The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 499 - 373: Murdering Her Own Husband

He sighed softly, reaching out to pull her into his arms, his chin resting on the top of her head, his expression complex as he said, "Luna, I know you’re feeling wronged, and I also know that my father was wrong. I’ve never agreed with his approach. But my father... my father has a rigid and stubborn personality, very old-fashioned. Once he believes in something, it’s hard to change his mind."

Saying this, he lowered his gaze to the female in his embrace, cautiously saying, "Luna... after all, your identity is special, and you’re from another world, yet you inhabit this body. It’s understandable for father to not accept it all at once, but he surely likes the two little ones. The Dragon Clan’s offspring are rare and difficult. Auri and Solly are his own grandchildren, why wouldn’t father like them? The reason he hasn’t come here is merely because he can’t swallow his pride."

His expression was very nervous, and this statement was made with almost all his courage, fearing Luna would be upset upon hearing it.

Though unpleasant, it was indeed the truth. The major reason father couldn’t accept Luna was that her soul’s origin was unknown, and it occupied someone else’s body.

Luna Sutton’s body stiffened slightly, but she didn’t speak, just remained silent.

Mael Valerius could clearly feel her immediate tension, and his arms around her instantly tightened, his voice becoming lower and softer, "I’m not saying father is right, just... think about it from his perspective. If I were him and suddenly informed that my son’s chosen partner has another unknown soul within her, occupying someone else’s flesh—even if the original owner is long gone—I would find it hard to accept immediately, perhaps even feel fear and rejection."

The reason he didn’t feel this way was because he understood Luna and had long fallen in love with her, naturally feeling neither fear nor rejection.

But his father didn’t understand Luna and had no feelings towards her, not even having formally met, so having such emotions and attitudes was quite normal.

Luna Sutton’s taut body gradually relaxed.

She had to admit that Mael Valerius made a good point.

Putting herself in Horace Valerius’s shoes, her reaction might have been even more intense.

"You’re right."

She sighed softly, lowering her voice, "I was too impulsive."

Mael Valerius secretly breathed a sigh of relief, hugging her even tighter, "Luna, father sent gifts this time, indicating his attitude is softening. Let’s take it slow, all right?"

She was silent for a moment, then nodded.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard outside the courtyard.

Finn Arcanus rushed in eagerly, "Sister Cynthia, those two Dragon Clan beastmen left the chest and immediately departed, but, but..."

"But what?"

Luna Sutton asked, puzzled.

"But they said the Clan Leader will come to visit in person in three days to see the two dragon cubs."

Finn Arcanus gasped for air, saying directly.

Her expression was complex, Horace Valerius wants to see his grandchildren?

Honestly, she hadn’t figured out how to face this person.

But if someone wants to see their grandchildren, refusing would seem somewhat unreasonable.

Mael Valerius noticed her conflict, softly comforting, "Luna, don’t be afraid, I’m here."

His voice seemed to have magical power, calming her inner agitation somewhat.

"Forget it, let him come."

Luna Sutton sighed lightly, withdrawing from his embrace.

Since Horace Valerius was willing to take this step, she wouldn’t be obtuse.

For the sake of the two children and Mael Valerius, she was willing to attempt reconciliation with this stubborn Dragon Clan leader.

So that Mael Valerius wouldn’t be stuck awkwardly in the middle.

"Luna, I’m sorry for you."

Mael Valerius looked very remorseful, knowing Luna was willing to compromise for him and the two children, deeply touched, almost ready to speak sentimentally or whisper sweet nothings.

She quickly grabbed an egg, peeling it in three or two strokes, and stuffed it directly into his mouth, "Stop, I’ve had enough of the cheesy words, let’s have breakfast first."

Saying this, she turned to extinguish the fire in the stove, scooping the beef porridge into a bowl, "Every one of you, getting lost in cultivation and forgetting the time, has left breakfast undone, leaving the little ones to gnaw on raw meat."

Mael Valerius, suddenly having his mouth filled with egg, could only blink and watch her busy herself.

He quickly swallowed the egg and leaned over to help, "Luna, let me do it."

Luna Sutton glanced at him, "Enough with the solicitude, go call them for breakfast."

Mael Valerius touched his nose, chuckling as he complied, turning to go to the main hall.

He couldn’t bother knocking on each door, directly transmitting, "All of you, get out here for breakfast, losing track of time while cultivating, no breakfast made, no one looking after the kids, want to wear Luna out or what?"

The tone carried three parts irritation, three parts dissatisfaction, and four parts concern.

The voice instantly exploded in the minds of Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood, Kian Sterling, Zeke Veridian, Malachi Arcanus, and Soren Phoenix.

The few still cultivating: "..."

They all stopped cultivating, their expressions slightly sheepish.

It seems... they really overdid it in cultivation and forgot the time.

Corbin Crowley was the first to push open the door, still carrying lingering waves of Spiritual Power, his silver eyes flashing a bit of embarrassment, "Is it dawn already? It feels like I just entered meditation not long ago."

"Not long?"

Mael Valerius sneered, his dark golden eyes dangerously narrowed, "Your three little ones are so hungry they are about to overturn the kitchen."

Corbin Crowley: "..."

From the second floor came a creaking sound, and Zeke Veridian floated down the stairs, spiritual energy flowing all around him, looking even more ethereal, with a sense of wanting to ride the wind away.

His voice, as always, was cool and aloof, "Mortals are really troublesome, it seems I need to cultivate to Foundation Establishment soon, so I can abstain from grains, avoiding wasting time on these trivial matters, affecting my cultivation."

Somehow, he suddenly felt less inclined to want children, not because he didn’t like them, but mainly because caring for them takes time, significantly impacting cultivation.

As soon as he finished speaking, a rag suddenly flew over from the direction of the kitchen, accurately hitting his immortal-like handsome face.

Zeke Veridian’s ethereal image instantly collapsed, pulling the rag off his face expressionlessly, his verdant eyes looking coldly towards the kitchen, "Attempted murder on one’s husband?"

Rhys Blackwood and Kian Sterling each emerged from their rooms, just in time to see Zeke Veridian’s spectacular rag-to-face moment.

"Serves you right for pretending."

Rhys Blackwood’s demeanor looked even more stern, like an unfrozen glacier for millennia, the corner of his mouth curled in a gloating arc, rare in his caustic tongue to mock.

Kian Sterling seemed more transcendental and refined, not as ethereal as Zeke Veridian, but more gentle and approachable, "Zeke’s immortal-like demeanor is truly unique."

Luna was truly amusing, tossing a rag on Zeke’s face, let’s see if this bamboo would stop acting cool.

There’s a sense of never eating again, let alone abstaining from grains... hmph.

Zeke Veridian coldly threw the rag aside, "Better than some people who are hypocritical."

"Everyone be quiet."

Corbin Crowley’s silver eyes narrowed, exuding a domineering aura, "That’s enough for today, whoever’s turn it is to cook should go to the kitchen of their own accord. By the way, whose turn is it today?"

Rhys Blackwood coldly spat out two words, "Attention seeker."

Corbin Crowley nodded slightly, not caring where Soren Phoenix went or why he didn’t make breakfast, it’s just that he forgot due to cultivation.

After breakfast.

Luna Sutton instructed Rhys Blackwood to take some Beastmen to shell all ten baskets of corn over by the warehouse, and dry them while the weather is good.

After drying, some should be kept for seed, half should be kept for personal consumption, and the rest should be ground into corn flour for making cakes.

As for the carrots, they are easy to store but can spoil if kept for too long.

So she asked Zeke Veridian to distribute the carrots delivered by The Rabbit Tribe to each household, whether they choose to eat them or plant them in their backyard gardens is up to them.

Of course, one basket should be left for themselves.

As for the ten baskets of silk delivered by The Insect Tribe, all should be moved to the eastern wing of the courtyard, where a loom is placed.

It was originally brought from Beast King City by Kian Sterling, later modified by Luna Sutton, and it works quite well now.

She intended to try weaving these silks into soft fabric.

Rhys Blackwood acknowledged and headed out of the courtyard, then called a few Beastmen from the tribe to shell and dry the corn over by the warehouse.

Though Zeke Veridian didn’t want to waste time on these trivial matters, he didn’t refuse, distributing the carrots to each household, instantly instructing each family to plant them in their garden.

Luna Sutton did as she said, after finishing her tasks, she delved into the eastern wing to study weaving.

Corbin Crowley, Kian Sterling, Malachi Arcanus, Soren Phoenix, and Mael Valerius, being somewhat clueless about such fine work, couldn’t help but watch, while also keeping an eye on the little ones.

Actually, they would rather return to their rooms to cultivate, but feared Luna would scold them for neglecting the children.

Around the morning, Finn Arcanus came to report that elders from various tribes had arrived, bringing along many females to decide on the quantity of blue bricks needed for house construction next year.

As for those females brought along, they were here to learn the culinary skills of The Wolf Tribe.

Luna Sutton looked at Finn Arcanus, "Where are they now?"

"In the reception hall, the leader is entertaining them, and asked me to notify you to come over. As for the females the elders brought, the leader has already asked Yuri Ashwood to take them to learn cooking with the females of the tribe."

Finn Arcanus reported honestly.

"Got it."

She nodded slightly, set aside the half-woven cloth, then rose and took several men with her to the reception hall.