Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 437: You Beast!

Early the next morning, a carriage stopped in front of the General Mansion.

The driver knocked on the door of the General Mansion, and a gatekeeper came out.

The driver bowed to the gatekeeper with a smile and said, "My master heard that Mrs. Li is having a difficult pregnancy, so he specially asked me to deliver some nourishing goodies, just a little something to express his concern."

The gatekeeper, who was the steward that had previously calmly dismissed those who visited the General Mansion under the pretense of illness to get close to Li Qingmu, still had a cold expression on his face and asked, "Master? Who is your master?"

He originally wanted to turn him away, but seeing the driver dressed in fine clothes, he suspected he wasn’t an ordinary person, so he kept a keen eye.

The driver said, "My master is the Seventh Prince!"

Oh!

The gatekeeper’s face twitched slightly, a prince...

It’s hard to offend a prince!

He instinctively wanted to salute but remembered he was a gatekeeper for the Imperial Envoy; how could he bow to a prince?

The Imperial Censorate is a tool the Emperor uses to monitor officials. If the Imperial Censor was visibly associated with any prince, it could arouse the Emperor’s suspicion.

A Junior imperial censor might be excused, but an Imperial Envoy...that’s not acceptable, right?

The gatekeeper, conflicted, put on a serious face and said indifferently, "These gifts, the General Mansion dare not easily accept; they must report to the Family Head and Madam first!"

The driver, knowing about the Li family, smiled slightly, "Alright, please go ahead!"

Hmm, is this attitude a bit respectful?

The gatekeeper felt a bit buoyant and walked inside lightly.

A while later, he came out again with a slight smile on his face, "Sorry, my Madam said, the thought is appreciated, but we absolutely dare not accept these items!"

"Since it’s inconvenient for Madam, I’ll take my leave first!"

The driver left promptly without much speech, and his face showed no dissatisfaction as he drove the carriage away.

Inside the house, Long Yue was sticking a flower ornament to her forehead in front of the bronze mirror. She only applied a small light pink plum blossom to her glabella.

It looked simple and fresh, and Long Yue was quite satisfied when she looked in the mirror.

"Girl, you brat, I’m back!"

Cao Yin’s hearty laugh came from the front hall. Lately, he had been outside handling rebellious troops, clearing hidden threats for Qi Yun, and now he finally accomplished his mission!

He missed his granddaughter and young son, so he hurried back anxiously.

Long Yue hurried out to greet him, her face beaming as she called out to him, "Grandfather!"

"Hehe, girl, it was tough for you and your little husband recently!"

Cao Yin already knew about the hardships Long Yue and Li Qingmu had endured before, which made his heart ache at the thought. How young are these two to have encountered such difficulties? It’s quite distressing.

Long Yue grinned and guided Cao Yin inside, "Grandfather, don’t talk about hardship. It’s all small matters, and they’re past now, it’s nothing."

The trap was one that Li Qingmu willingly walked into, and he had set up the entire plot himself. The Emperor had informed them of his moves early before the game started; neither was foolish enough to miss the hidden intricacies.

The only difficult part was that the performance was exhausting.

"Yes, true, what’s past is past!" Cao Yin, being a military man with an unrefined mind, did not pursue the matter further after hearing Long Yue say so. He patted his belly cheerfully and said, "Girl, I heard you’re pregnant?"

Cao Yin knew about Long Yue’s difficult pregnancy. Now, seeing Long Yue’s already bulging belly, he couldn’t be happier.

Wan Jun, can you see it? Your daughter is going to be a mother now!

Cao Yin sighed, his gaze at Long Yue filled with doting and pity.

Long Yue, her mind solely on the child in her belly, didn’t notice her grandfather’s melancholic gaze. She smiled, nostalgically saying, "Yes, who would have thought? The child would come at this time, it really shocked me then!"

"Hehe, come, let grandfather feel it; I’m about to have a great-grandchild!"

Although Cao Yin was fierce outside, at home, he was a good husband and father. He might be strict with his sons but was gentle with his daughters.

Cao Yin’s hands bore callouses from training and fighting, looking rather rough. As he reached out, they resembled an eagle’s claw, but just as this claw was about to touch Long Yue’s belly, a fit of violent coughing interrupted.

Cao Yin turned his head and saw Li Qingmu coming in with a dark face, feeling awkward, but then thought it through.

Is there something wrong with me touching my great-grandchild?

"You brat, what kind of look is that? What’s wrong with me checking on my great-grandchild?"

Cao Yin huffed angrily, clearly displeased.

Li Qingmu said, "Grandfather, previously you complained to me that the Emperor wasn’t brotherly enough, that you wanted to ask him for a Qingyang Golden Blade from Beirong, but he wouldn’t give it to you, right?"

"Hmm..."

Cao Yin responded sullenly, then warily looked at him. This indeed made him feel quite vexed; after doing things for him during his trip, he had planned to return and ask him for that sword.

If Qi Yun refused again this time, Cao Yin was determined not to let it slide!

"Grandfather, I’ve already asked for that sword for you!"

What?!

Cao Yin was shocked, words stuck in his throat.

"You brat..."

"Someone, take the Great General to the storeroom!"

"Is it true?"

Cao Yin was still skeptical; Li Qingmu nodded seriously, "Authentic and guaranteed!"

"Hey, good, good, you’re a filial boy!"

Cao Yin nodded happily and followed a household servant away, completely oblivious to how Li Qingmu seemed to be taking over, even though he was the real owner of the General Mansion. Why did he feel like a guest?

Of course, at this point, Cao Yin’s mind was solely preoccupied with the Qingyang Golden Blade, and he didn’t notice this detail at all.

"You’re such a petty guy!"

Long Yue leisurely sat down, her small hand caressing her little belly. Touching it every day, she always felt it got slightly bigger, witnessing the child grow was truly lovely.

She glanced lightly at her man in dissatisfaction, muttering with pursed lips, and before she could say another word, those lips were sealed by another.

Long Yue hadn’t experienced such a breath-stealing sensation for a long time. She struggled a little, but the man’s big hand was like a clamp, firmly holding her small frame.

After struggling in vain, Long Yue had no choice but to give in.

The atmosphere in the room was amorous for a while. After a long time, Li Qingmu reluctantly moved away from her lips that were rosy as cherries.

But deep within his gaze, the flame still flickered.

"Yue’er..." His voice was soft, yet magnetic and hoarse, his arm circled around her, he whispered, "I previously asked the Imperial Physician if now... well, you know, we could..."

"Hmm?"

Long Yue, unaware, looked at him with her big, curious eyes.

Li Qingmu, his face calm as ever, said seriously, "Just, that, you know!"

Long Yue’s beautiful eyes widened instantly, instinctively throwing a punch at him, "Li Qingmu, you beast!"

"Awoo—"

A pitiful wail echoed through the room...