Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 450 - 234: I’ll Sleep in This Room Too

Chapter 450: Chapter 234: I’ll Sleep in This Room Too

If anyone in this world could have Jiang Yi call them "Dad,"

then this person would surely be the happiest in the world... Unfortunately, no such person exists yet.

Luo Wanqing was initially stunned, then burst into laughter, her quivering limbs betraying her amusement. She couldn’t resist pinching Jiang Yi’s cheek, "Now that you mention it, Her Majesty is really looking forward to it. Remember to call me ’Mother’ when the time comes."

"Luo Wanqing, this isn’t like you, you really have changed."

Jiang Yi gave her a deep look, "You chose this path, and I won’t stop you. But, you cannot kill Jiang Mo."

"Why would I want to kill him?" Luo Wanqing asked, smiling.

Jiang Yi sneered, "Others may not understand you, but I do. The most crucial aspect of your Bitter Fire Hell Dual Cultivation involves sacrifice; it requires the offering of your other half. I’m not sure why you spared Jiang Mo, but I firmly believe you will attempt to kill him later on."

"What if I really have to kill him?"

Luo Wanqing looked at her meaningfully.

Jiang Yi said indifferently, "Of course I can’t stop you, but... I won’t make it easy for you either."

"Oh, didn’t you say that you didn’t care about that kid? How come in an instant you are threatening Her Majesty for him?"

Luo Wanqing looked at the woman before her with a mocking gaze, "It turns out that our Ms. Jiang is also insincere."

Jiang Yi spoke coldly, "Do you really think I don’t care about my niece? Even if Jiang Mo isn’t Qingchen’s husband, I still wouldn’t let those two girls become widows."

Luo Wanqing’s crimson lips curved up slightly into an enticing smile, "Have you ever considered that even without me, Jiang Mo might die somewhere else?"

"Even if he dies in a latrine, he can’t die at your hands, Luo Wanqing!"

Jiang Yi rarely became so angry.

Usually, if someone dared to threaten her in this way, Luo Wanqing’s proud and domineering nature would’ve led her to slap them already.

However, she did not become angry at Jiang Yi’s threat, instead, she started to laugh: "Are you afraid that if I kill Jiang Mo, you’ll hate me and resent me, and that’s why you don’t want him to die by my hand?"

Jiang Yi scoffed, "You’re already unpleasant enough now."

"That’s such a pity. I clearly remember that when we were younger, Jiang Yi was always clinging to me, her big sister, even liking to wear my undergarments..."

"Luo Wanqing!"

Jiang Yi’s eyes turned icy cold, and gradually, they were also covered by a dim light.

The woman said softly, "I’ve delivered the message. It’s up to you whether you listen or not; I just don’t want everyone to be unhappy."

Jiang Yi turned to leave.

"You care so much about your niece, don’t you hate your sister at all?" Luo Wanqing’s tone was eerily calm.

Jiang Yi stopped in her tracks and turned back to look at the woman underneath the shadow of the Buddha statue, speaking slowly:

"Do you hate her? Of course, you hate my sister. But I also remember that after my sister died, it was you who forcibly entered the South Sea Holy Sect to erect a monument for her, making her the first person to have a tombstone despite being expelled from the sect."

Jiang Yi walked away, her graceful figure gradually disappearing in the monastery.

Luo Wanqing stood with her hands clasped behind her back, looking up at the Buddha statue and murmured with a smile, "So I’m cheap."

——

By evening, the exhausted Ran Qingchen arrived at the small courtyard.

Seeing the lovey-dovey couple clinging to each other and chatting away happily, the fatigued Ran Qingchen suddenly flared up in anger, her fists clenched tightly.

While she toiled outside searching for people, Li Nanshuang was here seducing her husband, completely out of line!

The enraged woman stepped forward, wanting to argue, but ultimately she suppressed her fury.

However, upon hearing the deductions made by Jiang Shouzhong, Ran Qingchen was so shocked that her anger was forgotten.

"Are you certain it’s Shan Dongchuan?"

Ran Qingchen’s face was a picture of disbelief; after all, just today, Shan Dongchuan had quarreled with the imperial guards, speaking up for Jiang Mo.

She couldn’t imagine that this person was the one trying to harm her husband.

"Quite certain," Jiang Shouzhong replied with a helpless nod.

"Bastard!"

Ran Qingchen’s reaction was just like Li Nanshuang’s, fuming with rage, ready to take up her sword and pierce that bastard to death, but she was restrained.

This time, however, it was Li Nanshuang who stopped her.

Li Nanshuang used the reasoning that Jiang Shouzhong had previously used to persuade him, criticizing Ran Qingchen while trying to calm her down:

"You are, after all, an official entrusted with important duties by the court. How can you be so impulsive? Do you know what it means to ’startle the snake by beating the grass’? To ’lose a watermelon while picking up sesame seeds’? To ’plan thoroughly before acting’? Learn from me..."

Li Nanshuang held her chin high, exuding pride and self-satisfaction.

Ran Qingchen blushed with embarrassment and annoyance, "All these things you’re quoting, weren’t they all told to you by Jiang Mo? You also know about ’planning thoroughly before acting’?"

"How would I not know!"

Li Nanshuang retorted, though somewhat guilty.

Jiang Shouzhong saw that this pair of natural enemies was about to start arguing as usual and swiftly placed himself between the two women.

He turned to the weary woman, his heart aching for her, and with a hint of remorse, he said, "Qingchen, why don’t you rest for a while? Staying up like this will truly harm your health."

Ran Qingchen took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, gave Li Nanshuang a sharp look, and then said:

"You asked me to find that master of disguise, and with the help of my aunt, I found him. His name is Cheng, living on Qingxiang Street, specializing in masks for disguise. Your mask must have been made by him.

I didn’t let my aunt capture him, fearing it would alarm those behind him.

But now that we know that the person framing and plotting against you is Shan Dongchuan, do we still need to find this Old Cheng?"

Jiang Shouzhong nodded, "Of course we need to find him. Having more clues is always in our favor. Tonight, Nan Shuang and I will pay a visit to Old Cheng, hoping to extract some useful information from him."