Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 333 - 193: Ye’s Identity

Chapter 333: Chapter 193: Ye’s Identity

"Think I’m deliberately trying to scare you?"

The woman’s beautiful lips curved into an attractive arc as she stretched out five fingers, "Then let’s wait five days."

The woman’s jade-like slender fingers, against her snow-like radiant and moist skin, were stunningly beautiful... but in Jiang Shouzhong’s eyes, they seemed like the hands of a ghost from Yama’s Palace, counting down the seconds of life’s timer.

Mengniang seemed to understand something, her expression solemn, "Because of the aura of death?"

"You still have some brains."

Li Guanshi’s coquettishly peerless face carried a trace of a smile,

"Previously, I had you stay close to Jiang Mo because the origin of your demonic soul was unstable, the suppressive aura was still present, hence the need for nurturing by the aura of death. But now that you have repaired your demonic soul, what’s the point of absorbing more death aura?"

Li Guanshi said indifferently: "If I’m not mistaken, the thing that helped you repair the origin of your demonic soul was the Other Shore Flower, wasn’t it? Using the death aura from Jiang Mo to nourish the Other Shore Flower is like feeding a monk dog meat.

The monk doesn’t want to eat but is forced to, having to hold his nose and swallow. But after eating, once the Buddha inside him is gone, can he still be called a monk? Likewise, if the Other Shore Flower isn’t called the Other Shore Flower anymore, can it still help you?"

Mengniang’s pretty face turned deathly pale instantly.

Jiang Shouzhong stared at Mengniang, deep in thought.

From what Li Guanshi meant, while Mengniang was with him, she habitually absorbed the death aura from his body to nourish the Other Shore Flower within her, which in fact were incompatible, leading the Other Shore Flower towards death.

If the Other Shore Flower inside Mengniang were gone, then naturally, Mengniang wouldn’t be able to live.

"How to solve this?" Jiang Shouzhong inquired.

Li Guanshi smiled and said, "It’s simple, just get rid of the death aura in your body."

Jiang Shouzhong’s face twitched slightly.

I don’t even know what’s up with the death aura on me, how do I get rid of it?

Could it be by finding two more Jiang Mos to play some kind of elimination game?

"Of course, there’s another method...," Li Guanshi’s words were cut off halfway when Mengniang suddenly interrupted, her cold voice stating, "I have my own way of solving this, no need for you to worry."

"Are you sure your method will work?"

Li Guanshi rested her chin on her palm, sitting sideways, her originally very plump and generous thighs tensed, showing some moisture with a somewhat mocking smile, "Now, you still have rationality to control your own desires, at least knowing to cling to Jiang Mo and not let yourself become dissolute. But if you fail, then you really will turn into... a walking corpse that only knows mating."

"I’m confident."

Mengniang’s gaze was burning as she stared at her, "Although I can’t speak of any love for Jiang Mo, since I’ve given my innocence to him, no other man is worthy of touching me. Even if I fail, I will not become that kind of loose woman; I would rather die!

Li Guanshi, I don’t know your sudden reason for helping me, but it’s definitely not with good intentions. I won’t accept your help, I will solve this in my own way."

Li Guanshi sighed, "It hurts me to hear you say that, after all, it was I who let you out."

She suddenly turned around with a pivot in her steps, her eyes shifting towards Jiang Shouzhong with a hint of wounded feelings and a touch of mockery: "Jiang Mo, do you think I’m a liar or sincere?"

Jiang Shouzhong said, "I believe you’re sincere."

Mengniang raised her eyebrows.

Li Guanshi smiled and said, "Indeed, it’s Jiang Mo who understands me."

Jiang Shouzhong took a sip of tea and blandly said, "In this world, only liars are sincere, because only liars will sincerely deceive others, so I believe you’re sincere."

Li Guanshi paused, her beautiful eyes slightly brightened, "That makes sense."

"Let’s go, Jiang Mo."

Mengniang did not want to stay any longer, her figure flashed, and she disappeared from the spot.

Jiang Shouzhong got up and left.

Li Guanshi did not stop them, saying softly, "Lust burns like fire, but at the thought of illness, it dies down like cold ash."

The voice was neither loud nor low, but it seemed to have its own spirit, lightly traversing the noisy crowd, diving straight into Jiang Shouzhong’s ear, exceptionally clear.

Walking on the street, Jiang Shouzhong curled his lips, "An eternal old maid has no damn desire."

...

Li Guanshi picked up the teacup Jiang Shouzhong had drunk from, poured its tea leaves into the teacup she had used, soaked them for a while, then picked out one of the tea leaves and held it in her hand.

After completing all this, Li Guanshi slowly left the tea house, her slender, voluptuous figure blending into the hustle and bustle of the market.

Like a koi fish swimming into the ocean.

Sunlight dotted through the trees post-rain, scattering over the woman’s form.

Her skirt fluttered with the breeze, her demeanor peaceful and composed, like a fairy roaming outside the mundane world, leisurely enjoying the clamor and prosperity of human life, occasionally turning aside for a hurrying carriage or a peddler carrying a load, even helping a child pick up a pinwheel that had fallen to the ground.

Even though she was acknowledged as the world’s foremost beauty, at this moment, she seemed like an ordinary woman, unnoticed and plain.

Unknowingly, the woman stopped at a small fortune-telling stall.

A small shabby bamboo shelter for a stall, with a sign hanging above that read "Profound Predictions."

The stall owner was an old man in a worn Daoist robe, with silver beard unkempt, holding a worn tortoise shell, currently reading the palm of a young woman... Though he claimed to be reading her palm, his hand kept on touching the woman’s tender hand without letting go.

The woman’s face was flushed, but she did not struggle free.

Divination sticks, Copper Coins, and the yellowed tomes of fate were scattered on the table.

"Dao... Daoist, when can I... bear a child for my husband?" the woman asked shyly.

The fortune-telling Daoist returned to his senses, reluctantly letting go of the woman’s hand, stroking his beard and smiling said:

"The bond with children is like a gentle rain that moistens silently, arriving unnoticed. The waters flowing east gather when spring blooms, the joyful news you seek shall come next year when the peach blossoms flourish. With the right time, place, and people all in harmony, a child of fortune will surely be born to add to your household."

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