Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 432: Misunderstanding Resolved!

No visit without reason, Empress Qiao knew this man too well; he wouldn’t come here without a reason.

Feeling a bit jealous inside, but remembering that Xue Mingzhu, that vile woman, was already dead, she felt satisfied, and even her tone seemed charming and seductive.

The shadow said, "I want to kill that couple; they have thwarted my plans many times and cannot be allowed to remain!"

When he said this, he almost gritted his teeth!

"Tsk, you said the same thing before, but you failed."

"Yes, because I underestimated them!"

"But she’s your daughter, could you really do it?"

"She’s not my daughter!" The shadow slowly emerged from the darkness, revealing Pang Wenzheng’s cold face, "She’s just a bastard born of Cao Wanjun and another man! Now, all I want is to kill them; only their deaths can make my plan succeed!"

"It’s not hard to kill them."

Hearing that Long Yue was not his biological daughter, Empress Qiao was not very surprised and said while pacing, "To kill someone, it’s nothing more than poisoning, assassination, or framing through political means. As for the last one... He is distant from the officials, it’s difficult to capture evidence against him!"

"Exactly, the ministers close to him are just Su Shi and a few others, unable to involve in a major case!"

This Emperor is wise, a person loyal and willing to be his hound, yet doesn’t associate too much with other ministers. Such a person cannot be easily framed by political means.

Therefore, only poisoning and assassination remain!

"Assassination won’t work either; he’s now a second-rank official in the court, an Imperial Envoy. If he’s assassinated, the Emperor will surely be furious and might seize the opportunity for a major purge, which would be disadvantageous for us."

As Pang Wenzheng spoke, his eyes turned cold.

Previously, many of his men planted amidst the remains of Chen Country were cleared up, if another big case broke out, many innocent people would likely be implicated again.

That Emperor prefers to err in killing rather than letting go.

"So, it leaves poisoning!" Pang Wenzheng looked at Empress Qiao, "Do you have a way to kill someone invisibly?"

Empress Qiao looked at him with a charming smile, took out from her waist a finely patterned, exquisitely styled golden ball, and gently shook it in front of him.

"This item was crafted by the artisans of the Lu Family, exquisitely made, and has hidden mechanisms inside. It is valuable and only popular in noble circles, so, will it help you?"

Pang Wenzheng’s sinister gaze gradually softened as he looked at the golden ball in Empress Qiao’s hand, revealing a smile: "The Empress is indeed a master in this field, I am impressed, impressed!"

Saying this, he reached to take it, but Empress Qiao quickly withdrew it, laughing lightly: "What are you doing? This was gifted by the Emperor, no one can take it away!"

Pang Wenzheng squinted at her, suddenly sneered: "Rest assured, I will take you down openly!"

After finishing, he turned and left.

No one saw how he disappeared; it was like a shadow, unseen once the light moved.

Empress Qiao looked at the golden ball in her hand, from which smoke was drifting, and couldn’t help but laugh.

She had long known Pei Jinheng and those remnants of Chen Country couldn’t stir up a storm, and Pang Wenzheng’s Da Rong, wanting to overthrow Dazhou? Probably very difficult!

But what does that have to do with her? Pang Wenzheng wanted her idea, she gave it, it wouldn’t hurt her.

Besides, it was just showing him a golden ball, nothing more.

...

The current weather is gradually warming; the spring breeze brings warmth, making people feel very comfortable, but around the Qingming Festival, the weather is gloomy and makes people feel somewhat depressed.

Long Yue, a pregnant woman, felt depressed during the Qingming Festival recently. Today, as the weather improved with bright sunshine, she came out for a walk.

The General Mansion was big, with pavilions, terraces, rockeries, and lakes. In front, there was an open space where the private soldiers of the Cao Family were training, amidst the glint of swords and shadows, Long Yue touched her gradually bulging belly and sat on a green stone watching.

Watching was one thing, but she was thinking about her own matters.

Just six more months, and she would give birth.

Six months, oh!

Long Yue felt the next six months would be hard to endure.

She’s a person who cannot stay idle, likes moving around, and having to stay at home for six months would be more tormenting than killing her.

Luckily, her master said that after the first three months, once showing, it would be more stable and she could go out more.

"Madam, oh dear, Madam you’re here? It’s so hard for me to find you!"

Ning Xiang rushed in, ran around before finally finding Long Yue.

Long Yue’s thoughts were interrupted, and she turned her head: "What’s the matter?"

"Madam, Mrs. Su and Madam Xiang are here!"

Long Yue was surprised, Yang Zhuoya coming was nothing; but Qiao’er also came?

Since that incident, she felt guilty towards Long Yue and dared not visit her, Long Yue also didn’t go looking for her; everyone needed a quiet time.

Now, she came, presumably she had opened up her heart.

Long Yue met the two of them in the main hall. Yang Zhuoya was quite familiar and came up to joke with Long Yue, while Qiao’er seemed awkward, sitting quietly on the side.

"Qiao’er."

Chai Qiao’er hurriedly stood up, her expression awkward, "Yue’er, I’m sorry."

Is she here to apologize?

Long Yue smiled: "It’s fine, back then Brother Chai was controlled, my husband and I won’t blame him. Besides, after that incident, you just cut off contact with us but didn’t hit us when we were down, isn’t that enough to prove everything?"

She had already avenged her parents, yet Chai Qiao’er merely severed ties but didn’t take any extreme action, proving she still considered Long Yue a friend.

After all, a grudge for killing parents, how many wouldn’t see red with such revenge in this world?

Qiao’er was quite magnanimous.

Of course, if Qiao’er took any drastic action, Long Yue wouldn’t have done anything to her, but wouldn’t be too close either.

Chai Qiao’er felt ashamed by Long Yue’s remarks, "Yue’er, I shouldn’t have doubted you, we came from the same village, I should have trusted your character and A Mu’s, apologies..."

"Alright, we’re all friends, why cry? By the way, you both came here today just to apologize and chat?"

Long Yue smiled and brushed it aside, playfully.

Yang Zhuoya said, "I ran into Qiao’er on the way, so I brought her along. Yue’er, there’s a temple fair at Da Xiangguo Temple tomorrow, are you going?"

"Temple fair?"

Long Yue was truly so idle at home she was almost wasting away, she didn’t know what events were outside, and upon hearing "temple fair" immediately became happy: "Going, of course, I’ll go, staying at home I’m almost moldy!"

"Pfft, listen to you, is it really that serious? By the way, how is your health now? Is there any discomfort?"

"No, just particularly able to eat lately."

"Eating well is normal; both the child and you need to grow, eat more. By the way, I brought some food from home, all local specialties."

With Long Yue’s comforting words, Qiao’er finally relaxed and gradually opened her heart, and the three women began chatting and laughing together.

The next day, Long Yue meticulously groomed herself and got on her family’s carriage.