Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 620: Is It Really So Hard to Call Me Father?
Qi Junchen’s gaze was cold, a flicker of venomous resentment in his eyes.
Qi Yun, his father had never given him much paternal love, from childhood to adulthood, none at all! Now, he had killed his most beloved woman for an arrogant one!
Why? On what grounds?
Qi Junchen felt indignant!
But, that was his father, no matter how much dissatisfaction and indignation he had, what could he do? Could he resort to patricide?
Impossible!
Otherwise, he would be condemned by thousands, spat upon by millions.
However, if his father was angered to death by himself, then it wouldn’t be related to him, right?
If Qi Jingrui died right under his nose, it would be a big laugh. By then, with Princess Consort Mu’s fiery nature, she would surely force her way into the Imperial Palace for questioning, and if Qi Yun died in sorrow, then Princess Consort Mu would become the prime culprit for forcing the Emperor to death.
At that time, who in this world could protect her?
Jun Lian would only bury Long Yue with him!
Qi Junchen’s eyes lit up at this thought, and he shouted "Good!" in his heart.
This scheme was absolutely flawless!
He turned and bowed respectfully to Mr. Yin, "Please, Mr. Yin, teach me!"
Mr. Yin smiled slightly, hurriedly stepping forward to support him, "Your Highness, your gesture is too heavy, I cannot accept it, truly cannot!"
"Please, Mr. Yin, assist me!"
"It’s all good, very good."
Mr. Yin gently stroked that tuft of beard, smiling softly as he took out a bottle of medicine from his bosom, "This potion is colorless and tasteless, just a tiny bit can instantly claim lives, not to mention a child, even an elephant can be poisoned!"
As Mr. Yin spoke, he handed the poison to Qi Junchen, who stared at the potion bottle in his hand, his complexion changing from blue to white.
Could he really poison that Imperial Grandson?
This matter was too dangerous, really too dangerous.
Once failed, he would die without a proper burial!
"Mr. Yin, when Eunuch Chen came earlier, he spoke with Princess Consort Mu about sending more guards to protect the little Imperial Grandson, from my side, it’s difficult to act!"
"Seventh Prince, you misunderstood, I’m not asking you to personally poison the little Imperial Grandson, but to... use someone else to do it!"
"Use someone else?"
Qi Junchen shuddered abruptly, his gaze flickering, "How to use someone else?"
"It’s simple, Princess Consort Mu can’t be by Supreme Emperor’s side all the time, once she leaves, surely a wet nurse will accompany the little Imperial Grandson, right? Just apply this potion, the little Imperial Grandson drinks her milk, then..."
The latter words weren’t spoken, but the idea was crystal clear.
Poisoning the wet nurse’s undergarments feeding Qi Jingrui, the poison will transfer when Qi Jingrui sucks on milk, this matter will only trace back to the wet nurse, enabling them to slip away.
Brilliant, this trick is truly brilliant!
Qi Junchen narrowed his eyes, a hint of ruthless determination in them, one must look out for oneself, or else face heavenly punishment, thus, it must be done.
"Thank you, Mr. Yin!"
"No need, no need! Seventh Prince is too kind."
...
Southeast of the Imperial Palace, Sanqing Palace.
Qi Yun stroked the little head of Imperial Grandson Qi Jingrui, a kindly look in his eyes. Beside him, Long Yue bowed respectfully, "Thank you, Supreme Emperor. Actually, there was no need for the Supreme Emperor to act this time, I could have dealt with that Lady Xiang myself!"
Qi Yun looked up at the respectful woman, sighed softly.
"Yue’er, is calling me father so difficult? Actually... you have always hated me, haven’t you?"
Long Yue lowered her eyes, "I dare not."
Qi Yun’s pupils contracted slightly, his voice trembling, "Dare not? So, at heart, you have grievance."
Long Yue was silent.
A flash of pain appeared in Qi Yun’s expression, "I know, I know, I have wronged Mu’er, and wronged you both, mother and son. But I will use my limited time to make amends to you."
"Thank the Supreme Emperor for His graciousness."
Long Yue remained as serene as still water.
Qi Yun’s expression grew more painful.
Every time he saw her, and saw Rui’er, he would think of Li Qingmu, that mischievous child, that reckless but never erring child, this...
With these thoughts, Qi Yun’s eyes grew moist.
"Wa, wa, wa..."
Perhaps sensing Qi Yun’s sorrow, little Rui’er suddenly wailed, his small hands and feet flailing about vigorously, causing quite a commotion.
"Your Majesty, this child is truly energetic, he just caused a ruckus this morning!"
Chen Zhong said with a smile, easing the previous tense atmosphere.
Qi Yun lovingly watched this little one, thinking how smart he was, so perceptive, stepping in to save the situation during the awkward moment.
"Maybe he’s hungry."
"Then, this old servant will go and call the wet nurse."
Chen Zhong said as he exited, Long Yue replied, "Supreme Emperor, Rui’er is already grown, shouldn’t be drinking milk anymore, right?"
"Princess Consort, you may not know, Imperial family children aren’t truly weaned until their full first year. But as the little Imperial Grandson is older, he is given some porridge and fruit juice."
Mother’s milk is the best nutrient source, supplemented with some other foods, the Imperial family’s children will grow strong and healthy.
Long Yue conceded, thinking the Imperial family’s many years of nurturing experience was surely more knowledgeable than herself, who was a new mother.
Soon, the wet nurse entered.
She first bowed to Qi Yun and then to Long Yue before going over to hold Rui’er, preparing to feed him.
Long Yue watched her calmly, but, for some reason, something felt off.
Why were her lips somewhat pale?
Was this a sign of anemia?
Couldn’t be right; she seemed to have abundant milk, shouldn’t be anemic.
Then why were her lips so pale?
Or was it fear of something?
Fear of what upon seeing her?
Long Yue’s mind raced, and she said, "Stop."
She turned around, appearing very calm, bowed, "What does the Princess Consort require?"
"Are you Rui’er’s wet nurse?"
"Yes."
"You have children at home?"
"Yes, a boy was just born, with too much milk unused, that’s why I was chosen."
"Do you usually feel unwell? If your health isn’t good, the milk won’t be either, and you can’t serve the little Imperial Grandson."
"Replying to Princess Consort, my health is generally excellent, I rarely catch cold."
Health is good?
Long Yue was puzzled; curious how someone exceedingly healthy could have such pale lips?
"Have you felt any discomfort recently?"
"No, Princess Consort... Ah, I remember, just a moment of dizziness earlier, but that’s... not serious, right?"
"Is that so? Then there’s no need to feed the child anymore."
Long Yue said, taking Rui’er back into her arms.
The wet nurse didn’t resist, just looked at Long Yue, bewildered, slightly at a loss, uncertain how she had offended the Princess Consort.
Chen Zhong naturally couldn’t oppose Long Yue’s decision, waving the wet nurse off.
After she left, Long Yue personally fed Rui’er, unable to provide milk, resorting to porridge and fruit juice with minced meat.
Then she lingered at Sanqing Palace for a while, intending to depart as evening approached.
But before she could rise, a eunuch rushed in, looking panicked.
"Supreme Emperor, it’s bad, it’s bad!"
