Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 217: On the Lady’s Orders, I’m Here to Kill You!
Life, I’ve come to kill you!
After Long Yue left the Su Jinxiu Workshop, she went to a small eatery.
Upon entering the shop, a young attendant came out to serve her. Long Yue said, "Give me three taels of mung bean cakes, a jin of red bean cakes, and two jin of hazelnut crisps."
This was a code. Once Long Yue spoke, the attendant said, "Miss, we’re out of hazelnut crisps here; would you like to choose something else?"
"Then can you take me inside to have a look?"
"Sure, miss, this way please."
Long Yue followed the attendant into the back of the shop and quickly saw a shopkeeper in his forties, with a square face and thick lips, appearing very honest.
But honest people usually show such traits to outsiders; no one could guess he was actually the leader of spies.
"Shopkeeper, Mrs. Li is here!"
After taking Long Yue inside, the attendant retreated after speaking.
The middle-aged man stood up and took a note from inside the desk: "Mrs. Li, the person you wanted me to find has been found!"
Long Yue slightly nodded: "With this, you’ve worked hard."
"Madam, it’s not much. We all work for the Prince; this small favor is nothing. Moreover, the Prince has already sent people to instruct us to fully cooperate with Mr. Li and you, Madam, so saying thank you really humbles me!"
Long Yue nodded slightly and refrained from exchanging further pleasantries, stood up, and left. However, before leaving, she turned back and said, "The position of Minister of Revenue has become vacant; do you have any plans?"
"Rest assured, Mrs. Li, we are already planning this. Now Mr. Li’s task is to impeach those who are against us; everyone has their own role without interference to avoid unnecessary trouble."
"Understood!"
Long Yue left the eatery and quietly waited at home for Li Qingmu to return.
Today, Li Qingmu returned a bit late, and he had been drinking.
"Did you go with your colleagues?"
"Yes! I wanted to refuse, but that fellow Su Shi insisted on dragging me along!"
Li Qingmu talked about this matter with some gloom, as he couldn’t enjoy dinner with his wife, which he was quite unaccustomed to.
"Since you’re an official, social engagements are inevitable; don’t always refuse, or people will consider you an outsider. Moreover, having more friends is better than having more enemies, even if it’s just mutual exploitation, right?"
Long Yue smiled as she brought a bowl of hangover soup to Li Qingmu.
"I only drank a little bit."
"Drink it!"
Long Yue left him no chance to refuse, so Li Qingmu had no choice but to gulp down the hangover soup.
"Yue’er, your face looks serious. Is there something going on?"
"Yes, there is. I need you to do me a favor."
"What favor?"
"Help me perform a play!"
"A play?"
"Yes, you’ll know once you’re there!"
Long Yue wore a mysterious expression. After Li Qingmu’s alcohol smell dissipated, they rode horses together out of Capital City.
They went out through the back door and disguised themselves to avoid being noticed.
"Sixty li south of Capital City is Hejia Village. There’s a person there called He Laosan, a complete drunkard and rogue. His father died from his rage, his mother was forced to death by him, and he bought a wife who ended up drowning herself due to his brutality. A Mu, do you remember what I told you about being framed by my sister for having an affair with someone?"
"I remember. Why, is it that He Laosan?"
"Yes, it’s him! I ate some snacks and started feeling dizzy, as if drugged. Then, He Laosan burst into my room, trying to violate me. I resisted, but he kept trying to hold me. During my struggle, my sister brought people in, catching us in an inappropriate embrace... That’s how it happened."
Long Yue had mentioned the events to Li Qingmu, who had partially pieced it together but never knew the culprit.
Now upon hearing Long Yue reveal the actual perpetrator, a cold light flashed in his eyes, revealing murderous intent.
"Don’t act rashly; I still need him!"
Long Yue sensed the overwhelming murderous aura behind and quickly stopped him, knowing his impulsiveness would ruin her revenge plan.
"I understand, I won’t do anything to him."
Li Qingmu lowered his eyes, feigning seriousness, but Long Yue couldn’t see the murderous glint in them!
Someone dared to lay hands on his woman; this person deserved death!
"I brought nightwear, for you to wear later and enter his house like this..."
In the night, Long Yue muttered plans, while Li Qingmu silently nodded.
Up ahead, a row of shabby courtyards appeared, precisely where He Laosan lived.
He Laosan was wretched, angering his parents to death, tormenting his wife to death, and is now a solitary figure living in this drafty room.
The room emitted a foul smell of wine, the cheapest type, yet He Laosan drank it with gusto.
"Damn it, I’m out of money!"
He Laosan leaned back into a worn-out chair, clutching a wine gourd, drained the last bit of wine inside, and fiercely shook it to let the final drop fall into his mouth, smacking his lips in frustration.
He Laosan’s greatest loves in life were drinking and gambling.
Gambling was too costly for him, so he resorted to buying alcohol. The key was his great alcohol tolerance; he never got drunk.
This meant his alcohol funds were a bottomless pit that could never be filled.
"Damn that hag, she refuses to give money anymore! Last time she nearly broke my leg!"
He Laosan tossed the empty gourd aside, cursed, and spat fiercely.
He rubbed his nose, burped, and although he complained, he dared not challenge that woman’s ferocity.
He still wished to live!
Shaking his head, he awkwardly stood up from the chair, saw the sky darkening, and prepared to go to bed.
There’s no choice; his home was too poor to afford even lamp oil, so he relied on moonlight.
His foot was slightly limp as he staggered into the house.
Once inside, he closed the door, preparing to sleep on the bed.
The bed was also a pile of straw, quite worn-out, though weather warming made it better, the past two months had been truly hard.
Just as he was about to lie down, suddenly, a flash of cold light sliced through!
He Laosan, with good eyesight, naturally saw the approaching dark figure, startling him into dodging instinctively.
"Splash!"
The straw heap was split by a sword, scattering hay all over him.
"Mother, help, murder!"
Seeing the sword, He Laosan was scared to death, wailing while dodging, but the bed was only so big; where could he hide?
After futile dodging, recognizing he was doomed but faced with death, he refused to submit. Desperately, he raised his hands and exclaimed, "No, spare me, mighty one! Whatever you want me to do, I’ll do it!"
The masked dark figure, eyes cold and murderous, sneered and said, "There’s no need! Just a vermin! On the order of the miss, I’ve come to kill you!"
