Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 372: Growing Suspicion and Rewards

"You hit too hard; don’t kill him, or the master will be angry!"

The person holding the stick looked at Wang Xiaoliu, who was spitting blood on the ground, slightly frowned, appearing somewhat displeased.

"Pfft!" A delicate laugh came from the side, the sound so enchanting it made one’s bones tingle, "He’s just a useless fool. The master won’t punish me for this! Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing; he won’t die!"

The woman said coquettishly. If Wang Xiaoliu were awake, he would have recognized this woman as his lover, Zhen’er!

However, at this moment, there wasn’t a trace of tenderness in Zhen’er’s eyes as she looked at him, only cold indifference!

"Hmph, these people are worthless if not for being someone’s servants; killing them at will is like they died for nothing!"

The shadow said coldly, turning to the woman: "Feed him the medicine!"

"Yes, my lord!"

The woman answered sweetly, taking a red pill from her bosom and stuffing it into his mouth.

The man watched as Wang Xiaoliu swallowed the pill, finally satisfied.

"Release him, and as for you and him... well, handle it yourself!"

The man said nothing more and vanished into thin air like a ghost.

The woman pursed her lips, sneering lightly: "Truly unsentimental!"

As she finished, she looked at the man beneath her, kicked him, and shook her head repeatedly: "What a waste, knocked out from just a light tap? Never mind, I’ll just leave him here. I’m not bothered to look at him any longer!"

With a humph, the woman turned and left.

The moment Wang Xiaoliu received that blow, his first thought was: Oh no, my Zhen’er!

Then he completely lost consciousness.

When he felt his mind regain awareness and awoke, it was already night, pitch black outside, not a single finger visible.

"Zhen’er?"

Upon waking, he was still thinking of Zhen’er, yet the room was empty except for himself.

"Why... why am I here?"

But that thought of Zhen’er was fleeting; gradually, he found his mind growing muddier, as many memories were slowly fading away.

What’s... what’s happening to me?

Fear gripped Wang Xiaoliu’s heart, but he had no time to manifest this panic before a voice emerged in his mind.

This voice was seductive, enchanting.

"Wang Xiaoliu, I am your master, the only master you shall ever serve in this lifetime!"

Panic flashed through Wang Xiaoliu’s heart, and he tried to struggle, but the struggle was only momentary. Quickly, a sharp pain surged from his mind, extending to his chest. He yelped, collapsing onto the ground, gasping heavily.

"Master... my master... what... what are your instructions?"

...

Long Yue tucked in Li Qingmu’s quilt and glanced at the sky outside.

She turned to ask a servant who was serving tea and water behind her: "Has Wang Xiaoliu not returned yet?"

"Madam, no, I was looking for him too. I’ve been waiting all day."

"Do you know where he might have gone?"

"That I don’t know... ah, but I remembered, he told me before that he met a woman he genuinely liked and said he wanted to spend his life with her."

"A woman?"

Long Yue’s eyebrows furrowed even deeper.

It wasn’t that she didn’t approve of Wang Xiaoliu having someone he liked, but at such a sensitive time, she needed to be cautious. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"Well, it’s late. I need to rest. If you see Wang Xiaoliu tomorrow, have him come to me."

"All right, madam, you go rest!"

This young servant wasn’t originally from the craftsmen but was recruited separately and appeared quite clever.

Long Yue liked clever people, but sometimes being clever could mean being unpredictable and unreliable, so she waved to end the servant’s further aspirations.

She gently rubbed her forehead, thinking she should find some loyal and honest people.

Putting aside these bothersome thoughts, Long Yue went in to accompany Li Qingmu to sleep.

Early the next morning, Wang Xiaoliu returned.

He had actually returned at midnight, but it was so late, and he had fallen asleep again, so the servants didn’t dare to disturb him.

Long Yue looked at Wang Xiaoliu, who was kneeling before her, and spoke indifferently: "Where did you go yesterday?"

Wang Xiaoliu’s body froze, then suddenly burst into wailing: "Madam, I have wronged you!"

Long Yue frowned: "Speak properly!"

"Madam, I fell in love with a widow and wanted to improve our relationship before telling you and asking you to make a decision for me. Yesterday, I just came back from outside and felt that I had neglected her recently, so I wanted to see her, but who would have thought..."

Wang Xiaoliu said he had someone he liked, and as his master, Long Yue was happy for him, yet seeing him so grief-stricken, she couldn’t help but feel startled!

There must have been some change, as expected, he continued.

"I discovered that woman was a liar; she deceived my heart and soul, wooo..."

"Pfft, were you also cheated out of money?"

The little servant who tried to cozy up to Long Yue last night whispered, causing Wang Xiaoliu to cry even more bitterly.

"Yes, my marriage savings... it’s all gone..."

Uh, well, that’s a sad story.

Long Yue waved her hand, signaling he could leave.

Watching Wang Xiaoliu leave tearfully, Long Yue frowned slightly.

He went out yesterday morning and didn’t return until afternoon and night; what on earth had he encountered?

Was it just emotional turmoil?

A vague feeling that something was amiss began to form, yet she couldn’t quite catch hold of it, causing great discomfort.

"Wang Xiaoliu disappeared for an entire day yesterday!"

Long Yue entered the room, where Li Qingmu was reading a book.

His hair was unbound, casually cascading down, his neckline slightly open, revealing a sensual and charming collarbone.

His skin was very fair, akin to mutton fat jade, very pleasing to the eyes.

She remembered back in the village, his complexion was a bit darker; through the years of nurturing, he had become fairer!

With his complexion lightening, he looked more handsome, like fine jade.

"What happened?"

Li Qingmu slightly frowned, looking at her.

His wife seemed out of sorts?

"Yesterday, Wang Xiaoliu was missing for an entire day. You’ve been resting due to your health, so you didn’t know."

Li Qingmu was slightly surprised: "Did you ask him where he went?"

"I did, to an unfamiliar woman’s house. Of course, he doesn’t see her as a stranger, rather very intimate, but he claims he was fooled by her for money and love."

"When did that woman come into contact with him?"

"That... I didn’t ask."

"Go ask!"

Long Yue glanced at Li Qingmu, unsure of what he was thinking exactly but obliged.

"A Mu, A Mu!"

At that moment, a figure rushed in; upon closer inspection, it was Su Shi!

It seemed that he was off-duty today, hence his early arrival.

"What is it?"

Li Qingmu saw Su Shi’s excitement, guessing it must be good news, and couldn’t help but ask.

Su Shi wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiling: "The Emperor said you’ve achieved merit in pacifying bandits at Luanshi Ridge and had previously guarded him well, thus rewarding you with a promotion to Imperial Censor!"