The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 338 - 337: Sacrificing Appearance

Chapter 338: Chapter 337: Sacrificing Appearance

"The Lan Family would never allow a useless and foolish woman to enter their doors. Wanwan’s fate is what awaits Qu Jiaojiao, hahahaha...ugh!"

Qu Jianwen laughed maniacally, exerting too much force and suddenly coughing up a mouthful of fresh blood, exacerbating the bleeding from the wound in his abdomen.

His eyes rolled back as he heavily fell face-first to the ground.

Qu Jiancong had not yet recovered from his shock when his head was separated from his body.

The man in black, holding a blood-stained long knife, thrust it into Qu Jianwen’s back.

Two men in black exchanged a secret signal, one securing the doors and windows while the other went to the kitchen to turn on the gas, then pulled a fuse out of the house to ignite it.

They then stood at a distance, waiting for the gas to fill the room before the spark ignited the entire suburban bungalow.

At the back of the house, another man wearing a gas mask skillfully climbed along the drainpipe to the window, opened it with a tool, and, risking danger, removed something from the room just before the spark reached it.

With a loud "boom," flames burst into the sky, spreading throughout the house and burning everything to ashes.

The man, covering his scorched right arm, stumbled away from the scene.

The two men in black also left quietly before the surrounding lights came on.

The next day, #Capital Star Zhe Ning District Gas Leak Causes Explosion, Resulting in 11 Deaths# topped the news headlines.

By the time Qu Jiaojiao received the notification and rushed to the site, all that remained was a charred ruin, a pile of skeletal remains, and mangled extremities set aside by the firefighters, impossible to piece back into a whole body.

Qu Jiaojiao helplessly fainted from crying, only to be taken back to the police station and held overnight; the next day, she went to knock on the private room exclusively assigned to Lan Xingye at the club.

With swollen eyes, she waited for about half an hour before a disheveled Lan Xingye opened the door.

Ignoring the woman in the room, she threw herself into Lan Xingye’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably, "Brother Xingye, all I have left is you."

*

Qu Tong wasn’t surprised when she received the news; all she could say was that Rong Chengjue acted really fast, settling scores the same night.

As for the online comments, she ignored them entirely.

The Imperial Chef prepared her a refined breakfast...

Well, calling it lunch wouldn’t be too far off.

While she was eating, Si Yuting returned with Xiong Lie.

Xiong Lie came over with a cheeky grin to greet her before leaving, as if his sole purpose was to say "hello sister-in-law."

Si Yuting looked at the two shrimps left in the dish, put on disposable gloves, peeled them, and placed them in front of Qu Tong.

His deep eyes tenderly gazed at Qu Tong, "How do you feel now?"

Knowing what Si Yuting was referring to, Qu Tong paused while sipping her meatball soup, her face flushed as she coughed lightly, "Much better."

After yesterday’s events, Qu Tong always felt there was a subtle and indescribable change in their relationship.

However, Si Yuting seemed not to feel the same, or perhaps he was just good at hiding it.

She decided to put that thought aside and delightfully enjoy the shrimp meticulously peeled by His Highness.

Si Yuting gracefully removed his disposable gloves and nodded, "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me right away. I’ll be at home with you all day today."

"At your command, Your Highness!" Qu Tong responded, chewing on the shrimp, her words muffled.

Si Yuting watched his cute little wife with a smile spreading across his eyes.

Qu Tong dipped the other shrimp in sauce and brought it to Si Yuting’s lips, smiling with a glint in her eyes, "Your Highness, eat."

Si Yuting naturally opened his mouth and swallowed.

He then passed over a tablet.

Qu Tong glanced at Si Yuting with a puzzled look, taking it.

The tablet had just been left by Xiong Lie, currently paused on a video segment.

Qu Tong clicked the play button. It was a surveillance video that hadn’t been edited at all, with all the background noise still present and the camera angle quite distant.

Watching the figure under the lens, Qu Tong drew out a long "Oh~".

His Highness was really meticulous.

Si Yuting gestured for Qu Tong to keep watching.

The camera in Stiyari must have been expensive, as the image was still clear even from afar, and Si Yuting and Lan Weiying were positioned just beneath the camera.

The banquet was crowded, and Si Yuting looked like he was searching for something. He wasn’t paying attention and almost bumped into Lan Weiying, who was approaching him.

It was a close call, but they didn’t collide.

Si Yuting swiftly dodged.

He didn’t even help to stabilize the staggering Lan Weiying, even going so far as to frown slightly.

It felt like the time she had twisted her ankle back on E12 Star, but Lan Weiying wasn’t so unlucky this time and quickly regained her balance after a few wobbles.

Lan Weiying’s stunning eyes seemed to hold a hint of grievance as she looked at Si Yuting, though it could be that she mistook something from the distance.

Si Yuting was about to leave when Lan Weiying called out to him, "Your Highness, thank you for sending troops to protect us."

"No need, I was just following orders," Si Yuting glanced at Lan Weiying, his attitude cold as ice.

"Your Highness, now that the situation is clear and the Insect Clan has reconciled with us, the pharmacists aren’t in any danger temporarily. Can we stop wasting Military Department resources?" Lan Weiying asked with a smile, neither servile nor overbearing.

"Sorry, that’s not for me to decide. If you have objections, please ask Mr. Lan to see His Majesty," Si Yuting said, then suddenly spotted something, paid no more attention to Lan Weiying, and turned to leave.

Lan Weiying was slightly stunned, then lifted her skirt and took a few steps after him.

"Your Highness, I am already a Senior Alchemist. It won’t take longer than two years before I become a Special Grade Alchemist."

However, Si Yuting acted as if he hadn’t heard, walking towards Qu Tong without turning his head.

Lan Weiying stood alone, facing away from the camera. Qu Tong guessed her expression must be cold, her eyes unwilling.

Qu Tong put down the tablet, propped his chin and teased, "Your Highness, you’re so aloof. The Ice Queen is lowering her standards for you. How can you disappoint her like this?"

At these words, Si Yuting looked towards Qu Tong, his eyes deep and his lips pressed into a straight line, showing displeasure, "What do you think I should do, Ali?"

"She’s an S-rank Senior Alchemist, and a recognized beauty. Sacrificing a bit of your charm wouldn’t be too much," Qu Tong said with a smile, his tone slyly enticing.

Si Yuting burst out laughing.

He asked, and she really dared to say.

Reaching out, he pulled her onto his lap, leaned close to her ear, and whispered in a voice just for the two of them:

"The little temptress at home can’t even satisfy me, why talk of sacrificing myself outside?"

Qu Tong felt a weak current pass through her, electrifying her mind, as Si Yuting’s intentionally slowed and lowered voice sounded incredibly sexy.

By the time she reacted, Si Yuting was already carrying her upstairs.

Realizing what Si Yuting had just said, Qu Tong’s body stiffened, "Your Highness, what... what are you doing?"

"Discussing the unfinished business from last night. Otherwise, Ali, you’re never satisfied and keep pushing me away," Si Yuting’s voice was haunting.

Qu Tong quickly backtracked, "Haha! I didn’t mean that, I was joking."

"Hmm," Si Yuting responded noncommittally.

Qu Tong rubbed against Si Yuting’s chest to curry favor, calling out in a soft and mushy voice, "Your Highness, you promised last night to let it go."

"You said that was last night."

Qu Tong: "..."