Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 503: Spare You? Not a Chance!

"Rui’er, Rui’er, Little Rui’er! Haha!"

Long Yue teased her little treasure, her face full of happiness. It’s often said that women become less sensitive to many things after having children; this saying is indeed true.

Li Qingmu was a bit speechless.

"What His Majesty said just now..."

"Are you worried?"

Long Yue turned around, wearing a sweet smile on her face.

Li Qingmu lowered his gaze to look at her. It seemed his little wife was not unaware but simply didn’t want to discuss it.

"What His Majesty said is correct, isn’t it?"

"Yes, I’m just wondering, is there another deeper meaning to his words?"

Li Qingmu, who has a knack for reading people’s thoughts, is truly suitable for political circles. While others could merely see Qi Yun’s superficial meaning, he perceptively sensed a deeper implication.

"This is not the place to discuss this; we’ll talk later!"

"Alright."

As the two walked along the palace path, Li Yao appeared, bowing respectfully: "Mr. Li, Lady Jiao!"

"Is there something?"

"Lady Jiao, regarding the person you instructed us to guard previously..."

He raised his head as he spoke, showing a hesitant expression.

Long Yue frowned, somewhat displeased: "Captain Li, you’re a grown man, a military general, why are you hesitating like a woman?"

This isn’t quite fitting of your status, is it?

Li Yao smiled bitterly; he didn’t want to either, but the matter is somewhat delicate... somewhat harmful to your reputation, Madam!

He lowered his head in shame: "Madam, have you forgotten someone?"

Hmm, with Li Yao’s mention, Long Yue really remembered. Then, she looked at him somewhat apologetically: "Thank you, Mr. Li, for reminding me. How is she now?"

"About to give birth."

Long Yue blinked her bright eyes and laughed.

She bounced little Rui’er in her arms, "Almost forgot the date. Yes, it should be her time. A Mu, you take Rui’er back, I’ll pay a visit!"

"Does my lady not need her husband to accompany her?"

"No need, you just take good care of Rui’er, don’t bully him!"

"..."

Long Yue ignored the man’s resentful expression and followed Li Yao to the side hall where Pang Shuangyue was imprisoned.

This place is less than half the incense burning time away from the Cold Palace, very remote and cold, with almost no people coming by, and the roadside has grown a lot of weeds, thriving well.

Long Yue followed Li Yao to the entrance of the side hall.

Here, as before, twenty guards kept watch, tight as a drum, allowing no one to enter or leave.

"Open the door!"

At the order, the door slowly opened, and in an instant, a wave of decaying air hit them.

Long Yue slightly frowned, covering her mouth and nose with silk, and looked inside.

A beam of sunlight followed her gaze into the hall. The hall was very empty, or perhaps, due to the lack of furniture inside, it appeared desolate and vacant.

A woman with tattered clothes but a high, protruding belly sat huddled in the corner, her hair disheveled. Beside her lay scattered food, all of which had rotted, but sometimes she would pick up a piece to eat.

Long Yue asked Li Yao standing beside her: "Has she been living like this for more than half a year?"

"Yes, following your orders, we scatter food around her each time, letting her slowly pick it up and eat. The water comes from the dead wells, dirty water, with clothes not covering her body in winter and suffering from intense heat in summer!"

Long Yue felt that indeed, this place was much hotter than outside. Just staying for a while had become intolerable.

Long Yue watched her constantly pick up the rotten food and eat it, then she laughed lightly.

"A bitch is simply meant to be served like a bitch!"

Her cold and sharp voice suddenly sounded, and the woman inside paused her picking actions, looking up in confusion.

Her face had become somewhat rotten and ulcerated from living long in such a stuffy place, with a few spots even revealing decaying flesh and bones. Her eyes were deeply sunken and murky, long devoid of any brightness.

Long Yue looked at the culprit responsible for her freezing death by the roadside years ago, whose bones were lost, now turned into such a ghostly figure. Finally, a long-held breath of hatred escaped her heart.

That breath of resentment, accumulated over many years!

Qi Yun was right; if Long Yue and her husband fully exact their revenge, what will they do afterward?

Thus, at this time, he needed to artificially add tasks and responsibilities for them!

After speaking, Long Yue walked slowly over.

"Ah—ah—ah—don’t come, don’t come, you vile woman, evil monster, stay away!"

Pang Shuangyue finally recognized who had come. She let out a piercing scream and dragged her heavy body, yet explosively rushed towards the corner at an amazing speed.

"Don’t come, don’t come... oh sister, my dear sister, I beg you, spare me, let me go, I... no, as long as you spare my child, I’ll give you my life, alright, just let my child go! Oh—oh—oh..."

Initially, Pang Shuangyue tried desperately to dodge, but soon she was prostrated on the ground, banging her head against the floor incessantly, the sound very loud. Long Yue watched her already dirtied face becoming completely dyed with blood.

This head banging was very robust, without any hint of pretense.

Long Yue smiled faintly: "Spare you? Your child?"

"Yes, spare him, I beg you, I beg you, he’s just an innocent little life. I know I’m not human, I’ve done many bad things before to harm you, I was wrong, I’ve repented, now I only want to protect my child, Sister Yue’er, considering we’re sisters, will you... grant me this request, please?"

Watching her desperately pleading, Long Yue thought she truly resembled a lapdog, wagging its tail and begging.

She recalled the year she died.

That winter, the wind was biting, and a mysterious plague swept through the Dazhou Dynasty, leaving countless casualties.

At the same time, her adoptive master and mistress were branded as traitors and conspirators, captured by soldiers, leaving her alone, destitute and helpless, eventually collapsing from hunger and cold by the roadside.

Then, Pang Shuangyue appeared, standing arrogantly above her, treating her with contempt, revealing why she had been so unfortunate and destitute over the years.

It turned out, it was all her scheming.

She manipulated her marriage proposal, drove a wedge between her and Li Qingmu, whose marriage was already frail, and sent people to secretly monitor her, constantly causing her trouble...

Now, having returned to life, her previous life’s tragedies were all unraveled, and the person now about to die was her!

Recalling the humiliations and torment of her past life, Long Yue’s heart remained unrestful.

She looked at her coldly, speaking indifferently: "Want me to spare you two?"

Pang Shuangyue sharply raised her head, hopeful, "Yes, yes, sister, you... you’ve agreed?"

"Hmm... spare you two... not, pos-sible! Hahaha—"

Long Yue laughed heartily.