The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 378 - 377 Dangerous Temptation

Chapter 378: Chapter 377 Dangerous Temptation

"Cousin."

Qu Jiaojiao, holding an infant, walked out from the side and saw Qu Tong, resplendent in glory, envy flashed through her eyes and was gone.

Qu Tong watched as Si Xian’s guard stepped forward and stood beside Qu Jiaojiao, instantly understanding everything.

Qu Tong coldly sized up Qu Jiaojiao.

Since her family’s death, Qu Jiaojiao had always followed Lan Xingye.

Even the compensation demanded by the household servants had been repaid by Lan Weiying on her behalf.

Though Qu Tong didn’t know why Lan Weiying would do this, it was certainly not out of simple kindness.

The baby she was holding must be Lan Xingye’s son. Though Lan Xingye was scum, he wasn’t bad looking, and Qu Wanwan was considered a beauty; their son was indeed fair and delicate.

Qu Jiaojiao took a step forward, "Cousin, would you like to hold him for a moment?"

Qu Tong stepped back.

However, Qu Jiaojiao forcefully approached her and let go of her hands.

The infant fell straight down, and Qu Jiaojiao cried out in alarm, "Ah!"

Qu Tong’s face darkened and she quickly stretched out her hands to catch the child.

Just a few months old, the baby started crying loudly after getting scared.

Instantly drawing the attention of everyone around.

Lan Xingye, who had come over at some point, began to chastise her, "You woman, how vicious. Not only did you harm my big brother, but you also want to harm my child."

Lan Xingye stepped forward wanting to take the child, and though Qu Tong frowned and appeared impatient, she still stepped aside.

She noticed an older woman who had followed Lan Xingye and had her gaze fixed on the child, showing a pained expression — probably the nanny or someone who took care of the infant.

Qu Tong handed the baby to her.

The nanny rocked the infant and cooed a few words, immediately stopping the crying.

Lan Xingye, frustrated at not receiving the child, could only continue his earlier accusations.

"Don’t you know how difficult it is to have a child these days?"

"Oh, I forgot, you wouldn’t know, you will never have a child of your own."

"Brother Xingye, don’t say that. Cousin really likes children, she even said before that she definitely wants to have two kids in the future."

Having grown up following Qu Wanwan, Qu Jiaojiao had learned a bit of Qu Wanwan’s manipulative charm.

With a delicate air, she clung to Lan Xingye’s hand and leaned in close.

Their coaxed performance, combined with the whispering around them.

Qu Tong finally understood what the Lan Family’s invitation was all about.

Regardless of whether she held the child today or not, Lan Xingye and Qu Jiaojiao would try to drive a wedge between her and Si Yuting’s relationship.

If she didn’t hold the child, she could also be labeled as viciously jealous.

But it was destined that their scheme would fail.

Indeed, she had said those words before, but they were said by the original body’s owner.

Pity she wasn’t the original owner.

"If His Excellency the God of War cannot have children, you conspire..."

"Slap!"

The loud sound of a slap suddenly muted the scene.

No one expected Qu Tong to slap someone out of the blue, so Lan Xingye hadn’t time to dodge, or perhaps Qu Tong was just too fast.

"Even with a Fertility Value of zero, His Excellency is a hundred times better than a scumbag like you," Qu Tong’s voice was icy, her expression mocking, "Using your own child as a gamble, do you even deserve to be a father?"

Then she turned to Qu Jiaojiao, "Eager to be a stepmother, aren’t you afraid of ending up just like Qu Wanwan?"

Qu Tong had no intention of wasting time on such trivial disputes and walked towards the grandstand.

Left behind, Qu Jiaojiao’s face was pale as death, and Lan Xingye, hand covering his burning cheek, seemed still in shock.

The fight in the Beast Fighting Arena had ended, and due to the commotion here, the next match had not begun.

However, outside the arena, public opinion started to shift due to Qu Tong’s unexpected reaction.

People began to whisper about Lan Xingye’s irresponsibility, and there were even conspiracy theories suggesting Qu Jiaojiao had done it on purpose to climb the ranks.

Qu Tong’s brief speech conveyed a wealth of information, enough to set everyone’s minds racing.

Standing outside the arena, Lan Weiying’s beautiful eyes were gloomy, and the purple crystal on her wrist clattered as she flung it around.

Useless!

Qu Tong felt as if there were thorns in her back. She turned around to see a red wave of aggressive spiritual power with a deadly intention, drawing near.

Her eyes hardened, and without thinking, she erected a Spirit Power Barrier in front of her.

The SSS-rank spiritual power with a special ability was not something Xuan Ping could withstand.

The invisible wind of spiritual power dissipated around the Spirit Power Barrier before it could reach it, with only a residual force failing to stop in time and getting dispersed by the barrier.

It was a trap!

Qu Tong’s face instantly turned cold.

The wave of heat dissipated, and not a single person in the venue made a sound. They all held their breath, their eyes widened in concentration.

Everyone saw the Spirit Power Barrier in front of Qu Tong, and those close enough could feel the substantial spiritual fluctuations.

Si Xian stood up from his seat, as if he had anticipated this.

"It seems that The Prince’s Consort also needs to retest her spiritual power," he said.

Qu Tong pursed her lips, giving no answer, nor did she make any move.

Si Xian frowned displeasedly, the residual authority of a former emperor beginning to show, "Are you intending to defy an order?"

Qu Tong took two steps forward from behind Xuan Ping to face Si Xian’s oppressive gaze.

"What right do you have to order me?" she asked.

"Hiss~"

A collective gasp sounded from the crowd.

The Prince’s Consort was truly brave.

To dare speak to the king in such a way.

One must say, how domineering!

How charming!

How utterly heedless of one’s own life!

Qu Tong’s gaze, cold and substantial, turned towards the man next to Si Xian.

"Does Marshal Hanchi not know that without my spiritual power, I would have been seriously injured today?" she asked.

"The fact is that you do have spiritual power, and it is no less than SSS-rank," Li Hanchi said lightly, focusing only on the result, ignoring the possible severe consequences.

"Heh~," Qu Tong let out a cold laugh, her fondness for the newly appointed Marshal completely extinguished.

In the tense atmosphere, the imperial couple hurried over upon receiving the news.

The Lan Family rented the Royal Hunting Ground for the charity event, which wasn’t far from the Imperial Palace.

The Royal Guard immediately cleared the Beast Fighting Arena, dispersing the irrelevant personnel.

Si Xian turned to the imperial couple, his anger apparent: "This is the daughter-in-law you chose for us!"

"I always had a good eye," the Empress said elegantly and calmly nodding her head.

Si Xian’s face grew even darker.

Si Chen came forward with a headache to mediate, "Father, there might have been a misunderstanding."

"What misunderstanding could there be about your daughter-in-law retaking a spiritual power test?" Si Xian scoffed coldly.

The imperial couple exchanged glances. The Empress approached Qu Tong while Si Chen stayed to calm Si Xian.

The Empress, clearly seeing Qu Tong’s reluctance, took Qu Tong’s hand and whispered, "Tongtong, if you don’t want to take the test, we won’t take it. Your father will handle that old man."

The Empress’s approach took Qu Tong by surprise, and for a moment, she forgot to withdraw her hand.

The Empress smiled affectionately, evidently a bit excited, "But Tongtong, can you tell mother if your Spiritual Power Level really is SSS-rank? I promise not to tell anyone."

Qu Tong knew she had been thoroughly exposed this time, and nonchalantly nodded her head.

"Good, good, good!" The Empress repeated ’good’ three times.

If not for the people around, Qu Tong suspected the Empress might burst out laughing joyously.

Si Yuting also strode in from the entrance, followed by Xuan Ping, who had just quietly slipped away.