Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 785

"Yes sir!" Wei Yuanwei thought for a while, "He won't come back so soon. During this time, help me find someone!"

Wei Yuanwei suddenly turned her eyes and said to Han Yue.

In the end, in the large system of the underworld clans, she only knew a little about them, but the people who truly knew the underworld clans, were Cang Chu.

Calculating the time, it was about time Cang Chu left the underworld clans and came to the three nations.

"Who?" Han Yue asked.

"Send someone to wait at Yu Building. That person will appear soon, his name is Cang Chu!"

Whether it was betrayal, she would know when Cang Chu came.

And at this time, even if Cang Chu truly betrayed her, he would still stand on the same side as her.

"Yes sir!" After Han Yue finished this sentence, he walked out.

Su'er played around in the pharmacy for a long time before finally letting go of her hair.

Sweat trickled down her forehead as she ran in panting with a bowl in her hands.

"Mother, mother, even the pansies have been mashed. Can you look at the water from Su'er?" Su'er tiptoed and brought the bowl to Wei Yuanwei.

Wei Yuanwei opened her eyes and took a look: "Just nice!"

"Mother, what's wrong with you? Where was the injury? Did the young master hit you? " Su'er looked at her mother with heartache.

She had never seen her mother look so haggard, causing her to feel a wave of anxiety and heartache.

"You drugged your father?" Wei Yuanwei's tone did not have any ripple.

Su'er pouted her lips and her pout grew even higher. Her eyes blinked and faint tears flowed out from her eyes.

"Mn, Su'er originally wanted mother and young master to … But who would have thought that the Young Master would go to the Imperial Palace and drink with another woman … " The more Su'er spoke, the more her delicate little face wrinkled. It was extremely uncomfortable.

Your father won't do anything to let me down. Your mother knows that you are doing this for the sake of my father, but you are wrong about this matter. Your father is different from those people in the Jade Clan. Wei Yuanwei looked at Su'er and felt her heart ache.

Wasn't it because Su'er had seen too many concubines use this medicine to fight for a favor?!

"Su'er is wrong, Su'er will never do it again, but how can Young Master injure Mother like this? I want to find Young Master and take revenge for Mother!" Su'er's tears fell uncontrollably, her expression was extremely resolute.

"It's not your father's fault. He can't control himself!"

"He can't even control himself, what kind of man is he!" But Su'er still insisted on ruthlessly beating up the Young Master to avenge his mother and vent her anger.

She was just a mother like this. She was fine before, and so many men treated her mother like a treasure. But what about him? He actually dared to injure his mother to such an extent.

Did he think that just because he was her father he was that amazing? She did not recognize this father.

"Su'er, stop!" Wei Yuanwei panicked and sat up. The pain of her skin tearing caused Wei Yuanwei's pale face to wrinkle.

"This really has nothing to do with your father. You just stay here quietly and don't move. Don't go out and cause trouble for me!" Wei Yuanwei endured the pain.

Seeing Wei Yuanwei's unwell state, Su'er's face was full of nervousness.

Wei Yuanwei was still gratified in her heart. Although the Su'er was mischievous, she was more sensible than her.

"Your master might come over in the next few days. If you want to see your master earlier, then don't cause trouble for me, and don't even mention getting revenge for me!"

When Su'er heard the two words "Master," he immediately revealed a somewhat joyous expression. "Really, is Master really coming to see me soon?"

"Yes, so don't cause trouble for me, and don't make any claims, understand?" Mu Jin was unconscious, and she could not even move from her bed. She would definitely not be able to walk for two or three days, so if Su'er were to stir up any trouble at this time, she really could not do anything about it.

Su'er nodded strongly, her teary eyes flas.h.i.+ng with excitement: "Su'er will definitely listen obediently, definitely will not cause trouble for Mother!"

"Alright, then comb your hair and put your clothes back on. After breakfast, practice in the small courtyard. If your master knows that your Qing Gong has regressed, he will definitely be unhappy!" Wei Yuanwei knew that once she took out Cang Chu, the Su'er would definitely listen to him obediently.

In the eyes of the Su'er, Cang Chu was just like his father.

Fear and love!

Su'er nodded again, "Mother, you haven't eaten breakfast yet, right? Then Su'er will go and get breakfast for Mother!"

Su'er wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeve and walked out.

Then, Wei Yuanwei let out a light sigh. Such a cute, sensible daughter with a husband who loved her as if she was his life, why couldn't the heavens let their family live together peacefully?

Even if they shed all of their radiance, she would still feel satisfied like an ordinary couple!

But why? Things always happen this way and that?

Did the heavens envy her for having such a loving husband and such a sensible and lively daughter?

No one dared to pa.s.s the tightly shut gates of the Jiangnan Courtyard. Even if it was a busy street in front of them, people would rather take a detour than take a step near the Jiangnan Courtyard.

Until the busy street was empty again.

A man wearing a coquettish red robe held an oil-paper umbrella painted with plum blossoms, as if he was walking through spring. Everywhere he pa.s.sed, a bright and beautiful flower would bloom.

He then walked towards the Jiangnan Courtyard in a flirtatious manner.

The person under the umbrella lightly smiled, as if a bewitching peony flower had bloomed at the corner of his lips.

She spread out her lily-white hands, revealing a small, unique gourd inside.

He lightly tapped on the door a few times. A moment later, the door opened, but no one appeared next to it.

The man slowly squatted down. His ink-like hair slipped from his shoulders. The fiery red robe that fell to the ground was like a camellia in full bloom. It was as if there was a raging fire in the air.

After putting down the small gourd in his hand, the man looked at the pitch black Jiangnan Courtyard.

Then, he gently rotated the umbrella bone in his hand, turned around, and elegantly left.

A small gourd lay quietly on the ground. When the wind blew, the small gourd made a small sound.

Han Yue picked up the small gourd on the ground.

Under the moonlight, every stroke of the gourd was carved with exquisite and complex patterns.