Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 445: A Few Words

"Master?"

Long Yue saw Duanmu Nan not speaking and asked anxiously.

Duanmu Nan’s eyes flickered slightly, he shook his head and sighed softly: "This child is quite pitiful, he was poisoned mute, disguised as a monkey to entertain the public for money."

"That’s too much!"

Long Yue’s eyes turned cold, she gritted her teeth, her little fists clenched tightly. It wasn’t that she was overly indignant, but becoming a mother changed her perspective on such matters.

This child is really so pitiful, truly pitiful,

"Master, how is he doing now?"

"He has multiple suppurating wounds, and since he was in contact with monkey skins before, some dirt infiltrated his body. His condition is severe, but I’ve done my best. The rest is up to his own will."

"Thank you, Master!"

Duanmu Nan nodded gently, gave Long Yue another look, then left a prescription and a secret recipe of golden sore medicine, and departed.

"Hey, I see this little guy has remarkable potential, I’ll teach him martial arts!"

Cao Yin’s voice came through as he swaggered out from inside, taking the opportunity to sneak a peek while everyone was gathered around Duanmu Nan.

"Grandfather, don’t talk nonsense. How young is that child, you want him to wield weapons already!"

Long Yue pursed her lips and complained.

"Hey, little girl, martial arts are best learned from a young age. I see he’s a good hand for the battlefield. No way, this boy is mine, I’ll have him recognize me as his adopted father!"

Long Yue, "..."

Well, her grandfather has always been eager to mentor talent and now wants to adopt another son!

Grandfather rarely adopts sons; he’s had only one so far, and that person died in battle at the Xinan Battlefield five years ago, which left him grieved for a long time.

Now, recognizing talent once again, he wants to adopt another son.

Long Yue pondered and thought it was feasible; if Grandfather taught him and she worked hard herself, the boy might become a renowned general someday!

The only pity is that he can’t speak.

"Not speaking is good; such children are obedient!" Cao Yin casually dismissed Long Yue’s concern.

This...

Seeing Mr. Cao’s rascal-like demeanor, Li Qingmu could hardly hold back his laughter.

"Alright, Yue’er, seldom does Grandfather want to adopt a son, let him be!"

Long Yue rolled her eyes at Li Qingmu with exasperation, "When did I disagree with him anyway? Tell me, do you have some ulterior motive?"

Uh?

Li Qingmu was mildly embarrassed, not daring to admit to his wife that he simply doesn’t like her hovering around other males, regardless of age.

Yes, in Li Qingmu’s eyes, from ninety-year-old men to three-year-old boys, any male should stay away from his little wife.

Just that domineering!

The little boy awoke in the middle of the night, crying out in pain. Duanmu Nan had mentioned this before leaving, saying that due to severe injuries, he would experience more pain upon waking.

So he left him the medicine as a precaution.

Long Yue was also awakened, and though Li Qingmu wasn’t in the best mood, what else could they do?

Since he was soon to be adopted as Grandfather’s son, they had to care for him.

Applying the medicine left by Duanmu Nan, the boy’s cries gradually subsided.

"Master said his throat was poisoned mute; though the poison’s been cleared, whether he can speak again depends on his recovery."

Long Yue was curious about this little boy’s past. Unfortunately, he can’t speak right now, making communication impossible, leaving them to take it one step at a time.

And so, the boy stayed with Long Yue, receiving daily care and nourishment.

As days passed, his condition improved markedly, and soon he could walk freely.

And just as Cao Yin had promised, he adopted the boy and started teaching him martial arts.

It was only then that Long Yue learned the boy was already thirteen, technically a teenager. But due to prolonged malnutrition, he was shorter than his peers, appearing around ten.

Truly a pitiful child.

"Tell the kitchen to send him more food, let him not go hungry anymore."

Long Yue instructed, and some envied the boy’s fortune in meeting such benefactors.

"Madam, treating him this well, could it be that one day..."

Ning Xiang, who was styling Long Yue’s hair, couldn’t help but ask, recalling what had happened with Huanhuan and Wang Xiaoliu.

Long Yue paused in silence, considering waving it off, but then her gaze shifted, and she replied: "How to say it? Huanhuan didn’t betray me, nor did Xiao Liu; they were controlled! Although Xiao Liu got involved with another woman, leading to all this, isn’t love a human nature?"

Ning Xiang was taken aback, then went silent.

Yes, human nature.

Joy, anger, sorrow, love, these are innate. Xiao Liu merely followed his heart, which wasn’t wrong.

What was wrong was that the person he found was sent by Xue Mingzhu to control him.

Long Yue continued: "After that incident, I was devastated, fearful, frantic. Yet they were still being manipulated somewhere. Do you know how badly I wanted to find them and ask why they framed our family?"

Long Yue sneered, shaking her head gently: "But then I let it go because I realized it wasn’t their intention. Perhaps they were threatened or controlled. As master and servant, I didn’t want to pursue it. My priority was finding a way to save my husband!"

She rose slowly, looking at Ning Xiang: "Just because of betrayal doesn’t mean we should stop trusting others around us, right Ning Xiang?"

Ning Xiang’s body trembled, looking at Long Yue in confusion: "Madam, I... I would never betray you..."

"Silly girl, what are you thinking? When did I ever doubt you? Though brought here by Zhuoya, you were previously just a cleaning maid—an unclaimed servant. Now, you’re one of us in the Li family!"

With these words, Ning Xiang’s tears flowed, marking her as a full Li Family member!

No doubt, she was a clever girl, and her inquiries were also a test.

Long Yue hadn’t intended to speak, but Ning Xiang asked at the perfect moment, so she answered.

"So, as long as you are loyal to me, you’re one of mine. I’ll protect you all! Enough talk, now let’s finish my hair, it’s nearly time to visit Yun Niang!"

With summer approaching, Long Yue had to prepare new fabrics and dresses, also to select fine materials for the baby clothing of her soon-to-be-born child.

At present, Long Yue had wealth, which allowed her to purchase ready-made garments. Yet, as a mother yearning to give the best, she preferred crafting each stitch herself.

As Long Yue focused on her makeup, a small head gradually emerged from a side door nearby.

It was the boy!

Having just practiced a set of blade techniques with Cao Yin, he sought shade to rest. By chance, he overheard the mistress-servant dialogue.

His gaze shifted subtly, emotions flickering in his eyes, as he lowered his head slowly.