After rebirth, my elder sister wants to steal my husband!

"Nian Yao, go and have a rest." Mu Qi Zong gently patted the back of Lu Nian Yao's hand, "I still have some things to deal with."

Although Lu Nianyao was still worried, she knew her husband's temper. So she nodded and reluctantly let go of his hand. She turned and walked towards the inner room, looking back at Mu Qizong's back as she walked, until his figure disappeared into the night.

Mu Qizong stood alone in the courtyard, looking at the bright moon in the night sky. His heart was filled with mixed emotions. He knew that his fate was closely linked to this country and this nation. He could not retreat for his own safety. He had to fight for a greater goal.

However, he also knew that he could not let his wife down. He had to protect her and their home. This was his responsibility as a husband.

Mu Qizong took a deep breath, and his eyes became firm and bright. He knew what he should do. He turned and walked towards the study, ready to start dealing with those urgent matters. He knew that only in this way could he make himself stronger and protect himself and his family.

The night was as dark as ink, and the lights in Mu Qizong's study were bright, reflecting his furrowed brows and deep eyes. The furnishings in the study were simple and elegant, with all kinds of books and scrolls on the bookshelves, and the air was filled with a faint scent of ink.

Mu Qizong sat at the desk, his hands folded, his eyes sharp. His face was a little solemn, but his eyes were shining with determination. He knew that he had to find a way to deal with the current crisis, otherwise not only would he be in an irretrievable situation, but his wife and family would also be implicated.

The study was silent, with only the occasional sound of turning pages and Mu Qizong's light breathing. He was deep in thought, his mind racing, with all kinds of possible countermeasures and plans constantly flashing through his mind. He knew that the emperor was wary of him, not only because he knew too many secrets, but also because of his great prestige and influence in the court.

Mu Qizong sighed softly. He knew he couldn't just sit there and wait for death. He had to take the initiative and find a way to resolve the crisis. He stood up, walked to the bookshelf, and began to flip through the books about court politics, military strategies, and biographies of historical figures. He hoped to find some enlightenment and inspiration from them.

Time passed slowly, and Mu Qizong spent a long and anxious night in his study. Various ideas and plans kept flashing through his mind, but each one seemed to have insurmountable difficulties. He knew that he had to act cautiously and not make any mistakes.

It was not until dawn that Mu Qizong finally found a feasible plan. He planned to use his connections and influence in the court to secretly contact some officials and generals who were loyal to the country and the nation to discuss countermeasures. At the same time, he also had to use his wisdom and strategy to try to resolve the emperor's fear and murderous intentions towards him.

Mu Qizong finally had a glimmer of hope in his heart. He knew he still had a long way to go, but as long as he had determination and perseverance, he would be able to overcome all difficulties. He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the gradually brightening sky, his heart filled with determination and confidence. He knew that he would continue to fight for the interests of the country and the nation.

It was already late at night, and the lights in Mu Qizong's study were dim. The dim light stretched his figure out long, and reflected on the paper on the window, he looked a little lonely. The study was filled with a faint scent of ink, which formed a sharp contrast with the night outside the window.

Lu Nianyao gently pushed open the door of the study. She was wearing a plain long dress, which swayed gently with her steps, like a blooming night lotus. She had a gentle smile on her face, but a hint of worry in her eyes. In her hand was a bowl of steaming hot soup, which she had specially prepared, hoping to drive away Mu Qizong's fatigue after a day of work.

"My dear, it's late at night. I made you a bowl of soup." Lu Nianyao's voice was soft and warm, like a spring breeze. She walked to Mu Qizong's side and gently placed the bowl of soup on the desk.

Mu Qizong raised his head and saw Lu Nianyao standing in front of him. Her face looked even more gentle and charming under the light. A warm current surged in his heart, and all his fatigue and worries seemed to dissipate at this moment.

"Nian Yao, why haven't you slept yet?" Mu Qi Zong stood up and gently held Lu Nian Yao's hand, with a hint of apology and tenderness in his voice.

"I was worried about you, so I couldn't sleep." Lu Nianyao replied with a smile, her eyes flashing with determination, "Husband, no matter what happens, I will stay by your side and face it together."

Mu Qizong was inexplicably moved when he heard this. He knew that his wife was not only beautiful and virtuous, but also a strong and brave woman. She supported him silently with her actions and gave him endless courage and strength.

"Nian Yao, thank you." Mu Qi Zong held Lu Nian Yao's hand tightly, his voice choking with sobs, "I know I'm in danger, but I will be careful and protect you and our home."

Lu Nianyao nodded gently, with trust and dependence in her eyes. She knew that her husband was a responsible man, and he would definitely work hard for her and her family.

"Husband, please have some soup." Lu Nianyao pushed the bowl of soup in front of Mu Qizong. "I made this specially for you. It contains wolfberry, angelica and red dates. It can replenish qi and blood and enhance physical strength."

Mu Qizong picked up the soup bowl, blew on it gently, and then tasted it slowly. The soup tasted mellow and delicious, with a hint of sweetness, which made him feel extremely comfortable and satisfied.

"Nian Yao, your cooking skills are really good." Mu Qi Zong praised with a smile, "This bowl of soup is not only delicious, but also makes me feel warm and at ease."

Hearing this, Lu Nianyao smiled happily. She knew that her husband liked to drink the soup she cooked, which made her feel extremely happy and satisfied. She felt that it was a blessing and honor for her to be able to do these things for her husband.

The two of them sat quietly in the study, enjoying the rare tranquility and warmth. Lu Nianyao would add hot tea to Mu Qizong from time to time, and Mu Qizong would confide his thoughts and worries to her. They relied on each other, supported each other, and went through difficulties together.

It was late at night, and Mu Qizong finally finished the work at hand. He stood up, stretched, and felt a sense of fatigue. However, when he saw Lu Nianyao's gentle and firm eyes, all his fatigue disappeared.

"Nian Yao, let's go back and rest." Mu Qi Zong took Lu Nian Yao's hand and walked out of the study.

The two walked side by side on the way back to the room, the moonlight shining on them, forming a beautiful silhouette. They snuggled up to each other, accompanied each other, and felt each other's warmth and love in this quiet night.

After returning to his room, Mu Qizong lay on the bed, his heart full of gratitude and happiness. He knew how lucky he was to have such a beautiful, virtuous, strong and brave wife. He secretly vowed to work harder and cherish this relationship and happiness more.

Lu Nianyao sat by the bed and tucked in the quilt for Mu Qizong, then gently kissed his forehead: "Good night, husband."

Mu Qi Zong smiled and closed his eyes: "Good night, Nian Yao."

As the night deepened, their breathing gradually became steady and they fell into a sweet dream. Their deep emotions and firm beliefs would accompany them through every difficulty.