Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife

Chapter 632: Putting Auntie in a Tough Spot!

Rong Si looked at the young man in front of her, who was a whole head taller than herself, and unexpectedly felt a sense of "my son has finally grown up."

Truly, this feeling had never occurred before!

Before, she had always worried that Li Qingmu might suddenly remember something, and she would have to resort to extreme measures to control him.

But now, all worries and doubts have disappeared with the wind!

A rare, joyful smile appeared on Rong Si’s face as she gently caressed Li Qingmu’s face.

"For Mu’er to say such things, it brings great comfort to a mother. It shows my son has truly grown up, good, good, good!"

Rong Si said "good" three times in a row, then turned and said, "Someone, reward the Eldest Young Master greatly!"

"Mother, I do not need any reward. It is only right between mother and son, I am merely doing what I ought to do!"

These words made Rong Si even more at ease. She nodded repeatedly: "Good, good! Zhi Jin, take good care of the young master for the next few days."

"This servant obeys!"

"Mu’er, if you need anything, just tell Zhi Jin, and she will get it done."

"Thank you, Mother."

"Haha, child, I’ve said it is what should be done between mother and son, no need to be so polite." After speaking, she turned to You Su beside her, "State Preceptor, I apologize for making you come for nothing."

"Serving the Princess is never a hardship."

"Good, good!"

Rong Si once again felt joyful.

"Mu’er, rest well, Mother will take her leave first."

"Respectfully seeing Mother off!"

Rong Si left with her entourage, and Zhi Jin stayed behind temporarily. She came to Li Qingmu, showing respect: "Eldest Young Master."

Li Qingmu looked at her with a calm expression, a fleeting, elusive playfulness in his dark eyes.

Since Zhi Jin had helped him bathe last time, her gaze towards him had changed.

That look, with a hint of green light, was like a starving wolf seeing a delicious lamb, eager to devour it on the spot!

He suddenly remembered each time after being with Yue’er, her disdainful expression shouting "scoundrel" with childish charm, and Li Qingmu’s expression turned somber.

But then, he let out a contemptuous cold smile.

If he’s a scoundrel, then he would be a scoundrel to the fullest!

"Aunt Zhi Jin."

He looked up, showing a gentle, lamb-like smile, "My hair is a bit messy, can you help me tidy it up?"

His voice was so soft, it made one’s heart tremble.

Zhi Jin hurriedly said, "Young Master is too polite, since the Princess asked me to take good care of the Young Master, of course, you may command me as you please."

Tsk, that sounded a bit ambiguous.

Moreover, an indescribable flavor lingered within.

A hint of sarcasm flashed through Li Qingmu’s eyes, which Zhi Jin didn’t see because she shyly lowered her head.

"Then, I must trouble you, Aunt."

Zhi Jin did not realize she was being used by Li Qingmu. Looking at the exceptionally handsome man before her, she felt her heart pounding as if it would leap out of her throat.

She felt a surge of heat rise from within her body, reaching her neck and face. Afraid her appearance would be seen, she quickly bowed her head.

She tried hard to conceal her inner anxiety and shyness, but the more she concealed, the redder her face became, till she became red as a cooked crab.

Li Qingmu felt no mental burden from this; for someone whose heart was already dead, nothing mattered anymore.

He quietly got up from the bed and sat down nearby, calling softly: "Aunt?"

Only then did Zhi Jin snap out of her daze, hurriedly grabbing a Jade Comb to tidy Li Qingmu’s disheveled jet-black hair.

Every time she touched Li Qingmu, her heart trembled, and even her breath quickened.

She knew this was not right; she belonged to the Princess. How could she easily fall for another?

Once a person falls for another, they often lose the ability to judge truth and falsehood, right and wrong. She must not, absolutely must not!

Yet, perhaps her heart had been barren for too long, it needed nourishment, and she could not help but draw close to this gentle, handsome man.

Just as her mind was in chaos, Li Qingmu suddenly turned around, curiously asking, "Aunt, why is your hand shaking? Are you feeling unwell?"

His voice was magnetic like a heavenly tune, Zhi Jin felt she was going to suffocate, and she suddenly knelt down, "Young Master, this servant..."

She stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Li Qingmu gave her a deep look, seemingly in thought.

"I understand, men and women should not touch; I’ve made things difficult for you."

After saying this, Li Qingmu stood up and bowed to Zhi Jin: "Aunt, it was my oversight earlier, please do not take it to heart."

"Young Master, you go too far; this servant cannot bear such courtesy!"

Having the master apologize is a taboo between master and servant. If the Princess were to find out, she would surely be harshly punished.

After all, it was her problem.

She wanted to stop Li Qingmu from bowing, but in her haste, her hand accidentally touched his.

There is a difference between a man’s hand and a woman’s, especially since Li Qingmu came to Daliang and was often taught martial arts by You Su, gaining many calluses.

That rough feeling was so real, but also gave a reassuring sense.

"I’m sorry! Please forgive me, Young Master!"

She said softly, then turned and ran outside, as if pursued by a terrifying beast!

Li Qingmu watched her panic-stricken retreat, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up in a mocking smile.

Scoundrel?

Perhaps, he truly is a scoundrel!

"Stop, you are not allowed inside!"

Suddenly, a stern shout came from outside; it was the guard in charge, presumably stopping someone?

"We have urgent matters to see the Eldest Young Master!"

"Hmph, do you think the Eldest Young Master is someone you can meet just because you say so?"

"..."

Amid the commotion outside, Li Qingmu recognized the voices, knowing who had come, Zhang Liulang and Yang Shiqi!

These two have actually returned?

He donned his robe and got up to go out.

"Who is making such a ruckus outside?"

He stood with hands behind his back, his voice cold.

The guard immediately replied in a respectful tone, "Your Highness, Eldest Young Master, these two claim to have urgent matters to report to you."

"Oh? Urgent matters?" Li Qingmu looked over coldly, fixing his gaze on Yang Shiqi and Zhang Liulang, "Since it’s urgent, why not first seek the Princess? What business do you have with me?"

Zhang Liulang: "The Princess is discussing matters with the State Preceptor, we couldn’t enter, but the matter is urgent, so we thought to find you, Eldest Young Master!"

Li Qingmu’s gaze shifted slightly as he said, "Even if it’s a matter of life and death, it should be decided by Mother. You two wait outside Fengming Palace."

"Understood!"

Once they went far, Li Qingmu turned to the palace maid attending to him and said, "Prepare my attire, I shall head to Fengming Palace!"