Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 792 - 388: Can I Dream of Que’er for Once?

Chapter 792: Chapter 388: Can I Dream of Que’er for Once?

Jiang Shouzhong could finally witness Jiang Que’s little demon nature.

He raised his hand irritably and gave a light yet firm flick to the girl’s smooth forehead. Then, glancing at Xiao Lingqiu, whose face was already visibly darkened, he explained:

"Don’t listen to this little girl’s nonsense. No matter how much of a scoundrel or beast I, Jiang Shouzhong, am, I would absolutely never lay hands on her. Am I that kind of person?"

Jiang Que teared up and whimpered: "Jiang Mo, you promised to marry me."

"When did I—"

Jiang Shouzhong suddenly remembered his promise made at the dilapidated temple during their previous farewell, and was instantly at a loss for words.

It seems... he might have said so?

But even if he did, it was meant to be nothing more than words of comfort.

"Hypocrite, truly a beast."

Xiao Lingqiu coldly tossed out a mocking comment, flicked his water sleeves, and left straight for his room.

Jiang Shouzhong was full of helplessness as he looked down at the mischievous girl and snorted coldly: "Satisfied now? What a troublemaker. I should’ve found you a decent family for adoption back then."

Jiang Que muttered: "What did I say wrong? I’m clearly your predestined wife anyway. Oh, by the way, I even went out of my way to practice techniques from a bedroom arts manual just so you wouldn’t reject me someday."

The girl pulled out an old, worn-out secret manual and waved it proudly in front of the man.

Heh, it’s all about making an effort.

Jiang Shouzhong’s face turned dark: "You’re crossing the line."

Jiang Que tilted her pointed chin and said crisply: "Sure, my charm may not yet match that aunty from earlier, but I’m young! Men always love youth, don’t they?"

"Get lost."

Jiang Shouzhong felt utterly speechless toward this girl. Shaking his head in frustration, he walked to Hou Qi, who was unconscious and asked Duo Ying, who was wiping her tears: "How’s he doing?"

Duo Ying, still choking on sobs, replied: "Senior Brother’s breathing is even weaker now."

Jiang Shouzhong opened Hou Qi’s collar and found that the black poison veins were growing deeper. The black mark on his heart was especially pronounced.

"No hope. The toxins have already invaded his heart."

Jiang Que leaned closer for a look and said carelessly, "Better buy a coffin soon. Otherwise, when his body completely decays, you’ll struggle to gather a complete skeleton."

Duo Ying, having grasped from the earlier conversations that this charming girl was from the same sect as Jiang Chenglu and held a higher status, felt a wave of despair upon hearing her words.

Jiang Shouzhong couldn’t bear it and pulled Jiang Que aside to whisper softly, "Is it really hopeless?"

"There’s hope."

To his surprise, the girl replied in this way.

"Hope?"

Jiang Shouzhong was dumbfounded.

Jiang Que’s eyes curved into charming crescent moons:

"It’s just the Blood Spirit Seal, and the toxins are only at thirty percent. It can be resolved easily. The real question is... why should I save him?"

Jiang Shouzhong was truly stumped by this eccentric girl’s temperament. He couldn’t force her, but after glancing at Duo Ying, who seemed almost ready to throw herself into the grave alongside Hou Qi, he lowered his voice and said:

"They’re my friends, after all. On my account, please lend me a hand."

Jiang Que rolled her pretty eyes: "They’re not my friends. Whether they live or die has nothing to do with me. Unless... you admit I’m Jiang Mo’s wife."

Jiang Shouzhong smiled bitterly and casually replied: "In a few more years."

"No, you must admit it now!"

Jiang Que was very stubborn.

Jiang Shouzhong truly wanted to crack open this girl’s little head to see just what was inside.

Eventually, the man gave in: "Fine, I admit it."

A sly smile curved Jiang Que’s lips as she stood on her tiptoes, slightly tilting her lovely face upward and leaning toward him.

The soft contours of her cheeks shimmered faintly in the interplay of light and shadow, resembling the luminous moon emerging from the clouds—undeniably enchanting.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Shouzhong was thoroughly perplexed.

Jiang Que, frustrated by his lack of romantic sensibility, said irritably: "Kiss me! Otherwise, how can you prove I’m your wife?"

Smack!

The girl received a solid smack on the forehead.

Rubbing her sore forehead, Jiang Que glared at the man with a mixture of grievance and fury.

But upon seeing Jiang Mo’s darkened expression, her bravado diminished noticeably, and she whispered: "I was only joking. Why are you so upset? Besides, I didn’t say I wouldn’t save your friend."

Jiang Que pouted and shuffled over to Hou Qi’s side.

Before Duo Ying could react, the girl suddenly slapped Hou Qi across the face with a crisp double strike.

Duo Ying froze in shock.

The girl quickly shielded Hou Qi indignantly and glared at Jiang Que: "What are you doing!?"

Shrugging her delicate shoulders, Jiang Que replied to Jiang Shouzhong:

"See? Rescuing people is such an thankless, tiring job—no fun at all. Not only is there no gratitude, but I even get yelled at. Killing people is still better; neat, straightforward, and no emotional baggage."

Saving someone?

Duo Ying was stunned.

Then, to her astonishment, Duo Ying saw Hou Qi’s black poison veins begin to fade visibly, with his pallid complexion slowly regaining its color.

Hou Qi’s eyelids twitched and he slowly opened his eyes, his voice weak.

"Junior Sister..."

"Senior Brother!"

Duo Ying clutched her lips in disbelief.

Jiang Que yawned: "Boring. Senior Uncle Jiang’s Blood Spirit Seal is just too easy—no challenge at all. I should’ve waited a little longer until the toxins completely devoured his organs; probably would’ve been more fun."

Shaking her little head, the girl left the room, visibly disinterested.

Jiang Shouzhong followed her out.

The two walked side by side down the quiet path outside the courtyard.

Moonlight, like water, stretched their shadows long—one tall, one short, complementing but distinct.

"Have you been well during this time?"

Jiang Shouzhong asked gently.

Jiang Que, her hands clasped behind her back, walked lightly and smiled brightly: "Very well! My senior brothers and sisters are kind and lovely; the disciples of the sect are harmonious, like one big family. I absolutely love it there."

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