Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 510: Dream Message, Terror!

Beirong, Daliang...

These involve too much, Yun Jin did not want Long Yue and his wife to be implicated.

In fact, Duanmu Nan didn’t have to say anything, because the less they knew, the better.

Duanmu Nan just slowly turned around and said indifferently, "That person had a point in saying, what’s meant to come will eventually come, there’s no way to avoid it. You do not want the couple to get entangled in the struggle between multiple countries, but do you think it’s possible to avoid it?"

As Duanmu Nan spoke, his expression gradually darkened, "From the moment they stepped into Shengjing City, they were completely drawn into this vortex. We... were also drawn in."

Yun Jin silently watched him and suddenly laughed, "Senior brother, isn’t this what you’ve always wanted? For so many years, you’ve been trying to escape from Bailing Valley, but you couldn’t get what you wanted.

Bailing Valley’s rules state: do not interfere with the secular world. If there are extenuating circumstances, one is expelled from the sect; if one actively seeks it, they must face death and the dissolution of their way, and you just happened to use her to completely escape."

She paused, her expression a little strange, "Senior brother, others fought tooth and nail for the position of Valley Master but couldn’t get it, why did you... discard it like an old shoe?"

This question puzzled Yun Jin for a long time, and today she took the opportunity to ask.

Duanmu Nan turned away, his voice cold, "Junior sister, there are some things you are better off not knowing. The more you know, the worse it will be for you."

"But senior brother, we’ve been together for so many years, don’t you trust me? Whatever difficulties or hardships you face, just tell your junior sister. Sharing it with one more person will make it a bit easier, won’t it?"

Suddenly summoning up courage, Yun Jin ran over to Duanmu Nan. When she looked up, she met his cold, emotionless black eyes.

"Senior brother..."

Yun Jin trembled and staggered, tears welling up in her eyes.

From a long time ago, she hopelessly fell in love with her senior brother, enamored by his otherworldly appearance, his cold silhouette, and the aura of distance he exuded.

Back then, her senior brother was like a deity standing high above, worthy only to be revered, not befriended. Everyone thought so, not just her.

So, she liked standing beside him, watching him from a distance, looking up to him, even if he never knew her feelings, or knew but didn’t care, she didn’t mind.

As long as she could quietly accompany him, she was content.

It wasn’t until recently that she suddenly discovered her senior brother had changed a lot. He wasn’t as icy as before or perhaps it was that he had gained a bit of human warmth.

In that moment, Yun Jin was overjoyed.

Because, previously, her senior brother was like a deity, impossible to approach. But once he had human warmth, she could get a little closer to him, even just a little, and that was enough.

But now, her dream was shattered, like a mirror broken into pieces.

Her senior brother was still her senior brother, unchanged!

No! Perhaps, he only changed in front of Long Yue!

Yun Jin bit her lips hard, trying to stay strong, but the tears eventually rolled down uncontrollably.

Duanmu Nan glanced at her woodenly, then slowly turned back and went into the house.

"Junior sister, I’m sorry,"

He murmured in his heart.

...

The Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.

Zhao Mengran, with one hand on his waist and a document in the other, was reading it to Qi Yun.

"Your Majesty, several Imperial Physicians couldn’t discern if this woman was poisoned or had taken some drug, which makes it seem like..."

He said as he swallowed, a bit of panic in his eyes.

These words he didn’t dare say out loud, afraid of committing taboo.

"Possessed."

Qi Yun finished for him, and Zhao Mengran gratefully knelt down, "Minister, thanks to Your Majesty’s grace!"

"You may leave!"

Qi Yun waved his hand, and Zhao Mengran hesitated, glancing at Li Qingmu, who stood silently nearby, as if saying: You are so wise, say something? Yet until the moment Zhao Mengran left, he didn’t speak.

It was just Li Qingmu and Qi Yun left in the Imperial Study Room.

"Speak, I am the Emperor, I’ve weathered many storms and do not fear some petty characters. What have you discovered?"

If there’s unusual behavior, there must be something strange, Li Qingmu was too quiet before; there must be a problem.

"Your Majesty, this is the result Yue’er obtained from her master."

"Ten Miles of Flowers? Beiliang? Ha, interesting, very interesting! In this case, let’s not make any moves, and see what tricks they play!"

"Yes!"

Li Qingmu walked out of the Imperial Palace, but his mood was somewhat heavy.

How did this matter involve Beiliang?

Moreover, just now in the Imperial Study, although Qi Yun did not show it, Li Qingmu could feel his anger.

"Mr. Li, Mr. Li!"

Just as he was about to leave the Imperial Palace, Zhao Mengran suddenly caught up, supporting his waist, "New developments, the situation has taken a new turn!"

"What kind of turn?"

"Huff... that palace maid just woke up and said she was visited in a dream."

"Nonsense!"

Such dreams, Li Qingmu did not believe at all.

"Mr. Li, it’s true, it must be true! You’ve just arrived in Shengjing, and there are many things you do not know. You aren’t even aware that the palace maid with a head full of copper nails wasn’t a groundless rumor. Back then..."

Zhao Mengran lowered his voice, "Back then, that’s how Lady Shufei died! When she died, she was already pregnant with the dragon heir!"

Li Qingmu wondered, "Didn’t His Majesty care?"

"Couldn’t, it happened so many years ago! His Majesty had just ascended the throne not long before, Lady Shufei was the sacrifice in the power struggle between His Majesty and the Empress Dowager."

"Oh!"

That made sense. When Qi Yun first ascended to the throne, the environment in the Capital City wasn’t good, Li Qingmu had investigated all this.

"As for the one with shattered bones all over... she was a concubine named Zhen Pin. They say it was an accident, but... nobody believes it!"

"What kind of accident?"

Zhao Mengran pointed overhead at a tall tower, "Well, she fell from that highest Wang yuexing Tower!"

Li Qingmu glanced in the southeast direction, where indeed there was a very tall tower.

This tower is called "Wang yuexing," the workplace for the Astronomical Observatory, because they needed to observe the stars, forecast fortune and misfortune, and watch the celestial phenomena, thus they built such a high tower.

"However, the Imperial Physician also said, even if the tower were this high, falling from it would at most leave you bloodied and scattered with flesh; it’s impossible for the bones to be completely shattered, right?"

Zhao Mengran took a breath, "Shattered... like powdery shattered; do you think that’s terrifying?"

Most people would definitely find it terrifying, but Li Qingmu, having seen much of life and death, just shook his head, "Not particularly!"

Uh!

Zhao Mengran was speechless, thinking this person really didn’t know how to converse, directly making the conversation awkward to death.