Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 495: Perhaps It’s Fate!

Queen Qiao’s fair wrist was mercilessly grabbed by him, leaving red marks, yet Queen Qiao kept smiling.

"You’re aware that couple has been causing trouble? But why haven’t they been eliminated?"

Pang Wenzheng’s eyes were gloomy: "They’re as cunning as foxes, can’t be caught!" He paused, then sneered, "Hasn’t the Empress also failed several times?"

Queen Qiao smiled lightly: "What does it matter if I fail? As long as my position as Queen is secure, other matters mean nothing to me!"

"When the nest is overturned, how can eggs remain intact? Empress, Consort Li has entered the palace, they’re of the same ilk. You think you can remain uninvolved? Hmph, only by truly joining forces do we have a slim chance!"

After saying this, Pang Wenzheng turned and left.

Queen Qiao slightly tilted her head, watching his departing figure. As he was about to disappear completely, she suddenly said, "Do you know why the Emperor favors that couple so much?"

The figure paused slightly, then continued away.

"If you want to topple them, ordinary means won’t work, you have to go to extremes. It’s better to conserve your strength and wait for the right moment than to keep exposing yourself now."

"It’s too late..."

After an unknown amount of time, a faint voice drifted over; Queen Qiao tilted her head and chuckled softly, "Well then... I have no choice!"

...

"How is it?"

In Chaoyang Palace, Qi Yun nervously inquired about the situation from Chen Zhong.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Duanmu and Master Qian Jia have already prepared the antidote; it’s currently in the testing phase. They mentioned that a few more ingredients need adjustment to achieve optimal results."

Qi Yun frowned: "How much longer? The number of people poisoned is increasing, even I have been feeling lethargic these past few days! Also, why hasn’t that burial pit been burned or filled in? Leaving it open will only spread more poison!"

He truly is the Emperor, seeing the crux of the problem at a glance.

If Qian Jia were here, he would certainly praise "remarkable."

Chen Zhong said: "Your Majesty, that’s what Monk Qian Jia instructed, the specifics... this old servant does not know!"

Qi Yun rubbed his head in annoyance, "Go, issue my decree, and ask that Qian Jia why it is so?"

Chen Zhong hurried to fulfill the task, and soon brought back some news.

"Qian Jia said the time is about right, the pit can be burned now, and he’s already gone himself!"

Qi Yun’s hand on the tabletop trembled slightly, then he picked up the Purple Jade Inkstone and smashed it outside.

"Bang!"

The inkstone shattered completely!

"Damn it, damn it, that monk... go, bring that monk to me!"

It must be intentional, definitely intentional!

That damn monk surely let so many people get poisoned deliberately!

Just as Chen Zhong was about to turn around to carry out the order, Qi Yun suddenly changed his mind and shouted, "Come back!"

Chen Zhong was surprised, "Your Majesty?"

"Let it be! Don’t mention this for now, go to Duanmu Nan and ask him when Li Qingmu and Long Yue’s poison will be cured?"

The Emperor truly is fickle; he was just saying to seize him, and now he’s changed his mind.

Chen Zhong dared not have any complaints and went over to Duanmu Nan.

"Mr. Duanmu, how is the situation?"

"It’s soon, those poisoned are already recovering, though the effect is still slightly lacking, but..." he glanced at Li Qingmu, "he can use the medicine, Yue’er can’t!"

"Why?"

"Yue’er is pregnant, it must be gentle!"

"Good, in that case, I’ll trouble Mr. Duanmu!"

"She’s my disciple, it’s no trouble at all."

Duanmu Nan then administered acupuncture and medicine to Li Qingmu.

Actually, Li Qingmu could have started earlier, but the burial pit was still there, the poison constantly seeping out, rendering the medicine ineffective immediately.

But since Qian Jia handled it, judging by the time, it’s almost ready.

Indeed, an hour later, Li Qingmu slowly awakened.

He looked blankly at the beam above but the confusion lasted only a moment before he sat up abruptly, "Yue’er, where is Yue’er?"

"Yue’er still needs to wait a little longer."

Duanmu Nan’s voice came.

Li Qingmu turned, indeed seeing Yue’er lying beside him; he hurried to check her condition.

Thankfully, her complexion was much better, though she remained unconscious.

"Rest assured, Master Qian Jia has already dealt with the poison, once I adjust the medication, she can be detoxified."

"Good, thank you!"

Li Qingmu stayed by Long Yue’s side all the while, worried that if he left, something might happen to Yue’er. After accompanying her for two full hours, Qian Jia returned.

"Amitabha, Master Duanmu, you can carry out the rescue!"

"Good!"

Li Qingmu watched as Qian Jia took a talisman from his bosom, lightly flicked it, and the talisman burned into a pile of ash.

He mixed the ash into water, and Duanmu Nan placed a medicine pill into the water.

The medicine dissolved instantly, transforming into a cup of slightly yellow water.

"Mr. Duanmu?"

Li Qingmu saw him about to give this water to Long Yue and his face changed slightly.

If he hadn’t seen it, it might have been fine, but having seen it, how could he let Yue’er drink this?

That’s paper ash!

Duanmu Nan said: "Don’t worry, Master Qian Jia wouldn’t harm Yue’er!"

Li Qingmu fell silent, looking at Duanmu Nan and Qian Jia.

Since when did these two become so trusting of each other?

But there was no other choice; even the Imperial Physician was helpless, so everything had to be risked.

"I’ll do it!"

He personally fed the medicine to Long Yue, while Qian Jia chanted sutras and Duanmu Nan administered acupuncture.

"Cough, cough... cough, cough..."

Long Yue’s delicate brows furrowed as a burst of urgent coughs sounded, her body trembled slightly, and suddenly, "pfft", a mouthful of black blood was spat out!

After spitting out the black blood, Long Yue gradually regained consciousness.

"A Mu..."

"Yue’er!"

Li Qingmu was ecstatic, tightly embracing Long Yue.

Truly, he almost thought he was going to lose her!

After a moment of tenderness, he gratefully looked towards Duanmu Nan and Qian Jia, then got up and approached Qian Jia.

"If the younger brother offended earlier, I beg the master’s forgiveness!"

"Amitabha, saving one life is better than building a seven-tier pagoda, you are too polite! Now that the matter is resolved, this poor monk should leave!"

"Master is leaving so soon?"

Li Qingmu’s address suddenly changed to master, this shift in position was truly shameless.

Qian Jia pressed his hands together: "This poor monk came originally to lend aid, with my duty fulfilled, I should leave, I should leave, if I don’t leave, I’ll be struck by lightning!"

Uh?

Li Qingmu was slightly confused, not understanding what he meant by this?

Duanmu Nan was beside him struggling to hold back laughter; this was one of his rare moments of losing composure, mainly because Master Qian Jia had previously used so many lives as test subjects, but now appeared so serious while saying "saving one life is better than building a seven-tier pagoda", truly...

Decorum scattered everywhere!

"Master, walk slowly!"

Not wanting to tear down the stage, Duanmu Nan and Li Qingmu couple saw him out together.

"No need for a send-off, farewell, this poor monk bids farewell!"

The three watched Monk Qian Jia depart into the distance, Long Yue lowered her eyes and softly murmured: "Who is he exactly? Why did he come to help us?"

"Perhaps it’s destiny!"

Duanmu Nan said.