Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 142: Totally Corrupted!

"Who are you?"

Long Yue slowly raised her eyes, coldly staring at the man opposite her.

This person had harbored deep hostility towards them from the moment the decree was announced, and now he’s coming to say, "Long time no see"?

How laughable, she didn’t even know who he was!

"Eldest Miss Pang, it seems you’ve forgotten people easily, haven’t you?"

"I really don’t remember..." Long Yue paused suddenly, "You are... Third Young Master Chang? Chang Yao?"

Before, her grandfather had mentioned that the kid from the Chang Family brought news from the Capital City. Judging by this person’s demeanor, acting like a noble, he was likely the one!

The Chang Family, nobility in the Capital City, had produced two empresses and three imperial concubines over the years. The mother of the current Seventh Prince was a daughter of the Chang Family. Therefore, the Chang Family held great power in the Capital City. And this Third Young Master Chang Yao, in his youth, followed his father to the Northwest, achieving several military successes, and was later bestowed the title of Little General due to the support from Consort Chang, while his father was titled Brave General.

Chang Yao smiled faintly, "Eldest Miss Pang, it seems your memory is quite good, you still remember me!"

"Please call me Mrs. Li!" Long Yue distanced herself from him, watching him warily, "What do you want with me?"

This person had ill intentions!

Chang Yao squinted, smiling, "Nothing much, just visiting you on Shuang’er’s behalf!"

"Pang Shuangyue?" Long Yue narrowed her eyes, coldly glaring at him, "Ha, would she be so kind to visit me? Just to see how down and out I am? Unfortunately for her, I am doing very well!"

"Really?"

Chang Yao snorted disdainfully, his gaze sweeping past her, landing on Li Qingmu, who was training with the young soldiers in the distance. "Honestly, Pang Longyue, that man doesn’t deserve you! If it weren’t for your lack of self-respect, you would now be the Young Madam of Prime Minister Pei Mansion! No one, except those imperial concubines and princess consorts, could be more noble than you!"

Pei Jinheng, being the second son of Prime Minister Pei and with his elder brother having died young at the age of five and the other sons and daughters being born of concubines, was therefore the most cherished son of Prime Minister Pei.

Pei Jinheng and Long Yue had been childhood sweethearts, everyone said it was an ideal match, but it was ultimately ruined by Pang Shuangyue’s schemes, prompting Pei Jinheng to angrily tear up the marriage agreement in public.

This incident caused an uproar in the Capital City, and even after more than a year, people still talked about it occasionally.

Long Yue glanced at her husband, her face breaking into a rare bashful smile of a young girl, "Whether he deserves me or not is not for you to decide! Just like you’re willing to be loyal to Pang Shuangyue, yet she doesn’t even spare you a glance!"

"Pang Longyue!"

The wound was ruthlessly torn open, and Chang Yao roared in anger.

Long Yue coolly glanced at him. When two armies face off, the first to lose composure loses. Chang Yao had initially wanted to disturb her state of mind, but a few words from her had him losing his own focus. Tsk, this person lacks combat capability!

Long Yue looked at him with disdain, "Why are you so angry? Did I say something wrong? In her heart, there is only Mr. Pei, not a glance for you, Third Young Master Chang!"

After a pause, seeing his face flush with anger, Long Yue continued, "What a pity, you think she’s kind, but she’s just using your feelings!"

"Shut up! Shuang’er is not like that!" Chang Yao suddenly raged like a madman, "The world says you’re the number one beauty in the Capital City, yet your heart is more venomous than a snake or scorpion!

Back then in the Prime Minister’s Mansion, I saw you bullying Shuang’er and stepped in to say a few good words for her, and you whipped me! It was Shuang’er, she blocked a whip for me. She’s the kindest woman in the world; you can’t slander her like this!"

The Prime Minister’s Mansion?

Long Yue was taken aback, suddenly recalling that there had indeed been such an incident. It was five years ago, during the sixtieth birthday celebration of the elderly Madam of the Prime Minister’s Mansion. She and her mother were there to convey birthday wishes when they encountered Pang Shuangyue by the rockery; she voluntarily approached Long Yue to talk, and then suddenly fell into the lotus pond.

At that time, Pei Jinheng was present. He said nothing, but a young man criticized her, and Long Yue, feeling humiliated in front of her fiancé, beat him up fiercely.

Later, she learned that this person was the Third Young Master of the Chang Family.

This matter had long passed, and if it weren’t for his mentioning it, Long Yue would have completely forgotten.

"It seems Third Young Master Chang harbors a deep grudge against me, remembering such details so vividly!"

"Hmph, venomous woman, of course I remember!"

"And Third Young Master Chang sought me out just for idle gossip?"

"No, I came to tell you! You and your husband can’t use the war in Liangzhou to rise to power! I will watch over you for Shuang’er, ensuring you remain in the dust forever! A venomous woman like you would ruin Shuang’er completely if you went to the Capital City!"

Long Yue coolly eyed him — did her sister already perceive their plan?

It was possible; she had already blocked Li Qingmu’s career path through Pang Wenzheng’s influence, leaving the Xinan Battlefield as their only opportunity.

So, was this an open plot against her?

Long Yue raised her eyes, staring at him, and said, word by word, "Let’s wait and see then!"

"Very well!"

"Yue’er, Yue’er!"

At this moment, after completing a round of training on the parade ground, Li Qingmu let them take a brief rest and took the opportunity to sneak over, running all the way towards Long Yue.

Long Yue stood on the hill, watching her husband steadily approach, her eyes filled with tenderness. This tender look was noticed by Chang Yao, whose eyes darkened, his gaze revealing a complex emotion.

He turned back to look at the approaching Li Qingmu, then suddenly turned towards her, "Eldest Miss Pang, there might be something you don’t know, would you like me to tell you?"

Long Yue found her line of sight blocked and instantly grew impatient, "Move aside!"

"Ha, it seems Eldest Miss Pang isn’t interested in this? Fine, just a hint then, actually... the Crown Prince, regarding you..."

He moved closer to Long Yue, lowering his head to her ear, making it appear as though the two were being intimate.

Li Qingmu, who had been stumbling and seemingly exhausted, immediately sharpened his gaze like that of a fierce wolf!

Just as he was about to spring forward, he saw his little wife swiftly grab the stranger’s arm.

"Ah!"

Chang Yao was speaking enthusiastically, but Long Yue, tired of his prattle, flipped him over with a deft move. The place where she stood was atop a hill, below was a slope, and this move spelled disaster for Chang Yao, who screamed as he rolled down the slope.

Li Qingmu watched as Chang Yao rolled down the hill like a ball, ending up battered and bruised.

He rubbed his nose, took a couple of steps forward, and looked down at him with a contemptuous smile, "Trying to drive a wedge between my wife and me? Who are you to do so?"

Chang Yao, in immense pain, howled in agony, and upon hearing Li Qingmu’s taunt, he trembled with rage!

Clenching his teeth, he spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva towards Li Qingmu, snarling viciously, "Li Qingmu, you’d better stay away from that woman, otherwise... you’ll regret it!"

Li Qingmu squinted, retorting with a cold smile, "And you’d better stay away from my wife, or I will make sure you’re not a man anymore!"

Ugh...

Coming down from above, Long Yue heard this and was exasperated. Her husband, under the influence of her grandfather, was thoroughly corrupted!