, lit the stove, and started preparing to cook.

From behind, Mu Qingwu hugged her brother, her eyes curving into crescent moons. Her gaze was dreamy, and her flawless face was full of blissful smiles. She remembered the last time she cooked for her brother and burned her hand. Since then, he never let her touch the kitchen utensils again.

Once the sweet rice dumplings were ready, each of them had a bowl. They ate while looking at each other, with a thick warmth and sweetness filling the air.

‘Why is sis looking at me like that? Is she hinting that she’s not on her period today?’

Xiao Yu ate dumplings while trying to figure out Mu Qingwu’s gaze. He thought, ‘She’s giving me a hard time.’

Mu Qingwu, flustered and embarrassed by her brother’s intense gaze, stood up and fled in a hurry.

“Haha!”

Watching his wife’s retreating back, Xiao Yu laughed heartily.

While eating dumplings, he imagined his sister dressed in a schoolgirl uniform, white sneakers on her feet, her long black hair adorned with a small hair clip.

An elegant lady in a schoolgirl uniform—it would be a beautiful sight.

After finishing his bowl of dumplings, Xiao Yu also ate his sister’s portion, not wanting to waste any.

Full and satisfied, Xiao Yu sprang up and dashed toward the bedroom like an eager teenager.

***

Late at night, in the bedroom.

“All my beloved subjects, you are dismissed. Today, I won’t attend the morning court. I just want to be with my beloved concubine…” Xiao Yu mumbled in his sleep, snuggling closer to Mu Qingwu, sleeping soundly.

“Haha!”

Mu Qingwu, holding her brother, laughed out loud.

‘This naughty brother dreams of being an emperor?’

In the next moment, her gentle smile froze.

‘Emperor? Beloved concubine? Does he want a harem of three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines?’

Her frozen smile gradually turned cold. Mu Qingwu looked at her sleeping brother, her eyes showing a hint of murderous intent.

One must admit, a woman’s imagination could be quite terrifying.

If you let a woman imagine for one minute, she might have already bought a knife. If you let her imagine for an hour, she might be choosing between a sliding lid or flip lid for the urn she plans to buy for you.

In his sleep, Xiao Yu suddenly shivered. It was a bit cold. Groggily opening his eyes to find the blanket, he found himself staring straight into Mu Qingwu’s eyes, which were filled with murderous intent.

‘Holy crap… what’s going on?!’

Xiao Yu was instantly wide awake, scared, and bewildered. His scalp tingling.

“Brother, do you want to be an emperor?” Mu Qingwu asked softly.

Xiao Yu, “???”

‘What’s happening? Did I transmigrate again?’

He glanced around. Nope, it was definitely his home.

“Silence means consent?” Mu Qingwu’s expression turned icy. “Am I not good enough for you, so you want to find other women to keep you company?”

Xiao Yu, ‘???’

‘Wait, why would I want other women?’

With a face full of confusion, Xiao Yu was completely dumbfounded. What did I do?

“Silence again?” Mu Qingwu looked at her brother.

“…”

Xiao Yu couldn’t take it anymore and cautiously asked, “Sis, even when criminals are executed, they get to know what they did wrong, right? My head feels like it’s been hit with a sledgehammer. What exactly did I do wrong?”

“You don’t know what dreams you have?” Mu Qingwu almost laughed at her brother’s words but kept her lips pressed together.

“Dreams?” Xiao Yu was stunned. “What did I dream about?”

“You dreamed you were an emperor.”

Just thinking about her brother being an emperor made Mu Qingwu angry again.

“An emperor?” 

Xiao Yu’s brain felt like it was cramping. 

‘What’s wrong with dreaming about being an emperor? Last time I dreamt, I was a Saiyan. Is this really an issue? Wait…’

Xiao Yu’s thoughts raced. 

‘Did Sis just say I was going to find other women? Emperor? Right, emperors can have many women! Damn, the joke’s on me.’

Xiao Yu was dumbfounded, torn between laughing and crying. 

‘So, Sis is jealous!’

“Sis, has your domineering CEO brain gone off?” Xiao Yu held back a laugh and pulled Mu Qingwu into his arms. “If I ever dared to find another woman, you wouldn’t even have the chance to be jealous. Mom would kill me first.”

Mu Qingwu blinked and then smiled. 

‘Right, Mom’s on my side. That was so weird, why did I get so angry.’

“It’s still your fault,” Mu Qingwu said, feeling a bit sheepish. “Being with you, I’m not like my old self anymore.”

“Change is good,” Xiao Yu said happily. “How about you wear a schoolgirl uniform tomorrow?”

“Keep dreaming!” Mu Qingwu said, smiling. “But…”

“But what?” Xiao Yu asked.

“In the future, if I hear you call anyone else ‘Sis,’ ‘baby,’ or ‘darling’…” Mu Qingwu raised her head, looking straight into her brother’s eyes, “I’ll strangle you.”

‘What a scary threat.’ 

Xiao Yu lowered his head and kissed his sister’s red lips. He had heard a rumor before, but he didn’t expect it to be true. The rumor said…

No matter how smart a woman is, once she falls in love, she becomes silly.