Black Belly Wife

"It was a masked man who told me to do it. He said he would give me fifty taels of silver if I did what he said. Other than that, I don't know. I really don't. Don't kill me......please don't kill me......I don't want to die yet......"

"What kind of mask did that man wear? What other characteristics did he have?" Chu Changge asked.

"I don't know what kind of mask it is......" When the hooligan saw Chu Changge's expression suddenly changed, he immediately corrected himself by saying, "I remember. I remember......it was like a smiling monk...…"

"The Laughing Buddha!" Chu Changge and Murong Yunshu exclaimed out in unison.

"Could it be that Fang Hongfei is still alive?" East Guardian speculated.

South Guardian disagreed. "Impossible. At that time, the fire was so big that we saw the ship burn down with our own eyes. He had no chance to escape."

"Even if he had gotten away with it, with his serious injuries, he wouldn't have survived long at sea. Let alone come back alive." West Guardian analysed.

Murong Yunshu also thought there was no way Fang Hongfei could have a chance of survival, but facts spoke louder than words. Apart from Fang Hongfei, she could not think of another enemy wearing a Laughing Buddha mask. "Apart from the mask on his face, what other characteristics does that person have? For example, his hands are different from those of an ordinary person."

The hooligan answered, "He was wearing gloves. So I couldn't see his hands."

Murong Yunshu's heart sank at his words, and she looked at Chu Changge. Which person with normal limbs would wear gloves in this heat?

Chu Changge pondered for a moment and said to the little hooligan, "If you see that man again, tell him for me that I, Chu Changge, am extremely looking forward to meeting his good self."

"Yes, yes. I'll be sure to bring your message to him." The hooligan nodded his head like a pestle pounded the garlic as he tried frantically to escape.

"Who do you think is the most likely person to save Fang Hongfei?" Murong Yunshu asked Chu Changge.

Chu Changge: "Why are you so sure that someone rescued him?"

"Apart from someone helping him, can you find another reason that can explain why he is still alive until now?" Murong Yunshu asked instead of answering his question.

Chu Changge thought about it and replied with a wry smile, "I can't find any."

Murong Yunshu had already gotten the answer from Chu Changge's expression. Although the answer in her heart was the same as his, she still said comfortingly, "It's not necessarily Hua Tian Sheng." Although, it was most likely to be him. [T/C]

"You don't have to comfort me. From the night four years ago when he led the army to stop us from running away, there was no more brotherhood between him and me."

*

Murong Yunshu and Chu Changge returned to Murong Mansion with an incomparably heavy heart. As soon as they entered, they were pulled to the corner of the gate by Chief Steward Qian, with an expression as if the sky had fallen while saying, "Miss, Guye, this is disastrous!"

Seeing this scene, Murong Yunshu frowned slightly and asked, "What's happened for you to be in such a panic?"

"The Young Master......the Young Master, he......he was deceived by those wicked people and is running around the mansion in the Dragon Robe!"

Murong Yunshu raised an eyebrow and questioned, "Is it worth making a fuss over such a trivial matter?"

"Miss, this is not a small matter! Now the word of Guye's status as a Prince has spread through the mansion. Although no one in our mansion loves to gossip, things can be unpredictable. If someone leaks this out, it will be impossible to hide it!" Chief Steward Qian was so anxious that he stamped his foot. The translator also wants to stamp her foot if you read this chapter, not at xinshou blogpspot com.

Murong Yunshu, however, retained her breezy attitude. "Who said it had to be hidden?"

"Huh?" Chief Steward Qian froze. What did Miss mean by this statement? Dared he say, she wanted to make Guye's identity public?

"Just take care of the money. I will take care of the other things." After dropping these words, Murong Yunshu walked towards the inside of the mansion.

Chu Changge also threw a 'don't be so impatient' look to Chief Manager Qian. He leisurely smiled as he walked up and wrapped his arms around Murong Yunshu's waist, asking in a low voice, "Madam wants to betray her husband?"

"Your son has done everything to betray you. Where else would I have the opportunity to do so?" Murong Yunshu smiled coquettishly.

"……"

"Don't overthink about it. Since things have reached this stage, it's time for you to have the mindset of smashing a pot to pieces just because it's already cracked."

"……"

Chu Changge wondered how to punish the person who cracked the jar first when the initiator appeared in front of him, wrapped in......a bright yellow cloth.

Seeing how Chu Murong was dressed, the corners of Murong Yunshu's mouth trembled as well. She squatted down to untie the 'Dragon Robe' from his body and said, "Although business is difficult now, you can't just wrap a piece of cloth around you just to save money and then go out. This will bring shame to the Murong Mansion, do you know?"

With a reluctant face, Chu Murong stared at the cloth taken away by Murong Yunshu and said, "That is a Dragon Robe."

"This is just a piece of cloth. That is the dragon robe." Murong Yunshu said as she looked at the torn bright yellow Dragon Robe in Nie Qing's hand.

"But that one is too big for me to wear."

"You really want to wear a Dragon Robe?"

Chu Murong nodded seriously. "I want to."

Murong Yunshu: "But that Dragon Robe belongs to your Dad. Do you dare to fight with him?"

When Murong Yunshu said this, all the ministers who had come after Chu Murong were overjoyed. Was the Prince finally willing to return to the capital to ascend to the throne?

Chu Murong looked up faintly at his father and then shook his head honestly. "I won't dare."

You still have some conscience! Chu Changge snorted in his mind. Suddenly he realised that something was wrong. When did he say he wanted to wear the Dragon Robe?! "Madam, you......"

Murong Yunshu interrupted him with a smile. "Didn't you say on the night of our wedding that you would do anything for me? Being an Emperor for me this once, it's not a hard thing to do, right?"

"......it is not difficult, but it's just putting me in great inconvenience."

"Then, in that case, are you willing to put yourself in great inconvenience by taking over this mess for me?" Murong Yunshu asked with a smile.

Chu Changge asked, "Do you still need to ask?" In fact, as soon as the plague appeared, he realised that he had to be the Emperor.

All the ministers' hearts suddenly mixed with sadness and joy. The joy was that Chu Changge was finally willing to become the Emperor. The sadness was that......the supreme honour in their eyes, was actually a great inconvenience in his eyes......

*

Although Chu Changge had promised to become the Emperor, he did not immediately leave for the capital. The plague in Jinling City had not yet been brought under control. Thus, no one could go yet.

"The Imperial Court in the capital is empty and needs someone to go back to preside over the situation. I can't stay here for long." Nie Qing tried to convince Murong Yunshu to let him out of the city.

"Yeah. We also have to go to Hua Tuo Mountain to find my brother." Feng Ling said.

"If you want to leave the city, you should go and discuss it with Chu Changge." Murong Yunshu looked as if the matter was not of her concern. Ever since Chu Changge had agreed to become Emperor, the ministers had stopped pestering Murong Yunshu all day long and bothered Chu Changge instead. Murong Yunshu was happy to be free, and she no longer had to take half a step into the study. Occasionally, when Chief Steward Qian had business matters to consult with her, she would push them to Chu Murong. Gradually, the family's business began to be taken over by Chu Murong. Even though he was still young, he knew how to do business and had some ideas and opinions that even she was ashamed of. [+]

Feng Ling couldn't bear it any longer that she snatched the shovel out from the-insensitive-Murong Yunshu's hand and said, "Big Brother Chu is being prejudiced against Nie Qing and refuses to see him."

Murong Yunshu raised her dark eyebrows at her words and looked at Nie Qing. "Did you offend him?"

Nie Qing replied sullenly, "I don't know."

"That's odd. You're his Auxiliary Minister, and you haven't offended him. So how come he won't see you?" Murong Yunshu questioned.

Feng Ling pouted and complained, "What's so strange about that? Big Brother Chu is a person who is naturally temperamental and eccentric. Does he still need a reason if he doesn't want to see anyone?"

"That's true." Murong Yunshu smiled very approvingly, then got up to wash and dry her hands. "What should we do next?" She asked Lu-er.

"Teach the Young Master to write." Lu-er replied.

Just then, Chu Murong ran through the doorway and said gravely, "Mom, we won't write poems and songs today."

"So, what do you want to write?" Murong Yunshu asked as she squatted down and helped him straighten his shirt collar on one side.

Chu Murong: "The ledger."

"There are only numbers on the ledger. Didn't you write them a long time ago?"

"But I have a lot of accounts to check today. If I don't hurry, it's going to drag on until tomorrow."

"It's just as well to check them tomorrow. There's no rush."

"No." Chu Murong argued, "There are still things to do tomorrow. Dad said that today's work must be done today, so we can't dawdle."

Murong Yunshu was slightly shocked, "When did he say that?" If she remembered correctly, that certain someone could delay everything except for being active in certain matters......

"Just last night! Aunt Lu-er knows about it. "Chu Murong said.

Murong Yunshu looked towards Lu-er and had a bad feeling in her heart. Now, as soon as she heard the word 'night' from Chu Murong's mouth, her nerves would involuntarily tense up.

Lu-er blushed and bowed her head. "After dinner yesterday, the Young Master asked Guye to accompany him to practise his sword, but Guye said he already had plans that evening. So he had no time to spend with the Young Master."

"I asked Dad to put off his evening arrangements for tomorrow, but he said that what should be done today must be completed that day, and one should complete tomorrow's arrangements by tomorrow." Chu Murong continued for Lu-er.

"He didn't have anything last night…...." Murong Yunshu suddenly remembered what happened last night, and all those passionate pictures came to her mind, which made her heart endlessly restless.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well? Why are your hands so hot?" Chu Murong said as he grabbed Murong Yunshu's hand.

Murong Yunshu hastily retracted her hand, suppressing the waves inside her, and said indifferently, "It's nothing. Maybe I've been out in the sun for too long. That's why they're a bit hot."

"Is that so?" Chu Murong looked up strangely at the sky with thick clouds and pointed out, "But there is no sun today."

Murong Yunshu was incredibly embarrassed and suddenly regretted a little for having given birth to a bright little kid like him. "It's sultry." She responded.

Chu Murong blinked, "Why am I not feeling hot then?"

What with all these so many 'why'? Murong Yunshu grumpily answered, "Your heart is cold. Of course, you won't feel hot."

"……"

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"……"

Nie Qing, Feng Ling and Lu Er had black lines all over their faces. Would people say something like that to their sons?

But Chu Murong smiled and agreed, "It's good to be cold so you won't be afraid of heatstroke."

"……"

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"……"

The three bystanders once again became speechless. Is this child being bullied by his parents?

However, Murong Yunshu sighed in her heart. This child has indeed received his father's true legacy.

Murong Yunshu's heart stirred up again when she thought of the child's father. After being married for so long, last night was the first time she was being 'turned over on top' as she wantonly plundered while watching him collapse......that feeling gave her a sense of achievement......no wonder he was always so vigorous about this bedroom matter......