Remarrying Chun Yuan

The people in the government office were astonished.

No one expected that Wei Gongming would kill Liu Yueliu so easily.

Didn't he have a grudge against Liu Yuechu? How come he didn't seize on that handle?

Seeing everyone staring blankly, Wei Gongming said, "Why are you still looking at me? Do I have to personally administer the punishment?"

His subordinates nodded repeatedly and immediately went to do their work.

Wei Gongming appeared busy, but only after his subordinates left did he put down his pen, sit quietly in his chair, and give a self-deprecating smile.

He never expected that he would tremble with heartache when he heard that Liu Yuechu had almost been harmed. At that moment, he really wanted to rush over and chop Liu Yuechu to pieces.

But he couldn't do that.

Firstly, Liu Yue was not worthy of his personal attention; secondly, he wanted to show Minister Li what he was capable of.

He didn't care what Li Shu thought, but he had to consider his father, since the Third Prince valued Minister Li highly and was biased towards him...

Wei Gongming then thought of Tian Yage's trouble-making at the Li family's gate a while ago. He glanced at the time and summoned Wang Quan'an to help him prepare a gift.

With the gifts prepared, he planned to personally go to the Li residence to apologize.

Sincerity is no match for empty pleasantries; at least he put on the right gesture, and what Vice Minister Li thought was none of his concern.

At this time, Liu Yuechu also received news that Liu Yueliu had died.

Bai Shao was very excited and immediately told Hua Jiao the news: "That bitch who bullied Master and you was beaten to death. There's no need to wait for the trial."

Huajiao was slightly startled and immediately asked, "Won't this be bad for Master's reputation? After all, they share the same surname, Liu."

"You don't need to think about these things. Just know that from now on, when you walk down the street, no one will suddenly rush out and hurt you." Liu Yuechu was very indifferent to Liu Yueliu's death.

She was reborn into this world and didn't hold grudges from her past life; everyone was at peace. But Liu Yue Liu didn't understand the meaning of gratitude; her death was simply fate.

Moreover, the streets were packed with people at that time, and countless eyes witnessed Liu Yue hurting her like a shrew.

If such a person receives good fortune, wouldn't those who harm her become even more unscrupulous in the future?

Liu Yueliu's death, however, silenced many who were secretly plotting against her.

Very good.

Thinking about it from this perspective, Huajiao felt at ease. As a servant, she could protect her master once, but she couldn't protect her more often.

"The young master gave me the medicine early this morning and then left. You weren't awake yet. It's really fortunate that the young master acted quickly this time, otherwise my face would have been ruined." Huajiao could still recall Yuan Cuo's decisiveness back then.

Thinking back to how she had previously rejected her son-in-law, a sense of guilt welled up within her.

Liu Yuechu thought of Yuan Cuo, who seemed to have not been seen since last night.

She knew he wanted revenge, but she didn't know if Liu Yueliu's death was related to him.

He wouldn't do it himself, would he?

The moment the thought crossed Liu Yuechu's mind, she felt ridiculous. Even knowing that Yuan Cuo was not a weak scholar, there was no need to imagine him as a chivalrous knight-errant.

"Once things have calmed down, focus on recovering. Once you're healed, your face will be fair and tender, and you'll look even prettier than before."

Huajiao was grateful to Liu Yuechu, and Liu Yuechu instructed the kitchen to prepare a special meal for her.

If you have an injury, you can't eat spicy or stimulating foods, and you especially can't eat foods with dark colors that might cause scarring.

She chattered on and on for a long time, until Huajiao's eyelids started to droop. Only then did she cover Huajiao with a blanket and quietly leave.

As soon as she stepped out the door, she saw Liu Muchi waiting outside. His strange and complicated expression clearly conveyed two words: something was wrong.

"Just say what's on your mind. Why are you being so awkward here?" She had been too emotionally drained these past two days and had no patience left.

Liu Muchi stepped forward and said, "The matter is a bit strange and a bit scary. I'm afraid that if I tell you, my second sister will feel bad and have nightmares."

He felt his hair stand on end after hearing it, let alone Liu Yuechu.

Even though my second sister is as magnanimous and brave as a man, that's in terms of vision and spirit, which is quite different from the matter I'm about to discuss.

Liu Yuechu gave only one word: "Speak."

“Liu Yueliu wasn’t beaten to death by the county magistrate; she was already dead before the beating.” Liu Muchi spoke cautiously and softly. “The people at the county magistrate’s office said that she had a total of 360 knife wounds on her body, and each one exposed the bone.”

After he finished speaking, he stared intently at Liu Yuechu, preparing for her to scream in fright, or even faint.

Liu Yuechu paused for a moment, then remained unusually calm. "Not bad swordsmanship."

"Huh? What?" Liu Muchi seemed to be hallucinating, unsure of what she had just said.

"Is there anything else?" Liu Yuechu changed the subject immediately.

"No, it's nothing." Liu Muchi sighed, realizing that he really didn't understand his second sister anymore.

Liu Yuechu did not linger and returned directly to Yuanchu Pavilion.

She sat on her bed, wiped her forehead, and then realized that it was already covered with a thin layer of cool sweat.

Three hundred and sixty cuts, each one slicing to the bone.

Yuan Cuo was indeed a very good cook, and his knife skills were excellent.

Could it really be him? Liu Yuechu felt a jolt of fear.

If he really made it, how could she eat any more of his cooking in the future? Just thinking about it made her feel nauseous.

Just then, a pungent smell of meat wafted over from somewhere, and she immediately tilted her head and vomited!

Bai Shao brought in a bowl of pork rib soup and saw Liu Yuechu vomiting.

She quickly ran to fetch water to wash her face, and then rinsed her mouth with tea.

"It was fine just now, what happened?"

Liu Yuechu looked at her, naturally not daring to say, "It's nothing, maybe I was a little frightened yesterday too."

She slumped onto the couch, closed her eyes, and drifted off to sleep in a daze.

When I woke up again, the sun had set and the stars were out.

She stretched out her arm to turn over, but instead touched something soft and yielding.

She slowly turned around, then suddenly screamed in terror, a scream so piercing it almost ripped the roof off!

Bai Shao rushed in from outside, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Yuan Cuo, holding Liu Yuechu, waved to Bai Shao, signaling her to leave.

Seeing Liu Yuechu's pale face, Bai Shao hesitated for a moment. Only after Liu Yuechu nodded firmly did she close the door and leave.

"When did you come back?" She really didn't expect there to be someone behind her, and when she saw Yuan Cuo's face, she was reminded of those three hundred and sixty stabs.

Actually, 360 cuts is just a number. The main thing is that it's hard to associate him with "every cut is blatant" or to think about cooking.

Yuan Cuo took a handkerchief and wiped her sweat. "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" His eyes were full of concern. He had never seen her so afraid of anything before.

We hadn't been afraid when we encountered bamboo vipers by the roadside during our previous trip to the mountain temple, but now I was looking at him with great fear.

Liu Yuechu moved her lower lips, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself, "It's nothing, I just had a nightmare."

She wanted to get up from his embrace, but found herself firmly held in his arms, unable to break free.

Yuan Cuo looked at her quietly. "It wasn't me."

"Huh?" Liu Yuechu was taken aback. "What do you mean it's not you?"

Yuan Cuo said slowly, "I wasn't the one who made those 360 ​​cuts."