Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 204: Can’t Afford to Provoke!

Huanhuan was a head taller than Long Yue, with a burly physique that weighed over 250 pounds.

Xiao Liu prepared a lavish dinner, and Huanhuan devoured it ravenously.

Occasionally, she would look up at Long Yue, flash a toothy smile, and her eyes were full of gratitude.

She had never had a full meal since childhood, but this time, she ate her fill.

She felt this was what life should be, and the woman who gave her a full meal was her benefactor, the one she would protect for life!

After finishing her meal, Huanhuan stood awkwardly in front of Long Yue.

Long Yue was sitting while she stood, so she could only look up...

But Long Yue couldn’t let her sit down, otherwise, how could she maintain her status as the mistress?

Long Yue: "Are you full?"

Huanhuan: "Uh-huh!"

"In the future, if someone else gives you a full meal, would you betray me?"

Huanhuan paused, then shook her head vigorously: "Madam was the first to give me a full meal, you are a good person, others must have ulterior motives!"

Her voice was a bit muffled due to her bulky frame, but Long Yue understood.

She meant that Long Yue was truly kind to her by giving her a full meal first, while others would have hidden agendas by doing so.

This girl is quite clever.

"Huanhuan, tell me, do you have any skills? Or anything impressive?"

Huanhuan was stunned, then tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Madam, I am strong and can... can lift a cow!"

Oh, that impressive? Is she bluffing?

Long Yue gave Xiao Liu a look, and Xiao Liu smartly went out. A little while later, he brought back a big yellow cow.

"Can you really lift a cow?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Then give it a try!"

Actually, before Long Yue even said it, Huanhuan had already moved forward.

She twisted her iron-like big hands hard, her joints crackling loudly, then spit twice to grab the cow.

"Moo moo—"

The old cow shook its body vigorously, struggling against Huanhuan’s iron hands, even trying to gore her with its horns, but Huanhuan just let out a "Ha" and stamped her foot suddenly.

"Ah—"

"Moo—"

The old yellow cow indeed got lifted by her.

Li Qingmu was eating health pills, custom made by Duanmu Nan for him, brewed with various tonic herbs and a touch of hawthorn, rolled into pills, chewed two after each meal to aid digestion and nourish the spleen.

When he came out, just as he tossed a health pill into his mouth and hadn’t chewed twice, he saw this scene.

"Cough cough cough..."

He choked and swallowed the entire pill, then turned red as he coughed violently.

"Are you okay, Prime Minister?"

Long Yue heard the commotion beside her, saw Li Qingmu clutching his chest and coughing hard, and rushed over to help him catch his breath.

What happened?

"Water... water... water..."

The best way to relieve choking is to force it down with water.

Long Yue fetched him a pot of warm water, and Li Qingmu gulped it down without a word, feeling much better.

"Good, good, very good!"

Li Qingmu watched excitedly as Huanhuan effortlessly held the big yellow cow, even applauding.

With such a powerful woman warrior by Little Wife’s side, who would dare touch her?

As for those men eyeing her beauty... Li Qingmu squinted his eyes, planning to tell Huanhuan to beat anyone who dares look lecherously at Yue’er, except himself!

"Yue’er, are you planning to make her your personal maid?"

Cao Yin was supposed to head to Xinan these days, but he had merits to his name, so he requested the Emperor’s permission to stay until his son-in-law finished the imperial examination.

If Xiao Mu failed, he could still fight for some benefits with his old bones.

Qi Yun knew his intentions, wanting to refuse but didn’t want to dishearten these military generals, so he agreed.

Long Yue once again felt the warmth of an elder’s affection from Cao Yin and turned back with a gentle smile: "Yes! Grandpa, what do you think, is she qualified?"

"She’s more than qualified! Little Yue’er, before Grandpa leaves, how about properly training her to become your first female warrior, so anyone daring to bully you will face her!"

Cao Yin just had a fondness for training people.

Whether they were new soldiers or seasoned ones, his own son, or Li Qingmu, he enjoyed it. Now, he added Huanhuan.

Ah, the joy of training people, how delightful!

Four days passed.

Li Qingmu’s short holiday ended, returning to the Upper Court.

Despite appearing in front of the Emperor twice, people at the Imperial Censorate barely greeted him, except Su Shi, others were still dismissive.

It’s understandable; the spring imperial exam hasn’t started, and Li Qingmu is just an alternate, not an official Imperial Censor. After the exam, he might be dismissed.

"Li Qingmu, spring imperial exam is approaching, and an unknown wildling like you hoping to pass? Hahaha, dreaming! Once it’s over, you can pack up and leave!"

Huang Hua walked over, pointing at Li Qingmu with insults.

Because Li Qingmu had docked him three months of salary, their conflict escalated, and he resented him deeply, even grinding his teeth loudly.

Li Qingmu let out a surprised "Eh," and said, "What’s wrong with Imperial Censor Huang, your teeth keep clacking. Could it be some ailment? I must say, Imperial Censor Huang, if you’re sick, see a doctor. Enduring it affects your duties, and if something goes wrong, could you bear the responsibility?"

"You..."

Huang Hua’s eyes bulged, wanting nothing more than to slap him!

This brat’s words were scathing, implying he was ill and subtly flaunting the Emperor’s favor by having an Imperial Physician treat him.

"Hmph! I disdain being associated with the likes of you!"

Huang Hua spat at Li Qingmu, turned, and left in a huff.

After cursing him, the boy didn’t retort, making Huang Hua feel gratified, yet the ensuing conversation nearly made him faint.

"Imperial Censor Li, don’t be angry, don’t bother with colleagues!"

Someone jested at Li Qingmu, intending to mock him, but Li Qingmu replied in earnest, "The lane opposite our house has a family, owning a dog that bites every passerby. We avoid it; can’t provoke, can’t provoke!"

Imperial Censor Liu, teasing him, paused but quickly realized the meaning. It was an ironic jab! He felt annoyed yet a little pleased, watching Huang Hua.

"Li Qingmu, I’m gonna fight you!"

Unable to hold it any longer, Huang Hua rushed back, punching and kicking at Li Qingmu.

Li Qingmu dodged, chaos erupted in the Imperial Censorate.

And the head Imperial Censor He Jian merely watched coldly, without intervening.