Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 215 - 132 Yelü Miaomiao’s Despair

Chapter 215: Chapter 132 Yelü Miaomiao’s Despair

After Yelü Miaomiao finished scolding, she fell into a faint sleep from exhaustion.

After all, she was severely injured and had lost her ability to embody the law. In addition, she was in her most delicate years, with a tender body.

Being the pearl of the prairie, whether it was the Empress Dowager Yanrong or others, they all loved and protected her from the bottom of their hearts. But Jiang had roughly kicked her for half the night, and she had long been exhausted.

Looking at the pitiful sight of the young girl’s tear-stained cheeks, Jiang Shouzhong pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling immensely distressed.

How should he deal with this girl?

Indeed, she was beautiful. He hadn’t managed to kill her the first time, and it became much harder to do so the second time.

Mengniang laughed and said, "It’s rare to see you make a girl cry."

Jiang Shouzhong replied helplessly, "She’s too young to suppress her feelings too much. Crying it out in this situation might offer some relief. Otherwise, she might become ill from repression sooner or later."

"Oh, so you are still sympathetic and cherish the fairer sex."

Mengniang’s smile was teasing, "You’re not really planning to get her pregnant, are you?"

Jiang Shouzhong rolled his eyes, "It’s just talk."

Back in Anhe Village, when he was discussing business with Hong’er, they talked about huge projects worth billions each time, and it never made the other party put on weight.

According to what Ye had said at the time:

"Your body is somewhat special; it needs to be nurtured slowly. You won’t have children for a year or two."

Jiang Shouzhong didn’t care, thinking that he would be with Hong’er forever, so a year or two didn’t matter.

So later, when doing business with Hong’er, he occasionally took shortcuts.

Mengniang looked at Yelü Miaomiao and said softly, "You still need to resolve this quickly. Once the power of her embodiment of law is restored within her, I won’t be able to handle her anymore."

Jiang Shouzhong nodded and fell into thought.

This girl was not like Qiu Ye and Xia He; she wouldn’t marry out of compromise just because her chastity was compromised. After all, she was Princess Yanrong, proud and unyielding.

Keeping her by his side was also a huge risk.

Not to mention her deep-seated hatred for him, even being discovered by the palace would be a significant disaster.

Letting her go was playing with fire even more.

As Mengniang had said, once the girl’s power was restored, she’d likely not go after the worthless Emperor first but come after him instead.

What to do?

He couldn’t bear to kill her, yet he dared not let her go.

Jiang was very troubled.

"Forget it, let’s find a house first."

Jiang Shouzhong rubbed his cheeks, setting the troublesome matter aside for the moment.

Just as he stepped out of the courtyard, he saw his wife’s personal maid Jinxiu arriving in a carriage.

"Son-in-law!"

The young girl sprang lightly from the carriage.

The big watermelon she was carrying swayed gently, as if it would burst out of her clothes.

Jiang Shouzhong thought Ran Qingchen was in the carriage, but the carriage was empty. The girl curved her beautiful eyes and said with a smile, "Miss wants to give you a surprise; please come with me."

Jiang Shouzhong’s expression was strange.

Because he remembered that Ran Qingchen had previously mentioned buying him a courtyard.

As expected, when Jiang Shouzhong followed Jinxiu in the carriage into a quiet alley, he saw a familiar and outstanding shape standing in front of a vermilion gate.

The lady stood under the morning sun like a blooming blue lotus, set against the surrounding black tiles and red walls, forming a delightful landscape painting.

"Jiang Mo."

Ran Qingchen walked forward with a hand behind her back, her beautiful cheeks showing a hint of sly playfulness, entirely different from her usual dignified and elegant demeanor, like a little girl proud of something she had done.

Jiang Shouzhong laughed, "Tell me, how much did this courtyard cost? I’ll pay; I have money now."

Ran Qingchen frowned slightly, her beautiful eyebrows knitting together in slight displeasure, "Your little money isn’t needed."

She turned and walked towards the open gate, her waist-length black hair swaying gently. Noticing the man hadn’t followed, she turned her head and lightly chided, "What are you staring at? Why don’t you come in and see if this courtyard meets your expectations? If you’re not satisfied, I can look for another."

"No need, this courtyard looks very nice; I trust your taste."

Jiang Shouzhong smiled and followed.

Upon entering the gate, Ran Qingchen started to introduce the place.

Originally, the courtyard was built by a prince’s relative and later purchased by a wealthy merchant who spent considerable effort renovating it... but before he lived there for two days, the merchant moved his family to Minzhou due to private matters, and eventually, Ran Qingchen bought it.

Jiang Shouzhong looked around what would become his second home, feeling like a poor man stepping into a rich family’s house.

The courtyard was enclosed by blue brick walls, with neatly laid majestic square stones, eaves swooping upwards, green branches enveloping, east and west wing rooms, a southern hall and a northern hall... Although small, the layout was particularly ingenious, featuring a small bridge over flowing water and artificial mountains and rocks right in the center.

Surrounding the courtyard was a circle of exquisite chambers, each connected by corridors. Walking through them, one could see changing scenes, with beauty everywhere.

Overall, there were indeed many rooms.

What puzzled Jiang Shouzhong was that the bed in the main house seemed a bit too large.

However, considering the previous owners were relatives of a prince and wealthy merchants, having some peculiar preferences was not surprising.

"Qingchen, this must have cost quite a bit of money," he said.

Jiang Shouzhong felt a bit sorry and thought about giving her some gold.

But before he could prepare to take out the money, he heard Ran Qingchen, narrowing her phoenix eyes, say, "If you dare take out any money, I’ll set this courtyard on fire, and then you can choose to stay or leave."

Hearing this, Jiang Shouzhong gave up.

Sometimes, a woman’s harsh words need to be heeded.

Ran Qingchen smiled, gesturing with her jade-like fingertips to Jinxiu who was following behind, "I will have Jinxiu stay here too since someone needs to take care of the house. The new maid you just took in, Er Liang, can’t manage this courtyard alone; we need someone experienced."

Jiang Shouzhong hummed in agreement, thinking now there was another woman in the house.

After giving all sorts of various instructions, Ran Qingchen had nothing more to say and walked to the door, "I still have official duties to handle, so I can’t accompany you. If you need to buy anything, just tell Jinxiu."

Jiang Shouzhong nodded, escorting her to the gate.

"By the way, I’ll be going to Qingzhou in a couple of days. According to Mr. Yuan Anjiang, he hopes you’ll also go to Qingzhou, to leave the capital, a place full of disputes. Although it’s equally dangerous outside, the vast world of Jianghu makes it harder for them to harm you..."

As she spoke, Ran Qingchen’s long, curling lashes trembled slightly, a glimmer of watery light sparkling in her deep eyes, "I hope you can accompany me, so I can protect you."

Jiang Shouzhong, smiling, nodded, "Okay."

"Okay."

The woman also voiced her approval and turned to leave, her skirt fluttering like lotus leaves and her hair swaying like flowing water, projecting an indescribable peace and beauty.

...

Turning the corner, the woman, in high spirits, quickened her pace.

Having finally settled the issue of the courtyard, with so many rooms at hand, she didn’t believe they could still manage to squeeze together. Not just three or four women, even if ten more came, there would still be room to accommodate them all.

Wait!

The woman suddenly halted, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, suddenly feeling something strange.

Paying for her husband to buy a house, then letting other women stay in those rooms while she lived elsewhere... Why did this seem so oddly unsettling?

But no matter what, it was much better than cramming into one room.

And with Jinxiu there, she felt at ease.

Ran Qingchen stopped pondering and continued on her way to the Liushan Division, light-footed.

...

"Your mistress is a good woman."

Jiang Shouzhong sincerely said to Jinxiu, giving a thumbs up.

Jinxiu, with a sweet smile, replied, "Of course, I’ve always said the mistress is really nice."

The young girl suddenly blushed, clutching her skirt, yet spoke with poised grace, "Master, if... if you need anything, you can come to me. From the moment the mistress married you, I’ve been a chambermaid, and I... I don’t mind."

"Uh, that won’t be necessary."

Jiang Shouzhong caught the implied meaning, laughing awkwardly twice.

However, he somewhat understood why Ran Qingchen wanted Jinxiu to stay, not just to manage the courtyard, but mainly to introduce her own maid to him.

He remembered Ran Qingchen once said she would introduce him to a gentle and virtuous girl... It turned out to be her own person.

Jiang Shouzhong shook his head, quite helplessly.

This wife of his.

...

It took less than half a day for Jiang Shouzhong to finish moving.

There wasn’t much to move really; the new house had everything needed, mostly just some knick-knacks, and then the girls who either had to share a bed plank or sleep on a rope were moved over.

He even specially set aside a room for Mengniang, so she no longer had to endure the harsh weather outside.

By the time everything was done, it was already evening.

Jinxiu had already prepared a table full of delicious dishes, including bright red chili-fried pork, vibrant green stir-fried vegetables, and the glossy, tender braised lion’s head meatballs... looking at them made Er Liang drool, but even more so, he gazed at Jinxiu with utmost admiration.

He truly believed that the bustier young woman before him was the most capable person in the world.

Now, Jiang Shouzhong was even more certain of his suspicion.

Indeed, Qingchen wanted to play matchmaker, attempting to draw a red thread between him and Jinxiu.

After dinner, Jiang Shouzhong carried some dishes to a room, with Er Liang following with hot water.

In the room, Yelü Miaomiao, who was tied up like a rice dumpling, had already awakened.

The young girl reverted to her proud demeanor.

"I’m going to untie you now. Clean yourself up and then eat something. It’s best if you don’t try any tricks. Although you’re carrying my child, I’m not one to be trifled with when it comes to crushing a flower," Jiang Shouzhong deliberately intimidated the girl.

Of course, Yelü Miaomiao wasn’t easily frightened. Having cried earlier, she was not so easy to fool and scoffed, "It’s impossible that I’m carrying your child. But you... I remember, the Crown Prince called you Jiang Mo, right? I’ve marked you, and one day I will kill you myself!"

"You really aren’t afraid of death, are you?"

Jiang Shouzhong placed his hand on the hilt of his waist knife.

Feeling the murderous intent emanating from the man, Yelü Miaomiao coldly huffed but did not dare provoke him further.

Jiang Shouzhong instructed Er Liang to place the towel in the basin and said indifferently, "Forget it, I might as well feed you myself."

"I’m not eating!"

Yelü Miaomiao turned her head away.

"Gu gu..."

Yelü Miaomiao’s stomach voiced its protest.

The young girl’s fair cheeks flushed with a hint of peach, wishing she could smash her betraying stomach with a few punches.

Jiang Shouzhong chuckled and casually asked, "By the way, what’s your name?"

The young girl ignored him.

Jiang Shouzhong continued, "Even if you want to kill me, you should let me know who will have my blood on their hands."

After a while, the young girl muttered softly, "Miaomiao."

While Jiang Shouzhong was wringing out the towel to wipe the girl’s face, he didn’t hear her clearly and looked at her puzzled, "You need to pee?"

Yelü Miaomiao was taken aback, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes widened, ready to scold him, but her expression suddenly changed, her legs clenched tightly, her beautiful face turning a deep red, her eyes showing panic.

His action bewildered Jiang Shouzhong.

He instinctively leaned closer to see and was surprised to notice some dampness on her skirt, quickly untied the ropes around her, and said speechlessly, "If you can’t hold it, couldn’t you tell me?"

At that moment, Yelü Miaomiao wished she could die.

But what terrified her was not just this incident.

Rather, when Jiang Shouzhong had just spoken those two words, she found herself unable to control her own body.

"Get up," Jiang Shouzhong frowned and said.

Then Yelü Miaomiao obediently stood up.

At that moment, her pupils dilated dramatically, her eyes filled with unprecedented terror.

From her feet to her heart, a bone-chilling cold spread, plunging her into an indescribable sense of iciness.

"What have you done to me!?"

Yelü Miaomiao glared at Jiang Shouzhong, her anger mixed with a deep fear, as if her fury was just a facade to cover the invisible terror surging in her heart.

Er Liang suddenly cried out, "Big sister, you’ve wet your pants!"

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