Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 221: A Grand Wedding, Nothing More
The jealousy of women is always inexplicable. Seeing a young girl with better birth and looks than oneself invokes envy.
Chang Lexi had always been jealous of Long Yue. When an incident occurred to Long Yue, she gloated, even wished to step on her, only to tragically find Long Yue had become a Sixth-rank Imperial Decree Lady.
Several emotional ups and downs twisted her mind; she wished she could kill Long Yue.
And now, seeing her so brazen in broad daylight, yet pampered by her own man, a wave of jealousy surged up, causing her anger to rise uncontrollably!
Long Yue loved watching her gnashing her teeth, so she continued to feign ignorance to provoke her: "The previous matter? Oh, I remember now. Hey, it’s not my fault, you know? They cursed me first. I couldn’t help it and fought back. Can I be blamed for that?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
"You..."
Chang Lexi felt that she could no longer speak to this woman; otherwise she really would die of anger!
"Hmph, just keep making excuses; you’ll suffer soon enough!" She looked at Li Qingmu, sneering, "A wise man chooses a virtuous wife, but your wife is so domineering and unruly. To avoid involvement, it’d be best to divorce her soon!"
Chang Lexi left a hand behind to sow discord, turned around, and flung her sleeves as she departed.
Today, Long Yue hit so many noble girls and ladies, causing such a ruckus; surely a series of troubles would follow. She and her man would be unlucky!
Once today’s wedding banquet is over, the court will be flooded with impeachments against Li Qingmu for allowing his wife to beat noble girls, and with so many witnessing it, even a hundred mouths couldn’t explain it away!
No matter if Li Qingmu decisively divorces Long Yue or remains sweetly in love and willing to back her up, Pang Longyue would be doomed!
Wretch, you’re not far from death! Hum hum hum...
The wedding banquet went on, and Long Yue and Li Qingmu found a stone table in the backyard garden to sit down, with guests coming and going. Su Shi and his wife arrived, and Yang Zhuoya saw Long Yue and without a word held her hand.
"Sister Yue, I just arrived and heard you had a dispute outside the Prime Minister’s Mansion with many noble girls and ladies and even hit someone? Alas, you were foolish! By tomorrow, the court will crazily impeach your husband. Once those people unite, that power is terrifying, you..."
Yang Zhuoya was tense, her words a bit jumbled, but Long Yue gently shook her head, smiling, "Don’t worry about it. This kind of thing! Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, at the time I was provoked by those people, alas, couldn’t hold back, and then..."
Long Yue twisted her wrist, feigning a look of grievance.
Yang Zhuoya looked worried but seeing Long Yue seemingly carefree, could only smile bitterly.
"Quick, quick, the bride is here!"
"Miss Pang is here, go greet her!"
"..."
Just after Long Yue ate a walnut, the cheers of young girls came from that side, and a group ran outside to greet the bride.
Yang Zhuoya wanted to get up to look but seeing Long Yue sitting peacefully, felt embarrassed to leave.
The bride soon came in, protected by stars and moon, surrounded by countless maids and servants, and many young ladies, reflecting the candlelight around, truly as dazzling as the moon in the sky.
Long Yue stood far away, silently watching.
Today, Pang Shuangyue was very beautiful, astonishingly so, in an exquisite red embroidered dress, embroidered with fine, lifelike multicolored phoenixes, underscored by magnificent palaces, cloud steam, rosy glow, walking with lotus steps, seemingly atop heavenly clouds, the jewelry jingling, like celestial music!
Pang Shuangyue’s attire today came from Su Jinxiu Workshop.
Yun Niang didn’t know how deep their enmity ran, but knew the sisters didn’t get along. When making this dress, Yun Niang asked Long Yue if she wanted to tamper with it, Long Yue refused.
The reason was simple, dealing with a wretch like Pang Shuangyue wouldn’t need that, and once something went wrong, it would ruin Su Jinxiu Workshop’s reputation.
Reputation, a difficult construction but easy to destroy.
Long Yue glanced again at Pang Shuangyue in her red ensemble. Now, she was in the main hall, beside her was a jade-like man, Pei Jinheng!
Pei Jinheng was also dressed suitably in a red brocade robe, his face held a faint smile, giving the impression of a spring breeze.
Long Yue’s gaze lingered on him for a long time, Pei Jinheng seemed to sense it and looked over from afar, his gaze profound and tender.
"Yue’er..."
His lips slightly parted, murmured softly.
Long Yue’s gaze flickered, with some crystalline tears in her eyes.
She blinked gently, withdrew her tears, turned her face aside, and fell back into a broad embrace.
Li Qingmu caught Long Yue’s delicate form, gently drawing her into his arms.
He looked up, his gaze coldly fixed on Pei Jinheng, filled with anger and unwillingness!
Pei Jinheng sneered, knowing his rage was from being cuckolded, knowing that Long Yue had always had him in her heart. Whatever was said about no longer having ties was just impulsive talk!
How could others not know her when he knew? This proud woman, just like her mother.
Years ago, in anger, he cut ties, but she remembered it, resenting him, yet now seeing him marrying another, her emotions for him couldn’t be suppressed, erupting like a fountain!
In Yue’er’s heart, ultimately, she cares only for me!
Li Qingmu, you’re just a bug, what are you angry about?
Just wait, before long, Yue’er will come back to me, and you will become a humble ant, trampled and tortured to death!
Pei Jinheng gave Li Qingmu a provocation glance, then turned, ready to bow to heaven and earth with Pang Shuangyue.
"Bow to heaven and earth!"
The high-pitched voice echoed, accompanied by countless cheers, Pang Wenzheng’s laughter, Liu Bingxin’s soft sobs, but within the sobs, full of joy for finding a good husband for her daughter.
Li Qingmu watched coldly, at this moment he noticed the small woman in his arms trembling slightly, seemingly holding back some emotion.
His heart skipped, quickly moved her gently, looked down at her tensely, "Yue’er, Yue’er? What’s wrong? Don’t be sad, I’m here for you..."
"Hehe, hahaha..."
Without responding to Li Qingmu’s tense and worried call, Long Yue initially chuckled, but gradually the laughter grew louder, even unable to hold back the shaking of her body, laughing.
"A Mu, did you see earlier? He still thinks I’m hung up on past feelings for him? Haha, I just acted a scene, and he fell for it. This man, is just like that!"
Long Yue laughed heartily, carefree, yet Li Qingmu frowned deeply, "Yue’er, you...are you really alright?"
He deeply sighed, "Actually, if you’re sad, you can...cry it out!"
