Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife

Chapter 628: Madness or Enlightenment?

"Yue’er..."

Li Qingmu spoke with difficulty, his voice incredibly hoarse, even struggling to pronounce the last syllable correctly.

He clutched his chest, slowly collapsing onto the ground.

The glazed tiles before him seemed like a dream, gradually dispersing into multiple shadows, becoming increasingly blurry.

His consciousness also began to blur.

Pain!

Pain that stabbed through his heart and crushed his bones!

So painful he couldn’t breathe, as if everything around him had stopped operating!

Perhaps because he had endured for so long before, this moment the pain surged up, making it almost unbearable.

Several times, he almost passed out.

But in the end, he still endured bravely.

He knew, he could not fall now, absolutely could not, otherwise, his memory’s recovery would be exposed, and then, he would be planted with poisonous insects, becoming a walking corpse.

Yue’er and Rui’er were gone, he had no will to live, but he could not die now!

If he died now, his remains would forever be in Daliang, forever becoming rootless duckweed!

He had to find a way to leave here, return to Dazhou, at least, he wanted to be buried with Yue’er, Rui’er, to reunite the family of three!

He took several deep breaths of cold air, calming himself down.

His limbs were nearly numb with pain, he tried to get up, but his limbs were weak and powerless.

The time to rest was limited, he didn’t know how long it had been when he was distracted, anyway, he had to recover quickly, he couldn’t show any flaws.

He took another deep breath, his mind gradually started functioning again.

"Yue’er, who harmed you two? I must find them and avenge you!"

As he said these words, Li Qingmu painfully closed his eyes once more.

Rong Si, could it be you, my mother?

If so, then his life would truly be a great joke.

"Eldest Young Master, are you awake?"

Outside, a maid’s crisp and pleasant voice suddenly came through, carrying a hint of coquettishness.

She was one of the few palace maids serving him, exceptionally beautiful, regularly giving him flirtatious glances. Li Qingmu squinted his eyes and said blandly, "I’m practicing cultivation, just wait a bit."

"Yes!"

The voice outside was still sweet and tender.

Li Qingmu shifted his gaze slightly, he had been performing well these days, Rong Si had been much more at ease with him, even letting State Preceptor You Su teach him cultivation.

This cultivation practice wasn’t just simple swordplay; there was also an Inner Strength Method.

You Su said that he had suffered a severe injury before, leaving him with hidden ailments, he needed this Cultivation Technique to compensate, hence starting the training. But this Cultivation Technique was somewhat fierce and domineering, one shouldn’t rush, else it might lead to madness.

Li Qingmu looked at the mess in the room, a touch of blood flashed in his dark pupils, he recited You Su’s technique mantra backwards immediately.

Instantly, all the meridians in his body twisted, terrifying chaotic energy surged through him.

"Mmph!"

Li Qingmu spit out a mouthful of fresh blood once again, and he fainted.

The maid outside heard the commotion, rushed in, seeing Li Qingmu lying in a pool of blood, greatly alarmed: "Someone, come quickly, the Eldest Young Master is in trouble!"

The Liang Imperial Palace suddenly became chaotic, Rong Si hurriedly arrived.

Coming along was also State Preceptor You Su.

"What’s happening?"

Rong Si looked coldly at the palace maids serving Li Qingmu, her expression could devour them.

The women were scared, rushed to plead guilty: "Princess, Eldest Young Master said he was practicing, so we did not dare to disturb, who knew...it’s the maid’s fault, please Princess punish!"

"Hmph, if anything happens to Mu’er, you all will accompany in burial!"

Rong Si snorted coldly, whatever happened, Li Qingmu was her flesh and blood, she was heartbroken.

The Imperial Physicians examined Li Qingmu, only prescribed some medicine, once they left, You Su said: "Princess, Eldest Young Master practiced and went mad, fortunately, the symptoms aren’t severe, compared to you back then, much milder."

"Hmm." Rong Si’s heart settled, yet her gaze remained cold.

Back then...if she hadn’t gone mad practicing, she wouldn’t have lost her memory, wouldn’t have become Qi Yun’s Imperial Concubine, nor would she have given birth to Li Qingmu?

This child made her headache so much, luckily, now, much more obedient.

She took a deep breath, discarded these unpleasant thoughts, said indifferently: "State Preceptor, could you check if there will be any issues from going mad this time? Also, when will he wake up?"

You Su stroked his beard, contemplated: "There’s no major issue, but can’t definitively say not, as you’ve deeply experienced. Practicing this technique affects one’s temperament."

He glanced at Rong Si, seeing no dissatisfaction, continued, "This technique is overly fierce and dominant, easily turns a person irritable, especially after going mad, even more evident, but it isn’t a bad thing."

Rong Si considered, said: "Indeed, this child is too gentle, maybe due to being spoiled in Dazhou by that woman, now, it’s good if he becomes irritable, at least, a real man should be fierce and decisive!"

"The Princess is wise!"

"Alright, since there’s no problem, there’s no need to bother the State Preceptor, please."

"Yes, farewell!"

You Su left calmly, Rong Si went to Li Qingmu’s bedside, seeing her unconscious son, slightly furrowed her brow, "Perhaps, this is a good thing."

Finished, she also left, taking the maids with her, to not disturb his rest.

The whole room immediately left with only Li Qingmu.

He lay quietly on the bed, after half an incense stick time passed, his eyelids moved slightly, then slowly opened his eyes.

A touch of blood flashed in his eyes.

For reasons unknown, he seemed to fall into a semi-unconscious state more easily than anyone, so, he heard everything You Su and Rong Si said.

Becoming irritable, ruthless, bloodthirsty?

He shifted his gaze slightly, revealing a contemptuous cold smile.

This might be what they call, a blessing in disguise?

Almost exposed he hadn’t lost his memory, due to his arbitrary actions, surprisingly achieving such effects?

Does this mean, however his temperament changes next, will be natural and reasonable?

If so, that’s great!

"Mother, perhaps, this is destiny! I must leave Daliang, return to Yue’er!"

He muttered to himself, then continued resting with closed eyes.

Just now that madness caused some damage to his body, he must recuperate well.

And now, he could only recuperate!

"Yue’er, wait for me, I will return."

He silently chanted in his heart.