Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 555 - 281: The Furious Empress_2

Chapter 555: Chapter 281: The Furious Empress_2

Luo Wanqing suddenly and gently wrapped her arms around the man’s neck, not caring in the least that the water from her body was soaking his clothes. With a smile both sweet and charming, she whispered into his ear:

"Jiang Mo, I’m in a good mood today, don’t be a killjoy."

Jiang Shouzhong struggled not to look at the devilishly beautiful body before him and whispered softly, "Maybe in a couple of days."

"You’re not really angry, are you?"

With her jade finger tracing the man’s lips, Luo Wanqing’s tone softened,

"All right, it’s my fault. Maybe you’re just upset because I left you and went away from Qingzhou. But I promise, the next time you’re threatened, I will definitely help you."

The usually haughty woman’s rare gentle tone

was like that of one coaxing her beloved pet cat.

Jiang Shouzhong felt a bit uncomfortable, still shaking his head and saying, "Forget it, another day. Besides, if possible, you’d better keep your distance from me, I’m afraid you’ll be implicated by me.

Although you are the favorite of the Empress, after all, you’re just a subordinate, and I’m about to become a thorn in the side of the court. It wouldn’t be good for you to get involved because of me."

Luo Wanqing laughed at his words, "After all we’ve been through, are you still worried about involvement? Let me ask you, if one day I’m in danger because of you and on the verge of death, what will you do?"

Jiang Shouzhong answered earnestly, "I would save you, whether you believe it or not, even if it costs my life to do so."

Luo Wanqing’s eyes flickered, her curving eyelashes casting shadows over her eyes, and she scoffed coldly:

"You think I’m some naive little girl, casting spells to steal a woman’s heart with words like these. When I called you naive earlier, I was spot on."

Jiang Shouzhong laughed, "If it were so easy to woo a woman, my wife wouldn’t have only officially married me just now. I just feel that as your first man, I should bear some responsibility."

"Responsible?"

Luo Wanqing slowly closed her alluring eyes, her damp beautiful face blushing slightly as she murmured, "So, it seems Jiang Mo might be the man of my life."

Feeling the woman’s stirring tenderness, Jiang Shouzhong’s heart warmed, and he gently wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

However, the very next moment, the man was sent flying.

He crashed through the wall, through the stone pillars of the corridor, through the fence of the garden, and directly into the kitchen, pots and pans scattering all over, stove ash covering his body.

Jiang Erliang, who was practicing swordsmanship, was dumbfounded.

Wrapped in a long golden dress, with bare feet, Luo Wanqing stepped out of the gaping hole in the wall and smiled at the girl:

"Er Liang, go play on the side. Your mistress has some private matters to attend to with your master; it’s not suitable for children to watch."

If this had been before, the innocent Er Liang would certainly not understand what was meant by private matters between husband and wife.

But Luo Wanqing had given her a few erotic books recently, and the girl understood instantly, quickly blushing and returning to her own room.

Luo Wanqing kicked aside an iron pot at her feet and waved her sleeve to scatter the dust and smoke.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Jiang Shouzhong was half-buried in the stove.

Luckily, there was no fire lit, otherwise it would certainly have turned into a barbecue.

Luo Wanqing lifted her small foot, still dripping water and free of dust, and stepped on the man’s face, leaning forward to stare directly at the coughing Jiang Shouzhong, and said with a smile:

"You think you’re worthy of being my man? Just where do you stand, Jiang Mo? Do you think I’ve given you too much face?"

Jiang Shouzhong’s head was in a daze, and he didn’t catch what the woman was saying clearly.

"I was humoring you since I was in a good mood. Do you really think just because we’ve been to bed together you can have your way with me?"

Luo Wanqing snorted coldly, sat down on the man, tearing open his clothes, and said with haughty arrogance, "Another day? There aren’t many in this world who can refuse me. Whatever I want to do, you’ll just have to endure it! You have no right to refuse!"

The woman tucked her knees and leaned forward.

Moments later, Luo Wanqing’s body trembled slightly, and she bit her lip slowly.

She leaned down to gently wipe the ash from the man’s face, holding back a sob, her blushing cheeks unable to hide her pride:

"Jiang Mo, don’t you dare make me angry next time, or else... I might really get angry."

——

Inside the palace.

Emperor Zhou Chang looked at the secret report handed over by the imperial guards, his expression unreadable, neither joy nor anger showing through.

"This Jiang Mo, quite a tough one to kill, isn’t he?"

Zhou Chang had a complex look on his face.

The elderly supervisor beside him frowned and said, "Indeed, we underestimated him a bit."

Zhou Chang looked at Crown Prince Zhou Yin kneeling before him and asked indifferently, "Are you resentful toward your father for leaving you as a decoy in Qingzhou?"

Zhou Yin shook his head, "Your son dares not."

"Dares not?"

Zhou Chang tossed the secret report aside and laughed, "It means you’re still harboring resentment in your heart."

Zhou Yin did not deny it, and said somberly, "Your son does indeed hold resentment. But it’s because Your Majesty does not trust your son and doesn’t believe your son can do better. Had your son stayed in Qingzhou, the more than thirty thousand men wouldn’t have fled."

Emperor Zhou Chang did not speak. He folded his hands in his sleeves, leaned back against the chair, and gazed at the rising smoke of sandalwood on his desk, lost in thought.

After a while, he spoke softly, "He Benquan is talented; you were too impatient."

Zhou Yin’s body stiffened.

The Emperor implied that he shouldn’t have pushed He Benquan into a corner, nor should he have ignored such a person.

Emperor Zhou Chang sighed and said in a somber voice, "The original plan was to have you go to the border after the New Year to continue tempering your character. But you insisted on capturing the Azure Dragon, and now so many complications have arisen. Fortunately, you have captured the Azure Dragon, but you have also alerted the Asura Queen."

"Father... did your plans not succeed?"

Zhou Yin asked anxiously.

Seeing that the Emperor seemed too lazy to answer, the elderly supervisor said: