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Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 403: Rubbing Salt into the Wound!
Chen Zhong stepped forward and whispered with a smile, "The Emperor truly has the heart of a doting father, afraid the young prince might feel wronged. But in my opinion, he’s actually quite fortunate!"
Qi Yun nodded, sighing, "Indeed, for a woman, lack of talent is a virtue. But if she really is without talent... then it’s poor Xiao Shiqi who will suffer!"
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Long Yue was unaware that Qi Yun was worried behind the scenes about whether Li Qingmu would be bullied by her. At this time, she had already left the Imperial Palace.
"Sister Yang, thank you for helping me!"
Long Yue smiled and said, while Yang Zhuoya smiled faintly, "Looking at you, I suppose you’ve met the Emperor and gained quite a bit."
"Yes!"
"Then..." Yang Zhuoya hesitated for a moment, looking a bit embarrassed, "Do you still bear any resentment?"
Long Yue’s smile faded, her expression turning cold. "To say there is none would be impossible, but the Emperor has promised benefits, and that is enough. After all, how many Emperors admit to their mistakes?"
Indeed!
An Emperor can do no wrong!
The Emperor will not admit mistakes; if he did, he would not be an Emperor!
Often, even during consecutive natural disasters, the Emperor may not willingly issue an edict confessing personal fault, let alone in such matters.
But these are merely things said on the surface. Only Long Yue truly understands what the situation is.
After bidding farewell to Yang Zhuoya, Long Yue went to find Duanmu Nan.
Long Yue was unaware that Duanmu Nan possessed martial arts skills. Previously, when she had free access to the General Mansion, he had already left by then.
Baicao Lane, Yangxin Residence.
Upon entering, the tranquil and serene setup calmed her mind, making it peaceful and harmonious. She slowly moved to the counter, finding no one there.
"Master, Mistress, I’m here!"
"Yue’er, how did you come out?"
Upon hearing Long Yue’s call, Yun Jin immediately ran out from inside, smilingly leading her in. Inside, Duanmu Nan was attending to a patient.
Long Yue knew it wasn’t a good time to interrupt, so she sat down on one side, resting her chin in her hands, watching.
After a while, the patient left, and Duanmu Nan washed his hands, turned to her, and said, "Yue’er, coming out recklessly like this, aren’t you afraid of being caught and taken back?"
This was merely a friendly jest, and Long Yue grinned, "Master, I just missed you so much! So I took the risk to come and see you!"
These words warmed Duanmu Nan’s heart, and he smiled, "Tell me, what brings you to the Master?"
Uh, caught red-handed, Long Yue felt awkward and quickly took out the little porcelain bottle from her arms to give to him, "Master, could you check what’s been added to the medicine in this bottle?"
Duanmu Nan only needed a glance to know that the porcelain bottle was court-made and also knew for whom the medicine inside was intended.
He struggled internally; Qi Yun was his enemy, and he should not meddle in his affairs. But looking at Yue’er’s innocent and bright smile, his heart softened, and he had to take it to examine.
"Colorless and tasteless, this belongs to the category of secret poisons, killing invisibly. However, the poison in here is not highly toxic, but it can make a person irritable and emotionally unstable. If the toxin accumulates too much, it could lead to sudden death!"
Immediately, Long Yue’s face changed!
What a vicious method!
Though she didn’t know who poisoned it, it certainly had something to do with Xue Mingzhu and the others!
Duanmu Nan, seeing Long Yue’s slight frown, asked, "Do you want the antidote?"
The Master had the antidote, but Long Yue shook her head, "No need!"
She believed Qi Yun could handle this matter; otherwise, he could not have become the Emperor!
During the fight for the throne, he surely faced various false accusations, poisoning, and assassinations. And having been on the battlefield, how many people must have had their sights on him? If he had died on the battlefield then, who could be blamed?
This is also why her grandfather had such a good relationship with him.
Her grandfather protected him countless times back then.
Thinking of these things, Long Yue took her leave and left. When she returned to the General Mansion from that courtyard, someone was just knocking on her window outside.
"Madam, Madam, what’s wrong? Please come out!"
It was a maid’s voice.
Since Huanhuan was manipulated and framed Li Qingmu and was later killed by a poisonous insect, Long Yue had to find several new maids.
However, given the current situation of the General Mansion, when they went to the servant agencies, knowing it was the General Mansion, the maids all fled in fright. Eventually, with no options left, Yang Zhuoya sent two maids from her Su Mansion over.
This maid was named Ning Xiang, very cute and obedient. Before, Long Yue had said she wanted to rest for a while, and asked her to call when it was time for dinner, but it wasn’t time yet, so why had she come?
Moreover, her voice sounded urgent.
"I’m here. I was just sleeping. What’s wrong?"
While changing her clothes, Long Yue went to open the door.
"Madam, someone from the Prime Minister Pei Mansion is here to see you!"
"Prime Minister Pei Mansion?"
Long Yue squinted her eyes, becoming alert.
Who from the Prime Minister Pei Mansion would come to see her? 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
Pei Yushu?
She had visited a few times before, but later Prime Minister Pei, afraid of being implicated, had her confined and forbade her from coming out.
So, Pei Jinheng?
That was unlikely. Not to mention that both of them were already married; before, Long Yue had cut off all possibilities of reconciliation with him. He shouldn’t come.
Then... it only left her!
Sure enough, when Long Yue reached the main hall, she saw a familiar figure.
Long Yue squinted her eyes; this back was too familiar, her "good sister," Pang Shuangyue!
"Oh, sister is here? I heard you were previously under house arrest by Prime Minister Pei, and now you’re released?"
As soon as Long Yue entered, she brought up the topic of Prime Minister Pei’s house arrest before Pang Shuangyue could speak, to put her in her place!
Because she knew this good sister was here to humiliate her; if she didn’t deflate her morale now, she would face awkwardness herself later!
Sure enough, Pang Shuangyue’s body stiffened for a moment, then she slowly turned around, a faint smile on her face.
"Sister is joking. It’s only natural for a father-in-law to discipline his daughter-in-law. It was just a few days to calm my mind, nothing really!
It’s sister who... sigh, look at the General Mansion now, how troublesome it is to come and go, I’m genuinely worried for sister!
Is sister not bored, not uncomfortable being cooped up here every day? Look, hardly anyone comes to visit sister, won’t sister get sick from being stifled?
Sister, if you feel unhappy, talk to me, sister. I can share your worries!"
Pang Shuangyue spoke with a smile in her eyes. It was clear that knowing about Long Yue’s "tragedy" had made her so happy she couldn’t sleep day or night.
Seeing her foe suffer—it was truly a joyous feeling!
Long Yue looked at her coolly, smiling, "Sister is overthinking. Although confined in the General Mansion, I’m not ill-treated, much less have to see those annoying people disliked by all. Staying at home, doing some embroidery, life is not bad!"
Instantly, Pang Shuangyue’s face turned livid!
To dare call her disliked by people and dogs?
Pang Longyue, you wretched girl! Such sarcasm and insults!
Pang Shuangyue gritted her teeth, "Is that so? Does sister say life is good? Then in the Netherworld, Imperial Censor Li might not rest in peace!
Sigh, just think, how good a person was Imperial Censor Li? How much he loved sister? Yet he died so unrestfully!
What a pity, such a pity, when I was under house arrest, I couldn’t even attend brother-in-law’s farewell. At the very least, shouldn’t we have found some monks to chant for him?"
Finishing, she looked at Long Yue, smiling slightly, "With the passing of Imperial Censor Li, is sister heartbroken?"
How malicious Pang Shuangyue was, unrelentingly salting Long Yue’s wounds!







