After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

Fu Jiuli stared at the messy chessboard in silence for a long time, then reached out and picked up the black chess piece that had just fallen.

His tone was indifferent: "In the future, there is no need to report these unimportant matters."

Leng Yue nodded: "Yes!"

"Go down."

"Yes!" Leng Yue suddenly disappeared.

There was only one person left there, and the game was in chaos.

The man in black gripped the black chess piece tighter and tighter between his fingertips. When the piece was about to be crushed, he loosened his grip and gently dropped a piece onto the board.

The dust has settled, as it should be.

As Leng Yue was leaving, someone grabbed her wrist and flew away for a long distance.

After they were far enough away, Leng Yue shook off the man's hand, his expression as cold as ever: "What are you doing?"

Leng Feng stopped and looked back at her: "Why do you act on your own?"

Leng Yue also looked at him: "I reported the matter that the master was concerned about. How can it be called acting on my own initiative?"

Leng Feng frowned: "The master said that it was not important and told you not to report it in the future. Didn't you hear?"

Leng Yue: "I heard it, I won't say it again."

Leng Feng heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this, revealing a hint of a smile: "It's good that you can think it through. The master doesn't like that woman at all. Look, every time you tell the master about her, the master is never happy..."

Leng Yue: ...

Sometimes I really want to swear!

She took a deep breath and turned to leave.

"Hey Lengyue, wait for me!"

"Leng Yue, why are you ignoring me? Did I make you angry again?"

"Isn't it okay for me to apologize?"

"How about I treat you to a drink? Just your favorite peach blossom wine."

"..."

One of them was walking ahead with a cold face and not looking back, while the other one was following behind with a shameless look.

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Nanyang Marquis Mansion.

Shen Yan hid outside for a whole night. When Shen Nanxing took Nuan Ning away from the mansion and only ordinary maids and servants were left in the mansion, he quietly sneaked in through the back door.

He sneaked all the way to Qiutang Garden.

Just as he was about to push the door open, he heard the sound of porcelain being smashed and the shrill, angry voice of his beloved woman.

"Useless thing! Such a useless thing!"

"Before leaving, he vowed to kill Shen Nanxing and assured me that I could rest assured. What happened?"

"Not only did Shen Nanxing survive, he even returned with great merit!"

"I also brought back Shen Beiyue, the living Shen Beiyue!"

Then there was another burst of crazy laughter, and after a while he started coughing again.

"Madam, why are you coughing up blood again?" It was the maid's exclamation.

Shen Yan felt a pang in his heart, and he pushed the door open and rushed in: "Qiu'er!"

The ground was a mess, with broken porcelain pieces and various miscellaneous items scattered everywhere.

The two maids in the room breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the master coming back, and quickly retreated as if they were running for their lives.

Shen Yan rushed forward and hugged the barefoot woman tightly in his arms. No matter how she punched and kicked him, he forcefully carried her to the bed and put her down.

Looking at the woman's pale face and the blood flowing from the corners of her bloodless lips, Shen Yan's eyes suddenly became moist.

He gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with his fingertips, buried his head in the crook of her neck, and began to sob.

"Qiu'er, it's all because of your husband's uselessness. I couldn't find a miracle doctor to cure you, and I couldn't kill Shen Nanxing..."

Aunt Qiu seemed to have lost all her strength for a moment, and her jade arms gently hugged him back: "Ahem, I'm sorry, husband. I just heard the news and was furious. Ahem, I scolded you..."

Shen Yan raised his tear-stained face and placed his hands on Aunt Qiu's shoulders: "Qiu'er, don't say that. Your husband doesn't blame you. You're not wrong. It's your husband's fault. It's your husband's fault. It's your husband's fault..."

Aunt Qiu reached out and blocked Shen Yan's lips, her beautiful eyes filled with tears: "My husband, please don't say that. Qiu'er knows that her life is coming to an end. Ahem, being able to die in your arms is enough for me."

"I dare not, ahem, I dare not ask for anything else..."

Shen Yan pressed the woman's head into his arms, feeling extremely heartbroken: "Qiu'er, don't say anymore, don't say anymore... You will definitely live a long, long time..."

I made up my mind secretly.

He wants to kill Shen Nanxing and invite the miracle doctor, no matter the cost!

Shen Yan patted the woman's back gently, and after coaxing her to sleep, he gently kissed her on the lips.

After instructing the maid to clean up the room, she left resolutely.

He never expected that he had just walked out of the back door of Nanyang Marquis Mansion and had not yet had time to leave when he was stopped by a woman in gorgeous clothes.

The woman put her hands on her hips, staring at him with her beautiful fox-like eyes, and said in a sweet voice, "You haven't recovered from your illness yet, where are you going now?"