Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife Chapter 567: Did You Think It Was Over?

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Cui Yuanhe knelt on the ground with his head, but unfortunately, Qi Yun was determined to let it in.

The guards made way, allowing him to leave with ease.

"Hahaha... Qi Yun, oh Qi Yun, everyone says you’re ruthless and rciless, but I didn’t expect you to treat this little thing so well!"

Pang Wenzheng, having kidnapped Long Yue, laughed wildly as he left, even provoking Qi Yun before departing.

Qi Yun’s face remained cold, unwilling to waste words with him.

Just as Pang Wenzheng was triumphantly about to leave, suddenly, whoosh—a cold gleam flashed by, and in the next second, that gleam was stained with a layer of blood.

"Ugh..."

Pang Wenzheng groaned, looking at the silver needle that pierced through his body, piercing both him and Long Yue, unable to believe it!

This... this is a strategy of mutual destruction, bringing down a thousand enemies at the cost of eight hundred allies; if he dies, Long Yue shouldn’t expect to live!

"Yue’er! Pfft!"

Sure enough, Li Qingmu saw the silver needle piercing through Long Yue’s chest and imdiately spat out a mouthful of blood!

"Mr. Li, Mr. Li!"

In an instant, the ministers were in chaos.

The hand Pang Wenzheng had on Long Yue’s neck lost all feeling the mont the silver needle pierced through, and Long Yue collapsed as well. He stood there with difficulty, looking at Qi Yun, and suddenly burst out laughing.

He knew he was dood to die, yet dying just like this was truly unsatisfactory!

"Qi Yun... do you think it’s over just like this?"

Qi Yun narrowed his eyes, still silent.

"Everything... has just begun! Your Dazhou, it’s going to perish, it’s going to perish, by then, my Da Rong Cavalry will co charging in to avenge ! Hahaha..."

"Bang!"

Pang Wenzheng laughed heartily, his body falling stiffly, making a sound like steel colliding as he hit the ground.

This death was truly magnificent!

"Yue’er, Yue’er!"

At this mont, Li Qingmu rushed forward, quickly embracing Long Yue, looking at the red mark on her delicate neck with deep pain.

"Don’t worry, she’s just temporarily unconscious, the wound on her chest has avoided the vital area, it’s not serious!"

A calm voice ca from the side, and Li Qingmu looked up slowly.

It was Duanmu Nan.

When that silver needle appeared, he already knew it was him, so he held onto a thread of hope as he ca to check on Long Yue’s condition.

Fortunately, she was still breathing.

"Pang Wenzheng’s heart was directly hit by the silver needle, whereas Long Yue was at a different angle, so she only suffered a superficial wound."

"Why? You could have not hard Yue’er!"

Li Qingmu closed his eyes in so pain.

Duanmu Nan said, "If I hadn’t hard Yue’er, Pang Wenzheng would have unleashed a final lethal strike, and at that ti, Yue’er would have been genuinely in danger."

Li Qingmu paused, then understood.

It’s like a breath, life hangs on a breath, and when Pang Wenzheng saw Long Yue was also pierced by the silver needle, he thought it was a ans of mutual destruction, so his last breath relaxed, leading him to the brink of death, sparing her further harm.

But if only he had been struck, he would not have been willing, and would have used his last strength to strangle Long Yue.

"Thank you, Mr. Duanmu, I was too foolish."

Li Qingmu murmured.

Duanmu Nan: "No, it’s because you care too much for her and are blinded by it."

At this point, Duanmu Nan’s gaze inadvertently tightened, wondering if it was because he didn’t care about her enough. He gently shook his head with a self-deprecating smile.

"Alright, take her back to rest, the needle hole from the silver needle is very small, the wound isn’t large, take her back to bandage it!"

"Okay, thank you!"

"Mr. Li, please, co to my Lixiu Palace!"

Consort Li eagerly stepped forward to invite.

Subsequently, Long Yue was sent to Lixiu Palace for her wounds to be dressed, and by the ti she woke up, it was already evening.

Upon opening her eyes, she saw her husband watching her worriedly, his eyes bloodshot, with dark circles beneath, clearly not having rested well.

"A Mu."

Long Yue reached out, and Li Qingmu quickly stepped forward to help her up.

"Your injuries?"

"Your injuries..."

They spoke simultaneously, and the room fell into a deathly silence.

After quite so ti, Long Yue said, "Are your injuries okay?"

"I’m fine, and you?"

Long Yue shook her head, looking up at him with eyes full of sadness and concern: "A Mu, our injuries are different. Master hurt to save better, but for you, they’re determined to kill you!

The Ghost Child’s hand reached into your body, aiming to extinguish your life force, are you sure you’re alright?"

Li Qingmu’s eyes turned dim, sowhat resigned. Even if it matters, nothing can be changed now.

He took a shallow breath, his chest feeling like a fire was burning inside, stifling him. He turned and coughed softly.

"Holding it in isn’t good, if you want to cough, just cough it out, louder!"

Long Yue’s voice carried a sobbing tone as she said this.

Am I just a jinx? When has this man had a few peaceful days with ? Always on the road, either going or returning.

And the main thing, he’s injured.

"Yue’er, I’m really fine, don’t cry, crying makes you age faster!"

"Damn you, go away, I don’t want to see you!"

Long Yue glared at him exasperatedly, but her eyes were full of affection.

The man smiled lightly.

Long Yue noticed sothing wasn’t right with his expression, he was smiling, but she could sense worry between his brows.

"A Mu, are you hiding sothing from ?"

"No!"

"Truly nothing?"

Long Yue’s almond eyes widened, and Li Qingmu felt helpless. If he didn’t tell her now, and she found out later, she’d definitely be upset with him, he might as well tell her.

"Your..."

Li Qingmu shook his head, unable to address him as father anymore, as he was rely the villain who caused her mother’s death and kept hurting them!

"Before Pang Wenzheng died, he said everything wasn’t over yet!"

"Hmph, probably ans his Da Rong will send troops against us, right? After all, His Majesty dealt with all their people at once, it’s no wonder the Emperor of Da Rong would be furious!"

"Yes, that’s just one part, but there’s also unrest within."

Long Yue paused, imdiately thinking of the volcanic eruption in Kaiyang County, her expression changing: "Right, I almost forgot, there’s also the Tomb Miasma Poison! This toxin is formidable, once it spreads, it could lead to a national disaster!"

After a brief pause, Long Yue suddenly looked at him, grabbing his wrist fiercely, "Are you planning to go personally? No, you can’t go out this ti, if you keep straining your body like this, it really won’t hold up, do you want to leave early?"

Her words were truly stern, and Li Qingmu lowered his gaze slightly.

He did have this idea before, but it was promptly rejected by Qi Yun, who sent him to take care of Long Yue.

Qi Yun was aware of the Tomb Miasma Poison matter, and at this mont, he was discussing counterasures with the ministers.