Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 529: Come Back to Daliang with Me!

Later, when both sides meet, Ning Xiang asks the guard for details and learns something very troubling.

Mr. Li has disappeared and may have already met with misfortune!

This is the general description; what exactly happened before, the guard cannot say, only that Mr. Cui might know.

Ning Xiang immediately goes to find Cui Yongquan.

When Cui Yongquan sees Long Yue in a coma, he is initially startled, then understands, and sighs deeply. He glances at Duanmu Nan and says, "Mr. Duanmu’s medical skills are unparalleled; it’s better to treat Mrs. Li first. This matter... alas, it is hard to explain."

Seeing his difficulty in speaking, Duanmu Nan understands that the situation is worse than imagined, so he first takes Long Yue inside to detoxify.

Ning Xiang asks, "Mr. Cui, quickly tell me, what on earth happened?"

Cui Yongquan lets Duanmu Nan go to save people first because explaining the matter will take time, and if they miss the best hour and Mrs. Li dies, he would be guilty.

Now, with Duanmu Nan taking Long Yue to the guest room for treatment, Cui Yongquan explains everything fully. After finishing, he sighs, "Miss Ning Xiang, when your lady wakes, you must persuade her well, so she doesn’t do anything foolish."

Ning Xiang’s eyes redden, "I understand, but the lady is a passionate person, and she might not accept this cruel fact."

"Persuade her, persuade her a lot..."

...

In a secluded small valley around Kaiyang County.

A winding river flows through the valley, flanked by verdant mountains, willow trees gently swaying, and blossoms blooming.

Sunlight spills down, casting a long shadow, that of a drawbridge, where two people hurriedly walk.

These are two maids, walking towards each other, one of them greets, "How is the young master?"

"Still being treated, but no longer in mortal danger!"

"Good, I’ll go report to the master!"

The two women pass each other and disappear from the bridge.

By the riverside, there are bamboo houses, with fresh green bamboo exuding a faint fragrance, pleasant to smell.

A woman of noble and elegant bearing stands by the riverbank opposite, her long robe trailing on the ground, dancing in the breeze.

Behind her slowly comes a maid, who approaches to greet her.

"How is he?"

"The young master is out of danger!"

"Good, take me to see him!"

"Yes!"

The woman leads, with the maid courteously following behind, crossing the wooden bridge to the bamboo house opposite. With a creak, the door opens, and an elderly man with crane-white hair and a youthful face steps out.

"Princess, your son is no longer in danger, but the poison was too fierce and aggressive. There is still some residual poison in him, so he cannot wake immediately."

"How long will it take?"

"At most, two hours."

"Okay, you may leave!"

"I take my leave!"

As the old man departs, the woman gazes at the dark house, her eyes slightly shifted.

"Princess?"

The maid beside her softly calls, she only gestures for her to withdraw, and the maid retreats instantly.

The woman slowly steps into the bamboo house, where the light gradually brightens, revealing a young man of refined features lying quietly on a bamboo bed.

He has multiple abrasions on his body, his left hand and right foot bandaged in gauze, especially around the abdomen, thickly layered, yet even so, scarlet blood still oozes.

The room is filled with a faint smell of blood and strong medicine, the woman slightly furrows her brows and slowly approaches the man.

She reaches out, gently caressing his cheek, and sighs, "My son, oh my son, why didn’t you return with Nian Ci?

Return to Daliang, be a wealthy prince there, or even, your mother could have helped you become Emperor of Daliang, how could you be tormented by these vulgar people? Alas, you are too stubborn!"

She slowly rises and paces, as if the man on the bed could hear her words.

"For that woman, you willingly stayed in Dazhou to be a mediocre official, how laughable is that?

You are erudite, intelligent, and your mother saw your decisive efforts against Xiliang, knowing you are a resolute and ruthless person?

Sadly, you let that woman wear away all your edges, lost in her gentle seduction, unable to free yourself!"

Suddenly she turns, looking at the young man, and says coldly, "I don’t want to see Qi Yun, because I know, long-lasting love makes one weak, cowardly, living a mundane life in obscurity, achieving nothing!

I don’t want to see you become such a useless coward!"

The room is silent. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

The woman slowly steps forward, looking down at the young man on the bed, "You don’t need to pretend, I know you’re already awake!"

The young man on the bed slightly moves his fingers and slowly opens his eyes.

Those deep and distant eyes, like the starry sky, meet a gaze filled with anger, concern, worry, a mixture of emotions.

Li Qingmu’s eyes slightly shift, turning his face away.

Rong Si laughs coldly, knowing her earlier words were like a breeze brushing across his heart, causing no ripples.

"My son, dearest Mu’er, do you really not want to return to your mother’s side even a little? In this world, a child without a mother’s love is the most pitiful. You’ve been bitter for twenty-one years, do you still want to continue suffering?"

Rong Si, the Daliang Princess, stands before Li Qingmu now, gently bending and sitting by his bedside, grasping his wrist and pulling it into the palm of her other hand.

"Mu’er," her voice extremely gentle, her eyes full of doting affection, "Come back to Daliang with me! Over there is your realm, your battlefield to fulfill ambitions; here in Dazhou, your brilliance is tarnished!"

Li Qingmu’s gaze remains somewhat vacant, he pensively says, "Those children sent to kill me, who are they?"

Naturally, he does not mean the mastermind, but the origin of those people.

Pang Wenzheng couldn’t have cultivated such strange things, surely there’s a connection with some bizarre organization.

Rong Si: "They are secret assassins from Tianxing Pavilion, Ghost Children. They were raised in small jars from a young age, their bodies restricted from growing, yet their minds developed like normal people.

Due to harsh growth conditions, only one in ten survives, and those who do become extremely sensitive to their surroundings. Combined with their small, agile bodies, they excel at assassination!"

"Why did you know they were going to assassinate me?"

Li Qingmu’s address is ambiguous, though Rong Si called herself mother, he still hasn’t used "mother" or "mom."

Rong Si’s gaze slightly narrows, speaking softly, "Our Daliang State Preceptor has acquaintances in Tianxing Pavilion, who inadvertently obtained this information, allowing me to arrive in time to save you."

State Preceptor?

Heh!

Li Qingmu chuckles lightly, "Jianghu forces, aren’t they supposed to avoid court disputes? Isn’t Tianxing Pavilion afraid of breaking Jianghu’s rules?"

Tianxing Pavilion sounds like a Jianghu organization, hence Li Qingmu asks this.

Rong Si also laughs: "My son, you truly don’t understand! Human desires are endless, those Jianghu people don’t step in, not because of these rules, but because your offer isn’t tempting enough to move them!"

This indeed rings true, Li Qingmu sinks into silence.