Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 614: Do I Look Old to You?

Zhang Liulang and Yang Shiqi knelt on the ground until Luosha returned and whispered a few words in Yama’s ear.

Yama’s gaze flickered slightly, looking at them: "Well, although this is just the lowest tier of spies from Daliang, it’s not easy for you to get this list just after defecting to our side. This time, I’ll record a merit for you here, take a short rest and then go back to Daliang."

"Subordinate obeys!"

"Dismissed!"

"Yes!"

As soon as Zhang Liulang and Yang Shiqi left, Luosha came forward and said: "Boss, are these two really loyal to Daliang, or is it just a pretense?"

Yama, wearing a black mask, rubbed the Blood Jade Ring on his thumb, his eyes as sharp as a hawk.

"Luosha, these two people were brought out by you, do you think they would betray Dazhou?"

Luosha thought for a moment and said: "That’s unlikely, not to mention I brought them along all the way and there’s deep affection, their family members are here with us, how could they betray?"

"Yes, this seems unreasonable. But why did they survive after being captured? Do you think if it’s fake defection, Liang Country would release them?"

"This..."

Luosha fell into long silence, everything seemed really ambiguous.

"However..." Yama changed his tone and chuckled, "They won’t be easily bribed by ordinary interests. If they’re genuinely helpful, there must be another reason. Besides, since they’ve defected to Daliang, they surely have to report part of the list, right?"

Luosha’s pupils shrank slightly: "Boss, are you saying the people we have positioned over in Daliang might be in danger?"

"No, they won’t be, but they’ll be monitored. Just like we have this list but can’t arrest them."

Speaking, Yama tossed the list onto the table.

"Brother, should we send people to keep an eye on these two?"

"No need!" Yama’s gaze narrowed, "These two, pulling Dazhou and Daliang, are engaged in an unprecedented contest. Whether we can control them better, or the other side can, all depends on skill!

It’s a strategic play, a mandatory one... Who could have thought of this idea? Who is really behind all this?"

Luosha looked up at his brother, for the first time seeing such a conflicted expression.

In the past, there were many incidents at Yulong Pavilion, but he handled them with calmness. Yet this time, it seemed to be a dilemma.

"Go, release Zhang Liulang and Yang Shiqi’s family, and secretly protect them." 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"Yes!"

Luosha glanced at Yama as he rested, then turned to leave.

Yama leaned against the soft-cushioned chair, fidgeting with the ring in his hand, his gaze growing deeper.

...

"Ah, these days it’s getting hotter and hotter, feels much hotter than last year."

In a garden, two young girls dressed as maids sat under a banana tree, fanning themselves and complaining.

"They say it’s due to the volcanic eruption last year-end, but can’t really tell."

Nearby, a woman approached, lowered her voice to speak, drawing agreement from the others: "Yes, yes, definitely like that. Ah, these days are just too hard to bear."

"What are you all doing here? Slacking off? Hurry up and get to work!"

A reprimand came from outside the garden, rushing in was Ning Xiang, hands on her hips, looking displeased.

The girls were startled by her fierce demeanor and quickly got up to work.

"Humph, it angers me, they slack off because they’re treated too kindly!"

Ning Xiang puffed angrily, then turned and greeted Hongtang with joy: "Ning Xiang, someone came from the palace, saying ice has been delivered!"

"Ice?" Ning Xiang clapped joyously, "That’s wonderful, can’t stand it without ice. Quickly, I need to make iced grapes to give to Princess Consort!"

Moments later, a plate of iced grapes and oranges appeared on Long Yue’s table.

The grapes and oranges were surrounded by a small circle of crushed ice, emitting cool air, looking very tempting.

"Princess Consort, it’s too hot, have something cool!"

Long Yue picked up a grape, kneaded it in her hand, and gently shook her head: "Master once advised me against eating too cold things, it’s not good for the body."

She pursed her lips and smiled, "But A Mu is gone, why should I care for my body?"

Said as she was about to put the grape in her mouth, a big hand pressed on her.

Long Yue looked up at the familiar figure and smiled cutely: "Master, why have you come?"

Duanmu Nan softly replied, "Do I look very old?"

Oh!

Long Yue felt awkward; Duanmu Nan was just over twenty, only a few years older than Li Qingmu, not old, still very young.

"Master, you are a senior, I naturally call you elder, right?"

Long Yue smiled sweetly, though her smile seemed to lack something.

Duanmu Nan understood; it was a missing heart, ever since Li Qingmu left, her heart was absent.

Duanmu Nan’s eyes dimmed, uncertain how he could bring back the heart she lost.

Even knowing it’s futile, he still has to try!

"Alright, don’t mess around. You should take good care of yourself!" Duanmu Nan said, gently rubbing Long Yue’s hair.

Her hair was smooth, shiny black, dense, and felt very comfortable.

Duanmu Nan’s gaze gradually became obscure, like ink-stained clouds.

Such an adorable disciple... no, he didn’t just want her as his apprentice, but also...

"Ah, Master, you eat! I won’t eat, you eat, these iced grapes are delicious!"

Long Yue stretched her white slender fingers holding a grape to Duanmu Nan’s mouth; his eyes were deep, and he opened his mouth to swallow.

The cool refreshing grape exploded in his mouth, sweet and clear juice overflowed, leaving a lingering taste.

"Master, is it tasty?"

Long Yue tilted her head, charmingly smiling at him, Duanmu Nan felt his heart tremble, nodding slightly.

"Yes, it’s delicious!"

"Good, then eat more!"

Long Yue fed the grapes one by one to Duanmu Nan, who ate with a smile but his heart felt heavy.

It seems she ultimately can’t forget that person.

Yue’er, has your heart been given to him never to be given to anyone else?

Can’t you grant yourself even a little chance?

Duanmu Nan’s gaze sank; some words he ultimately can’t utter, fearing if spoken, they couldn’t even remain as master and disciple.

"Princess Consort, Mrs. Su and Madam Xiang are here!"

At this time, a servant came in to report.

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