Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife

Chapter 826: It’s Really Too Hard for You!

Long Yue did not go directly to the Imperial Palace, but instead went to Su Shi’s house.

Previously, with Qi Yun there, she could enter and exit the Imperial Palace at will, but now that Qi Yun had left, and the Empress Dowager Li was targeting her everywhere, they probably wished she would cause trouble so they could deal with her.

"Early this morning, the Ministry of Revenue submitted a memorial about the flood in the Southern Territory, countless citizens were affected, and the Ministry of Industry proposed that the Regent King go for disaster relief, so he departed right after morning court."

In Su Shi’s house, Yang Zhuoya succinctly explained the situation to Long Yue.

However, Long Yue was displeased: "If he’s going for disaster relief, why didn’t he come home first to ease my mind? He left without a word, how worried must I feel."

Fortunately, I didn’t act impulsively and storm into the palace to find him. It seems that having children has made me more composed than before.

"The official said the Prince wanted to return home, but the Empress Dowager Li insisted that disaster relief is as urgent as fighting a fire, urging him to hurry. With his wisdom, he would certainly be able to appease the victims once there."

"The Southern Territory is populated with many barbarian tribes, and if the disaster relief isn’t handled properly, it could spark unrest. This is the fundamental reason why the Prince agreed to go!"

Su Shi came in from outside, his cheeks slightly red and carrying a faint smell of alcohol.

"Official!"

Yang Zhuoya rarely saw her man in such a state, coming back tipsy from drinking. Actually, Su Shi had always had a good tolerance for alcohol, so being slightly drunk meant he was in a bad mood.

"I’m fine."

Su Shi waved it off, yet his appearance was undeniably despondent.

He truly couldn’t believe it—the imperial family was indeed so heartless!

He understood better than anyone that more than half of Qi Junlian’s ascent to the throne was helped by Li Qingmu, and it was even Li Qingmu who stepped down for him.

Qi Yun, the Supreme Emperor’s truly valued heir to the throne, was Li Qingmu, not Qi Junlian; it was only because Li Qingmu didn’t want it that it was passed to Qi Junlian.

Shouldn’t there be gratitude for that?

Yet once one has power, it’s easy to forget one’s roots, easy to crave more power, and he dislikes anyone threatening his position, even if that person never intended to threaten him.

So, that exalted Empress Dowager Li couldn’t wait to send Li Qingmu to the Southern Territory, perhaps even setting up all sorts of ambushes on the way to kill him?

He looked up at Long Yue: "Princess Consort, A Mu said... he said he’s going to the Southern Territory not because he’s following their orders, but because of the Supreme Emperor. He promised him he’d watch over this Dazhou Dynasty, so he can’t allow unrest in the Southern Territory."

Long Yue smiled faintly, "I understand."

"He asked me to give you a message. He said he’s no longer the Wu Xia Ameng of old; he will return safely, so you shouldn’t go looking for him."

Long Yue understood his meaning—he wanted her to look after the children and the home.

That man has always been smart; he used to be all brains but no prowess, making it easy for him to be assassinated, narrowly escaping death several times. But now, he has both brains and martial arts skills; those people wanting to harm him will find it as hard as ascending to heaven!

"Alright! I will stay here!"

Long Yue said calmly.

Yang Zhuoya looked at her and sighed softly, "Yue’er, you’ve changed; you’re much more composed than before!"

"Really? Perhaps it’s because I have children now, with more responsibilities on my shoulders, so many things have to be considered carefully?"

Yang Zhuoya fell silent for a moment. As a fellow mother, she could naturally understand Long Yue’s feelings.

Besides, having gone through so much, they would certainly be more composed and have unique insights compared to ordinary people.

Yang Zhuoya said, "So what are you going to do next? Stay at the Prince Mansion, or go out for a walk?"

Yang Zhuoya’s words carried a deeper meaning; with Li Qingmu in the Southern Territory, would there be any danger for her in the Prince Mansion?

Even if she can protect herself, what about Rui’er and Yaoyao?

Long Yue fell into silence.

She had considered this issue as well; Li Qingmu’s journey there would be dangerous, but with his intelligence, he would certainly get through it. But what about her situation here?

"I think, perhaps we should let the General Mansion oversee this place..."

"No, I don’t want to involve my uncle and his family."

Cao Xiao now lives a very good life, not only holding some positions in court but also having married Chang Lexi at the beginning of the year, and she is now pregnant with their child.

My uncle is careless, never thinking things through, so how could he sense the peculiarity in this matter?

Involving him won’t be helpful and would disrupt his family’s life.

"I have a plan."

Long Yue thought it over; perhaps she should go to Beiyuan Palace!

Qi Yun resides there, and it would be nice for them to enjoy the joy of family unity.

Of course, Long Yue is still under the protection of the Yulong Pavilion’s people, but from the Xiangguo Temple incident, it’s clear that while those at the top of Yulong Pavilion obey, those below can’t be so easily predicted. With Li Qingmu away, who knows what those people might be up to?

Since ancient times, people’s hearts are prone to change!

"Alas, your situation is really tough!"

Yang Zhuoya sighed, feeling that Long Yue’s life was never at peace.

Long Yue smiled, remembering what Qi Yun had said—that they must hold certain power; otherwise, they would face even more difficulties.

Indeed, possessing power is already this tough; without it, who knows what it would be like!

After chatting with Yang Zhuoya for a while, Long Yue went back, as time was pressing, and she needed to head to Beiyuan Palace soon.

Returning to the Prince Mansion, Long Yue called for Luosha.

"Luosha, escort our family to Beiyuan Palace."

Luosha was specially left by Li Qingmu to protect them; loyal to Qi Yun, he naturally also obeyed Li Qingmu and Long Yue.

He immediately prepared the carriage, and Long Yue took Rui’er, Yaoyao, and the others, including You’er and Liu Xiang, directly to Beiyuan Palace.

"Mother, where are we going?"

Though Yaoyao was still young and couldn’t talk, four-year-old Rui’er with his big, twinkling eyes looked lively.

"We’re going to see your grandparents. Don’t you miss them?"

"I do! Grandfather treats me very well!"

The little guy tilted his head, looking very earnest.

Long Yue smiled: "We’re going to see them, stay with them for a few days, and then wait for your father to come home."

"Okay!"

"When you get to Grandfather’s place, make sure to look after your sister, okay?"

"Mm-hmm-hmm!"

Seeing how obedient her son was, warmth filled Long Yue’s heart as she gathered him for a kiss.

"Mother, when will Father come home?"

Such a child—Li Qingmu had only just left, yet he already missed him.

But it’s understandable; after all, he hadn’t seen his father for more than two years and had just reunited, only for him to leave on business again...

"He will come back, and it should be soon!" Long Yue reassured.

By noon, Long Yue reached a small manor not far from Beiyuan Palace.

This was Qi Yun’s residence at this place.

The area was picturesque and serene, making anyone who saw it feel pleased and joyful.

"A Mu, I’ll be here with the children waiting for you to come back!"

Long Yue said softly.