Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 177: Sister, I Missed You So Much!

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Chapter 177: Chapter 177: Sister, I Missed You So Much!

Long Yue silently watched as Li Qingmu over there swayed him with words that made him fully convinced, pursing her lips. This scumbag, his skill in winning over people’s hearts is top-notch.

Li Qingmu chuckled softly, returning the courtesy, "It’s just a small matter, as long as it was understood, it’s good."

Seeing his sincere demeanor and polite rhetoric, Su Shi felt that this person was worth associating with, so the two began conversing there.

The Su and his wife’s age was only three or four years older than Long Yue and them, both considered young, filled with vigor. Li Qingmu’s earlier words roused Su Shi’s masculine spirit, and now the two were discussing the ways of governing the country.

Long Yue pulled Yang Zhuoya to the side hall.

"If it weren’t for you yesterday, I’m afraid my life would be in danger, and my husband would probably go mad, pity my son who is not yet a year old..."

Women are always sentimental, especially gentle ladies. Hence, Yang Zhuoya sobbed quietly for a while to vent her emotions.

Of course, if you think a gentle person is stupid, then you’re gravely mistaken.

Yang Zhuoya wiped her tears, her expression became solemn as she said seriously, "Sister Yue might not know, but Consort Xue is intent on having her little niece Chang Lexi betrothed to my husband. It’s only because we had an early marital agreement and the old madam vouched for us that she didn’t succeed."

"Is that so? I didn’t know. It’s just... your husband doesn’t have any power that Consort Xue would covet, how did he catch her eye?"

"This goes back five years. A wandering Taoist once said my husband has the fate of a Prime Minister and will enjoy a wealthy life. Consort Xue heard it and believed it."

"Pfft!" Long Yue was sipping tea and spat it out directly, "Those are just tricks played by quack fortune-tellers, and she believes it? Consort Xue’s mind must not work well."

"Ah, Sister Yue, don’t say that. That Taoist has some skills, his divinations are quite accurate!"

"Maybe others are cooperating with him in his act, anyway, I don’t believe it!"

Long Yue thought such things were just jokes. In a past life, a Taoist said she had a destiny for great wealth, yet in the end, didn’t she die tragically?

"Whether you believe it or not, Consort Xue has always been upset with me and keeps trying to trouble me."

"In that case, why did you attend the banquet yesterday?"

"Can I not go? She’s an Imperial Concubine, a Standard Second Rank Concubine. If I don’t go, she can easily influence the Emperor against us, and in the end, it would be my husband’s downfall!"

Well, this is true too, Long Yue sympathized with her.

"However..." Yang Zhuoya suddenly brightened. "Thanks to you, you exposed her plot, and the Emperor punished her. Things might be peaceful for a while!"

Uh, she saw through my act, so the Emperor must know too.

She accepted the praise nonetheless, "This is nothing."

The two similarly aged ladies talked about many things. As someone experienced, Yang Zhuoya shared with Long Yue various women’s secrets, what to be careful of during childbirth, what foods are good afterward, and so on, which made Long Yue blush.

"Oh yes, Sister Yue, the Lantern Festival is coming soon. I’m planning to buy some things for the kids. Do you want to come with me?"

"Sure, I’ll go!"

The two hit it off well, and after a few words, became friends who spoke of everything. After discussing with their men, they went out.

Yang Zhuoya went to a jewelry store, planning to pick some suitable accessories.

"In a few days, I need to attend a wedding banquet of Prime Minister Pei’s eldest son. I need to buy a few decent accessories, so I’m not looked down upon."

Upon hearing this, Long Yue’s gaze sank slightly. Pei Jinheng is getting married?

Indeed, Pang Shuangyue is just a few months younger than me and is of marriageable age. Since she was young, she admired Pei Jinheng. Could this be considered a dream come true for her?

Long Yue lowered her eyes, revealing a faint sneer.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from behind. Long Yue heard an urgent and familiar voice, "Oh, sister, you’re back in the Capital City? I missed you so much!"

Long Yue slowly turned around to look at the girl behind her.

The girl wore a pale-yellow dress, with a thick fox fur cloak draped over her shoulders. Her head adorned with exquisite pearl hairpins, a string of pearl tassels hanging down, and the earrings on both sides were made of the finest lake stones, translucent and lustrous; a string of amber stones clashed together, making a clear sound.

That was her "good sister," Pang Shuangyue!

In the past life, she presented herself as a good sister to everyone, very affectionate and enthusiastic towards her elder sister. Whenever there was good food or useful stuff, she would think of her sister first, earning her a good name as "virtuous and gentle."

And with this good name of hers, I, as the elder sister, appeared less accomplished, especially during several public occasions where I was either pushing her into water, making her cry, or causing her to fall...

More bizarrely, every time such an incident occurred, it made me believe I accidentally hurt her. Watching her explain for me, I was so moved.

Because of this, I had a bad reputation in the circle of noblewomen in the Capital City, with few friends, and spent my days learning music, chess, calligraphy, and painting from my mother, despising interaction with noblewomen.

To the point that at death’s door, there was no one to send me off, so pitiful and tragic.

Oh, no, there was!

She came to see me off, but more so to mock and boast. Thankfully she came to flaunt, otherwise, I would never have known who had harmed me so much!

Thinking back to that time of myself, how could I have been so naive?

While Long Yue was reflecting on the past life, Pang Shuangyue thought she was too excited to see her and became dazed, hurriedly stepped forward to hold her hand, and asked with concern, "Sister, sister, are you okay? I’m your sister, don’t you recognize me?"

Long Yue gradually came back to herself, looking at the beautiful girl in front of her, a deep disgust flashed in her eyes, she smiled softly, "How could that be? Sister has always remembered you, I came back before the new year."

"Ah, really? I didn’t know! Oh, I’ve been busy lately with Brother Jinheng’s wedding and didn’t pay attention to what’s happening outside, I’ve been negligent towards sister."

She looked at me tearfully, "Sister, I’m sorry, I know Brother Jinheng is your beloved, but... a father’s command cannot be disobeyed, father is intent on forming a marriage alliance with Prime Minister Pei..."

"Sister knows that you being able to marry Mr. Pei is a good thing, why are you crying?"

"I..."

Pang Shuangyue blinked, a hint of surprise flickered in her eyes, clearly puzzled by Long Yue’s indifferent attitude.

She remembered clearly that Long Yue was very attached to Pei Jinheng, and if she was to marry her once-fiancé, shouldn’t she be a bit angrier?