Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 59: Her Vulnerability

In the days that followed, Long Yue’s life became busy and fulfilling once more. Every day, she had two tasks: first, to care for her bedridden husband, and second, to learn medicine and identify herbs with Duanmu Nan.

But later, gradually, a new task emerged: becoming the little cook of the house!

There was no choice. The meals cooked by her mentor and his wife were not very good. After Long Yue cooked once, they became enamored with it, and the mentor’s wife was even more blunt in asking her to do it herself.

Long Yue liked this straightforward attitude of her mentor’s wife; it was just the same as before.

Long Yue was happy to cook for them. As for men, you either win their hearts or win their stomachs, and Long Yue felt that winning over her mentor’s stomach was good enough.

The weather was getting colder. Since the autumn rain a few days ago, it had become even colder. Early in the morning when she opened the door, she could see a thick layer of frost on the ground.

"Quan, come out quickly and pry off all these frost flowers!"

Quan was the little medicine attendant here, a year younger than Long Yue. He usually helped with odd jobs, and the mentor’s wife would urge him to get busy early in the morning. Long Yue came out later to help.

"Yue’er is so clever. Quan, you should learn more from her!"

After the mentor’s wife said that, she went inside to help the mentor. Quan was a simple lad, scratching his head in confusion.

"Oh, alright!"

It took him a while to respond.

Long Yue went up to help, and Quan blinked his eyes, whispering, "Sister Yue’er, why are you so amazing? The teacher never takes on students, yet he lets you call him mentor..."

"Hmm, is there a problem with that?"

"It’s a big deal. I used to call him mentor, and he’d scold me."

"Uh..."

Long Yue was taken aback. So, she was the exception?

She chuckled and comforted him, "Actually, the mentor isn’t that scary. If he scolds you, just smile at him, and he won’t be able to scold you anymore."

This was the experience Long Yue had gathered over her previous life, and it never failed.

"Also, let’s not be too concerned about keeping face. You can traverse the world if you’re shameless enough! With a thick skin, when you learn from someone, they’re your mentor for life, so what’s wrong with calling him that?"

"Hmm... I guess you’re right..."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Suddenly, a fit of urgent coughing came from behind, and Long Yue quickly turned around to see that her husband had come out draped in a big cape.

"Fooling the kids again?"

Li Qingmu leaned lightly against the door, his long hair hanging loosely. His face was somewhat pale but could not hide his handsome, jade-like features. He just leaned there, the faint sunlight falling on him, casting a golden hue over his tall and lean figure.

Long Yue stared for a moment, then angrily said, "Who told you to come out? Don’t you know it’s cold outside? What if you catch a chill and it leaves a permanent illness? Get back inside immediately!"

Despite saying "get" back inside, her tone was incredibly sweet.

Li Qingmu laughed softly, "It’s alright. I’ve been lying in bed for nearly a month. I feel that if I don’t come out for a walk, my limbs won’t belong to me anymore."

"Then just walk around indoors. In any case, you’re not allowed outside!"

Long Yue’s big eyes were wide open, looking fierce, as she pushed Li Qingmu back inside. However, her touch was gentle, as if she were merely tickling him.

"Wife..."

"Sit down!"

Long Yue had questions to ask him, but now the man had turned so pliable that if she didn’t show some fierceness, he wouldn’t behave himself.

Li Qingmu sat down obediently.

"A Mu, that day... what happened? Who wanted to harm you?"

Even though she had her suspicions, she still needed to confirm. After the upheaval, Li Qingmu’s mind must have been affected, and Long Yue had been afraid to ask, worried that it would remind him of everything that happened and cause him distress.

But now it was different. Although his complexion was still pale, at least he looked better than before. He even had the mood to tease her, indicating that the shadow of that day had faded. It was time to ask him what happened.

Li Qingmu’s gaze suddenly deepened, with a hint of anger burning in his eyes!

Long Yue immediately regretted asking. The shadow was clearly still there!

"I’m sorry. If you don’t want to talk about it, then..."

"Qian Yi!" Li Qingmu slowly raised his head, his left hand tightly grasped within his wide sleeve, "He was ordered to kill me!"

"Ordered? By whom?" Long Yue’s small hands clenched tightly, her breathing becoming rapid. It had to be her, that wretch. Only she would resort to such means to persecute me, and target those around me!

"Someone from the Capital City. You offended someone there?"

The Young Prince Qi Jingyu had somehow appeared behind them, arms crossed, back straight, chin slightly raised...

He looked both smug and like he deserved a good beating!

Li Qingmu looked up at him, questioning in his gaze, ’How do you know that?’

"I overheard them saying they wanted to kill you that day, so I brought the guards out to find you. Otherwise, do you think I would just run into you lot?"

Qi Jingyu had an expression of "Are you all stupid?"

Li Qingmu was silent for a while, then said, "I don’t know anyone from the Capital City, let alone offend them... unless..."

As he said this, he suddenly looked at Long Yue, whose face turned a bit pale.

"It’s her. It must be her. It’s my sister... A Mu, I’m sorry. I got you involved..."

Long Yue leaned weakly against the table. She had always been wary of her sister oppressing her, but she had overlooked that her sister could be so ruthless as to harm those around her!

This time, fortunately, she and the little prince acted quickly, or else Li Qingmu’s life would truly have been in danger!

"A Mu, I’m sorry..."

She crouched down, hugging her knees, and cried with a choked voice. The suffering Li Qingmu endured these days, she saw it all. Every time he changed his bandages, he was in unbearable pain, biting a cloth to endure it, but even then, he still bit through his lip several times...

"I’m sorry, sobbing... it’s my fault that you got hurt..."

Li Qingmu watched his wife curl up into a ball, his gaze gradually softening.

Since she married him, she had always appeared strong, constantly fighting against the rumors in the village, in her own family, and with neighbors. Even when she was wronged or injured, she never showed weakness in front of him.

Even after she came to terms with their relationship and they reconciled, she acted affectionate, but he could feel that deep down, she was still a strong woman who would never admit defeat, a strength that seemed surreal.

But now... that strength was finally broken. She was showing her vulnerability, all because of his injury...

Li Qingmu’s mouth slowly curled up into a smile.

"Yue’er, I don’t blame you, really, I don’t blame you..."