Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 63: The Petty Should Not Be Allowed to Succeed
"I couldn’t tell before, but you’re pretty convincing at playing tricks!"
In the room, Long Yue stood right beside Li Qingmu, but from where Qian Yi was looking, he couldn’t see her. She smiled and spoke, reaching out to straighten Li Qingmu’s loose hair.
"It was my lady’s idea."
Li Qingmu smiled faintly, gently patting away his little wife’s mischievous hand. Realizing that he did look rather frightening, he quickly went inside to freshen up.
Coming out refreshed, Li Qingmu was in a good mood. The investigations by Old Marquis Feng and the others had concluded that he was a complete protector of his own. Now that his precious grandson was almost strangled, no matter how capable Qian Yi was, he couldn’t escape this calamity.
No matter how capable Long Yue’s sister was, she couldn’t challenge Old Marquis Feng for an unworthy pawn.
This time, Qian Yi was doomed!
With a good mood for revenge, Li Qingmu glanced outside the window. The dark clouds had already dispersed, and the sky lit up with dawn; it was a new day.
They had been tossing and turning all night, hardly getting any sleep, so they went back early for some shut-eye. When they woke up, it was already afternoon, and the two began packing their bags.
"Are you getting ready to go back?"
Yun Jin was quite satisfied with Long Yue; the girl was clever, smart, and could cook. More importantly, the food she made was delicious. Now that Long Yue was leaving, she felt a bit reluctant.
"Yes, since it’s going to be the New Year, we have to go back. Actually, I’m reluctant to part with Master and Mistress too!"
"You sweet-talker!"
Yun Jin gently tapped Long Yue’s forehead, smiling as she spoke. She looked at the bags Long Yue packed and couldn’t help but sigh. "With you gone, our meals will suffer. How does a lady like you make such good food?"
"My mother taught me! My mother was amazing, she could do everything! If she were still with me, perhaps life would be different..."
As Long Yue spoke of her mother, her eyes suddenly dimmed.
Her grandfather didn’t like her father, so her mother left with him. The two of them left without a penny, and they did all the household chores. Naturally, her mother also learned to cook.
According to reason, couples who endure hardships together should have deep feelings, but who knew that Pang Wenzheng was a beast! Once he gained fortune and fame, he started being unfaithful, even bringing that vile Liu Bingxin home. Her mother quarreled with him many times over this, but it was met with his indifference.
Her mother was born into a military family and had a fiery temper. She would argue with people over disagreements, while Liu Bingxin was soft and often played the pitiable part with tears in her eyes, making people sympathize with her. Unfortunately, men fell for that act, leaving her mother struggling in the Minister Mansion.
She could have left haughtily and returned to her grandfather, but she valued her face too much and refused to bow her head, thus creating a stalemate until a heavy snowfall four years ago. She contracted an illness, remained bedridden for a long time without recovery, and after being angered to the point of vomiting blood by Liu Bingxin multiple times, she ultimately passed away...
Back then, Liu Bingxin and her daughter were very nice to her; Pang Shuangyue would constantly address her as "sister" and consider her in all matters. She naively believed her mother to be narrow-minded, unable to accommodate others...
Thinking about it now, how could she have been so stupid back then? It was no wonder she ended up impoverished in her past life!
Noticing something off about Long Yue’s emotions, Yun Jin, recalling her background, quickly said, "Sorry, for bringing up unpleasant memories..."
Long Yue restrained her emotions, forcing a smile. "Mistress, none of this is your fault. It’s my previous stupidity that allowed the wrongdoers to take advantage. These hardships were mine to endure... Now, I see their true colors and will never again do anything that would grieve my loved ones or please my enemies!"
"As long as you understand."
"Mistress, thank you and Master for your care during these days. Your kindness will remain in my heart. If there’s a chance in the future, I will come back to visit you both!"
"Really? That would be great, and make sure to cook us some delicious dishes then!"
"Of course!"
"Yue’er, is everything packed?"
Li Qingmu, seeing that the two had almost finished talking, came to ask, for they had to leave the next day and everything needed to be sorted.
He had nothing to pack, but Long Yue did. She had learned a lot from Duanmu Nan and his wife, all written down on paper, which she couldn’t leave behind.
Holding a thick stack of notes, Long Yue flipped through them, "Almost done, all prepared!"
"Alright, then rest early. We need to leave early in the morning."
"Okay!"
That night, Long Yue cooked a table full of delicious dishes for Duanmu Nan and Yun Jin as a farewell feast. Duanmu Nan never felt it before, but when Long Yue announced her departure, he felt a bit lost.
It was as if... he had truly lost a disciple.
"This is a notebook I’ve kept over the years of my medical practice, with many entries. Keep it; it might be useful in the future."
Duanmu Nan handed a small booklet to Long Yue.
Looking at the booklet, Long Yue suddenly smiled joyfully, her smile sweet and sincere. "Master? Are you finally acknowledging me? Are you recognizing me as your disciple?"
"Yes!" Duanmu Nan, who rarely showed any expressions, smiled for once. "You’ve been calling me Master for so long; how could I not acknowledge you?"
"Ah, that’s great, Master, Master, Master!"
Long Yue called out "Master" three times before stopping, then turned to grasp Li Qingmu’s hand, cheering jubilantly, "Husband, Master has finally acknowledged me, haha..."
Seeing his little wife so happy was rare, and Li Qingmu, in his joy, drank a bit of wine, only to be harshly scolded by Duanmu Nan.
In laughter and reprimand, the wine was finished, and the people dispersed.
The next morning, at the city gate.
Long Yue looked at the Young Prince beside her, feeling a mix of emotions, not expecting the little guy to come see them off in person.
Though he claimed he was just out for a stroll, it was indeed to send them off, and Long Yue remembered this kindness.
"Are you really planning to leave just like that?"
Qi Jingyu said with his hands behind his back, head held high, which looked slightly comical with his youthful frame.
"Yes, does the Princely Heir have any other orders?"
Li Qingmu’s dark eyes shifted slightly, chuckling.
"After Qian Yi was taken back by Young Master Feng, he was thrown into the Ling’an Prefecture’s dungeon. The Old Marquis gave orders that he be subjected to 108 tortures, then executed by dismemberment, including castration."
As he spoke, he glanced at Li Qingmu, "So, how does that feel? Aren’t you delighted?"
"Mhm, feels good, physically and mentally at ease!"
"Do you want to go to the government office’s dungeon to see him? I can have them open the dungeon door for you."
"No need!"
Li Qingmu shook his head. His reply made a glint flash in Qi Jingyu’s eyes, but it quickly faded.
"Why?"
Curious, he asked with interest.
"Exulting over it is the behavior of a petty person. While I don’t claim to be a gentleman, I don’t wish to be petty either. Since he’s convinced I’m dead, let him think I’m dead. Moreover..." Li Qingmu paused, then chuckled softly, "Petty villains usually get their comeuppance, but I aim to enjoy my satisfaction for a long, long time, so perhaps it’s best not to go!"
