Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 224: How Ruthless You Are!

Looking at the little wife’s distressed appearance, Li Qingmu felt his entire heart wrapped in warmth, his mood exceedingly joyful.

He chuckled softly, went up to hold the little woman’s hands, and said with a profound gaze, "If I were to hide, the drama wouldn’t be real anymore!"

"Go away, who needs reality? You... you make my heart feel terrible like this!"

Long Yue was extremely anxious, especially seeing those few red marks on his handsome face, she felt immensely guilty and stood up, "I’ll get an egg to roll on it for you, ah..."

As soon as she stood up, a large hand beside her pressed her back down, directly onto his lap.

"Li Qingmu, what exactly do you want to do?"

"What do you think?" Li Qingmu said with a slight smile, "They’re all in the bridal chamber, should we also... cough..."

Before he finished his sentence, Long Yue’s small fist hit him, Li Qingmu widened his eyes, coughing vigorously, looking as if he was beaten to death.

Long Yue glared at him angrily, "Li Qingmu, I finally know why I wanted to slap you before!"

Long Yue really didn’t know why she slapped him at the time, but now she realizes it was because this man was too good at pretending, too fond of showing off!

Li Qingmu looked confused, "Why?"

"Look at yourself, with your long hair reaching your waist, eyes like silk threads, who are you dressing up so beautifully for? Hmm?"

Just now, when this guy got off the carriage with this look, who knows how many young girls’ hearts he bewitched. Long Yue felt a rush of jealousy that made her want to hit him with a hammer.

"Wife..."

Li Qingmu widened his eyes.

He was inexplicably slapped, and this was the reason?

"Flirting all around, huh!"

Long Yue snorted, looking very impatient.

Li Qingmu was embarrassed, he hadn’t been flirting at all!

"Wife, my heart is true..."

Long Yue ignored him.

"Wife, from beginning to end, my heart and eyes have only you!"

Long Yue continued to ignore him.

Li Qingmu became anxious, suddenly, he drew out a dagger, resolutely saying, "Then I will disfigure this face, so I won’t attract anyone anymore!"

Just as he was about to cut, Long Yue quickly stopped him.

"Hey, Li Qingmu, are you crazy! Who... who asked you to disfigure yourself? I... I haven’t seen enough yet!"

As soon as Long Yue said this, her face turned crimson!

This bastard, he just had to make her say something like that, he’s really annoying!

Li Qingmu looked at the little wife’s shy and cute appearance, and let out a low laugh, drawing her into his arms, whispering in her ear, "Yue’er, thousands of peach blossoms bloom just for you, and so do I..."

Saying this, he gently leaned over, falling into a tender embrace...

The sky grew darker, and soon, it was midnight.

A shadow leaped over the wall of the General Mansion, mounted a swift horse, and galloped out of the city.

Southern Suburb, Hejia Village.

On the endless field ridge, a sleazy man hurried on his way, his steps unstable and anxious, his head turning back from time to time as if something ghostly were chasing him.

"Damn, luckily I followed their instructions and managed to keep my life, damn it, if the returning customers fool me again, they won’t have it easy either!"

The man rubbed his hands, cursing as he walked, but the thought of soon having one hundred taels of gold made him break into a wicked grin.

"Thud thud thud!"

The sound of galloping from behind made the man’s body shudder and he ran forward in panic.

Damn it, are they going back on their promise and want to kill him?

Just as he was overcome with fear and tension, a fast horse roared past and stopped in front of him.

"Don’t... what do you want?"

He Laosan took a step back, putting his hands on his chest, full of alertness.

On the horse sat a man in black, who pulled a bag out from behind and tossed it over.

"One hundred taels of gold, your reward!"

He Laosan’s eyes lit up with excitement as he pounced on the bag, picked up an ingot, and bit into it fiercely.

"Ha, pure gold... urgh..."

With a swish of cold light cutting through, blood splattered, He Laosan’s eyes widened in horror and anger staring at the man in black before him.

"Urgh, urgh... argh—"

He struggled desperately, trying to speak, but his throat was slit, making it impossible to utter a complete word.

He could only stare hatefully at the man in front of him, before dying, he saw the other slowly removing his veil.

He was an extremely handsome man, only his gaze was icy, and a cruel smile played on his face.

His body shuddered, realizing who this was.

The woman’s husband, the man she slapped before!

It was him, it was him!

At this moment, he understood everything, he fell into the trap of that adulterous pair, the real threat to his life was not Pang Shuangyue, but them!

Aaaaah!

"You... you’re so cruel, you’re so cruel—"

He Laosan’s torn throat managed to emit a few syllables, then, thud—he fell to the ground.

His eyes wide open, face filled with terror, unable to die in peace!

Li Qingmu slowly sheathed his sword, wiping the blood off his sword with a white handkerchief, disdainfully throwing the blood-stained cloth onto the corpse, his voice cold as ice frost: "To dare disrespect my wife, you are not worthy!"

Even though the other couldn’t hear anymore, he still had to say it, it was a matter of principle.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Two more shadows appeared in the night, kneeling on one knee.

"Mr. Li, please give your orders!"

"Clean this place up, send the body to the chaotic stone ridge in Deserted Tomb Mountain at Bai E Mountain!"

The two men in black paused, but respectfully complied.

Meanwhile, another group of riders galloped forward, also pursuing He Laosan, only when they reached Hejia Village, they went to his house, unable to find him.

"No one here, let’s go back and report to the master!"

"You mean, couldn’t find him? Hmph, it’s only been a short while since he left! Three hours, how could he be gone? You all are useless, aren’t you?"

In Pang Mansion, Pang Wenzheng furiously slammed the table, looking icily at his subordinates below.

"Master, we were just a step late, we found very faint traces of blood on a field ridge, we suspect it’s He Laosan’s, but can’t find evidence."

"No need to look, it was He Laosan!"

Pang Wenzheng waved his hand, exhaling a long breath, he looked up at the beam above, suddenly laughing loudly, "Good, very good! Li Qingmu, you are truly a ruthless character! This old man, admires, admires!"

Walking out of the Prime Minister’s Mansion, killing someone in the night, the key was, intentionally leaving a faint trail of blood, what’s this?

It’s a provocation!

This little bastard, blatantly taunting him—I’ve killed someone and even told you, but what can you do about it?

This is blatant contempt!

"Fine, very well, you little bastard, you wait for this old man!"