CHAPTER 263: CHAPTER 263: LADY XUE’S ILL INTENTIONS!

Long Yue furrowed her elegant brows, vaguely remembering a major case from her past life—the Daliang Envoy Assassination!

The envoys from Liang Country were audacious enough to commit an assassination at the imperial banquet where His Majesty the Emperor received them!

The murder weapon was hidden in a wine jar from Xieji Restaurant.

The wine was reserved for the court, sealed with beeswax. Once opened, it couldn’t be resealed. The wine was checked by specific personnel upon arrival, so no mistakes would occur.

Consequently, because the weapon was hidden in the wine jar, the Emperor believed that Xieji Restaurant was involved in the assassination. The Xie Family was subjected to a house search; the Family Head and direct descendants were beheaded, while the remaining male members were exiled as slaves and the females forced into military prostitution.

It was truly tragic!

Long Yue didn’t expect that Xieji was the home of Su Shi’s grandfather, which left her momentarily stunned.

"Yue’er, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Li Qingmu placed a piece of fish on Long Yue’s plate, only to find her in a daze.

"Huh? It’s nothing... I might be a little tired..."

Long Yue snapped back to reality and quickly shook her head. This matter could only be kept in her heart; saying it aloud would likely have her taken for a fool.

"Indeed, you’ve been busy all day today."

As a devoted husband, he naturally believed everything his wife said without question.

Su Shi, understanding and considerate, smiled and said, "In that case, why don’t we head back and let our sister-in-law have a good rest!"

"Oh, no need, I’m fine... really, I haven’t even eaten yet. Wouldn’t I be hungry by night?"

"How about I prepare you some supper later?"

"No, eating that will make me a little pig!"

Long Yue hummed in discontent, and Li Qingmu lightly chuckled, "It doesn’t matter, dear. Whatever you become, I won’t mind!"

Tsk, with this display of affection, Su Shi and Yang Zhuoya couldn’t help but laugh.

The dinner proceeded as usual, and after eating, Su Shi and his wife went back. Long Yue washed up and sat by the bed.

Li Qingmu came in, closed the door, and asked, "Is there something wrong with Xieji Restaurant?"

Uh... Long Yue was taken aback. Li Qingmu’s intuition was too sharp. Just from her inquiring about Xieji Restaurant and her demeanor, he deduced the underlying issue. This man, his intellect was simply extraordinary.

"Really, it’s nothing!"

Long Yue swatted away the mischievous hand Li Qingmu extended, wearing a look of disdain.

This troublesome man, if he got his way, she wouldn’t be able to walk comfortably the next day.

"My dear..."

The man looked at her with an aggrieved expression as if saying he couldn’t live unless she complied.

Seeing this, Long Yue felt a pang of softness in her heart and unconsciously placed her hand in his palm, "Xieji Restaurant, I just had a dream once before, a bad scene involving it, which made me a bit restless. Think about it; Xieji Restaurant is something I only heard of for the first time. Why would I encounter it in a dream?"

Li Qingmu was astonished, "Is this a warning?"

"Yes, I think it’s a kind of divine warning!"

"If that’s the case, isn’t it too unbelievable?"

Long Yue shook her head, "No, just like you, you always say you can sense danger, right?"

At this moment, Long Yue paused.

Her husband often had a special ability, exceptionally perceptive—could it be that he was reborn too?

No, it couldn’t be!

Long Yue hurriedly dismissed that chaotic thought. If Li Qingmu really retained memories from his past life, he surely would have avoided that assassination two years ago.

Li Qingmu saw Long Yue deep in thought again and couldn’t help but frown slightly.

He didn’t want his little wife to overthink and get worn out. He reached out and gently pulled her into his embrace, "Don’t think about these things anymore. When signs emerge in the future, then we’ll consider it, alright? You’ve been busy all day; you should rest now."

Long Yue softly nodded.

The light went out, and they drifted into sleep.

...

Li Qingmu went to the Upper Court again, and the lovely time for two passed, with Long Yue continuing her busy work at the farm.

After the recent arson incident, Long Yue awarded each person with a string of coins. As a result, the farm’s cohesion became stronger than before. To prevent any wrongdoing, patrolling took place every night.

Upon arrival, Long Yue found the farmers packing bundles of medicinal herbs into burlap sacks, loading them onto a horse carriage.

"Madam, you’re here? We’ve already packed everything up; shall we send it over to Mr. Duanmu later?"

The farmers greeted her eagerly as she approached.

"Is everything collected?"

"Yes, Madam, please have a look!"

Long Yue went over and checked; indeed, all the herbs that could be collected on the estate were gathered, making her joyful, "Excellent, we’ll send it to Mr. Duanmu later... actually, I’ll go myself, it’s been quite some time since I last saw the old gentleman!"

...

Baicao Lane.

This was a very quiet little alleyway with few people passing by. Duanmu Nan’s medical clinic was located here.

The clinic name had been revised several times before being finalized as "Yangxin Residence." In Duanmu Nan’s words, inferior doctors treat disease, competent doctors treat people, superior doctors prevent disease, and they can also govern a country.

However, no matter the case, many illnesses originate from the heart.

If someone’s mind is troubled, all kinds of big and small sicknesses will follow.

To nourish the heart is to nourish the human spirit.

A light early-summer rain fell last night, leaving the ground a bit slippery. A pair of exquisitely crafted embroidered shoes lightly tread on the muddy stone path, getting dirty without causing any heartache.

A pale pink hemmed skirt dragged on the ground, leaving clean stone slabs in its wake as the embroidered shoes moved forward.

"Madam, your skirt is getting dirty. Shall I lift it for you?"

Beside the figure in the pale pink skirt came the maid’s anxious voice.

"There’s no need."

A deep yet elegant voice sounded softly.

The speaker was a dignified and graceful lady, dressed in delicately beautiful clothing, with hair styled in an elaborate fashion. Three jewel-studded hairpins adorned her head, and her earrings were made of South Sea Pearls, about the size of quail eggs, gently swaying as she moved.

The lady was thirty years old, but her well-maintained appearance could pass for just twenty.

"Knock, knock!"

The lady gently approached a wooden door and knocked softly.

The door creaked open, revealing a woman who exclaimed, "Lady Xue, you’ve come again?"

"Yes, why, am I not welcome?"

Lady Xue smiled slightly, her smile poised and proper.

"Oh no, not at all!"

Yun Jin chuckled softly and welcomed her inside.

"Is Mr. Duanmu available?"

"He’s here, drying some herbs in the backyard. It rained last night, so some of the herbs got damp and need to be dried."

"Alright, I’ve been feeling restless lately and wanted to find a skilled doctor to have a look. It seems only Mr. Duanmu’s skills stand out here."

After speaking, Lady Xue gently massaged her forehead, looking fragile, like a willow swaying in the wind.

Yun Jin watched her affected retreating figure with a frown. This woman has been frequenting her senior brother lately, probably with ulterior motives!