Rebirth: My Healer Wife Owns Superpowers Chapter 261

Chapter 261: Chapter 261 Let him stay for a few more days

Yewang Prefecture and the Fox King Residence were both located on Xolla Street in the east side of the Imperial City, separated by five residences belonging to princes and high-ranking ministers, all of which occupied expansive grounds.

Assuming Qi Yue first visited the Fox King Residence and then left for Yewang Prefecture, it would take fifteen minutes to reach there by walking normally.

That was provided everything went smoothly; should she cause some commotion that raised an uproar, she would have to flee for her life.

But that would put Yewang Prefecture on high alert, making it difficult for Qi Yue to do anything further.

Besides, she was currently under the surveillance of dozens of people; the first thing to ensure was that neither her departure nor return could be discovered by anyone.

That day, Zhu Ye reported that he had found out the exact time of the Beiyuan Envoy's arrival–it was in three days, and Emperor Donggao would be hosting a welcome banquet then.

Upon hearing this news, Qi Yue was instantly delighted.

This was like being sent a pillow when feeling drowsy!

During the three days awaiting the envoy's arrival, Qi Yue wasn't idle; pretexting a need for street exploration, she traversed the entirety of Yanjing.

Of course, her focus was on observing the route from the Fox King Residence to Yewang Prefecture and then to the Plum Blossom Villa.

In just two days, Qi Yue memorized the maps of both Fox King Residence and Yewang Prefecture by heart, confirmed the action routes and the weapons needed, feeling extremely comfortable with her plan.

On the third day, Qi Yue got up early to practice with her knife as usual. After breakfast, Zhu Ye came in and said that the carriage was arranged and ready for departure.

Only then did Qi Yue remember that she forgot to instruct Zhu Ye not to go out today, but when she looked up and caught Liao Ye's eye, she immediately changed her mind.

“Alright, let's go right away.”

The steamed buns they ate on East Street yesterday were good, and they had agreed to return today; not going suddenly, and having no pressing matters to attend to here, would inevitably arouse suspicion.

After making some minor preparations, Qi Yue took Liao Ye and Zhu Ye out the door, and on the way visited Song Chongzhen.

Seeing that he was already capable of getting up, she didn't hesitate to issue a blunt order to leave.

Unexpectedly, he vacillated and did not respond, while the woman who was said to be his wife suddenly knelt down.

“Miss Qi Yue, the child's father is still in unbearable pain. Please let him stay a few more days for further observation,” she pleaded.

This took Qi Yue by surprise.

From her observation, this woman didn't seem to care much about Song Chongzhen. Why was she concerned now that they were leaving?

She looked at Song Chongzhen suspiciously.

“It's been several days, and it still hurts?”

“There's a little pain,” he admitted.

Observing the evasive expression on Song Chongzhen's face, Qi Yue had a hunch.

These two definitely had some issues.

She had to leave for her task the next night at the latest; keeping them around could complicate things.

She stepped forward, reached out, and grasped Song Chongzhen's wrist.

The pulse was normal; though not particularly strong or powerful, it was steady, neither rapid nor slow, and rhythmically uniform–it was indisputably the pulse of someone in good health.

“I see no issues. You both should pack up and go back to recuperate. Staying here any longer is pointless,” she advised.

Having given the instructions, Qi Yue took a deep look at Song Chongzhen and left without further ado.

“Miss Qi Yue!”

Hearing Song Chongzhen call out, Qi Yue didn't pay much attention and was about to leave when she suddenly remembered something and turned back.

Song Chongzhen thought she had changed her mind as he saw Qi Yue turn around again, and gratitude flooded his face.

“Miss Qi Yue….”

Qi Yue motioned for him to stop and spoke indifferently, “I just wanted to remind you not to do anything foolish in order to stay. To be frank with you, your injury was serious. If the severe pain recurs, not even a deity could save you.”

Seeing Song Chongzhen's face suddenly turn pale, Qi Yue's expression grew colder.

“Of course, if you do not wish to live, then ignore my words.”

With that, Qi Yue strode away, never looking back.

The three of them boarded the carriage, enjoying the scenery along the way, and soon arrived at the market.

After a round of browsing, they went to eat the delicious steamed buns as usual, and during the meal, Liao Ye mentioned that there was an exciting puppet show at the market and asked Qi Yue if she wanted to watch.

Thinking she had nothing better to do, she decided to go and see the show.

The puppet show had its own theater, similar to the usual storytelling houses, with seats and refreshments like tea and snacks but featuring puppetry instead of storytelling.

Liao Ye went ahead to arrange the seating, with Qi Yue following with Zhu Ye.

Upon entering the theater and settling down, the performance began.

Hearing that it was the old plot of a gifted scholar and a beautiful lady, Qi Yue couldn't help but feel bored, but Liao Ye and Zhu Ye, standing behind her, listened with relish.

She somewhat listlessly picked up melon seeds to eat when suddenly there was an extra person sitting beside her.

Familiar white clothes, and what appeared to be a pair of clean and handsome eyes.

Song Qiyun?

Qi Yue frowned.

No wonder Liao Ye had strongly encouraged her to watch the puppet show and had specifically booked these seats for two!

Just as she thought about getting up to leave, she suddenly remembered there was an important matter she hadn't inquired about, so she reined in her emotions.

“Princely Heir has quite the refined taste, it seems you are not busy?”

Song Qiyun smiled at her, his expression quite suggestive.

“With Miss Qi Yue here, there is naturally no reason to be busy.”

Qi Yue felt disgusted inwardly, but her face remained impassive, pretending she saw nothing.

“So,” she deliberately looked around for a while, “does it mean that the person you really want to catch is here?”

Song Qiyun curved his lips and suddenly lowered his voice.

“Those people in the portraits can't be found here.”

Qi Yue's brows moved slightly.

“What do you mean, Princely Heir? Have you already found these people?”

Song Qiyun looked at her meaningfully and said indifferently, “Miss Qi Yue has been in Beiyuan for a long time. Have you ever heard of the Guyang bandit?”

“Guyang bandit?” Qi Yue feigned surprise and exclaimed, “Do you mean that the person who sneaked into the Imperial City that night was the Guyang bandit?”

“It's highly possible. This Princely Heir already has some leads and believes it won't be long before there are results,” Song Qiyun spoke with certainty, appearing very confident.

Qi Yue felt suspicious.

Why did it feel like Song Qiyun also had suspicions about her?

Otherwise, what a coincidence that Song Qiyun would voluntarily mention the very thing she wanted to know?

Could it be that Song Qiyun was hinting that he had noticed something peculiar about her, to make her panic?

It seemed that executing her plan to empty both the Fox King Residence and Yewang Prefecture would require some thought.

With this in mind, Qi Yue had no further desire to banter with him. Conveniently, a puppet show had just ended, and she found an excuse to take her leave.

The carriage had been waiting outside the theater for a while, and just as she was about to board, she noticed Liao Ye standing to one side, dodging her gaze.

Qi Yue scoffed coldly.

She had thought that after a few incidents, Liao Ye had learned her lesson, but unexpectedly, Liao Ye was still sneaking around in these matters, which was extremely annoying.

“Liao Ye, from today onwards, you need not follow me anymore. Since your master is also here, you can go back with him.”

Having said that, she got into the carriage without looking back.

Liao Ye was initially stunned, then began to chase after the carriage.

Qi Yue told the coachman to speed up, turning a corner and shaking off Liao Ye.

Seeing Zhu Ye sitting dumbstruck on one side, motionless with fear, Qi Yue's lips curved slightly.

“Zhu Ye, do you know why I don't want her anymore?”

Zhu Ye fell to her knees on the carriage floor with a thud and started kowtowing.

“This servant does not know. Please, Miss, don't send this servant back. I don't want to die!”

Qi Yue's lips twitched.

“Going back wouldn't necessarily mean death. Judging by your appearance, you have a rather close relationship with Princely Heir Song. Wouldn't it be better to go back?”

Zhu Ye quickly shook her head like a rattle-drum.

“Miss doesn't know. When we were assigned to serve Miss, the Princely Heir said that if we didn't take good care and were sent back, we should go settle ourselves at the mass burial grounds.”

Qi Yue was quite shocked.

Although she had perceived that Song Qiyun's true nature wasn't all that great, she hadn't expected him to be so cruel and ruthless.

Shortly after, she learned from Zhu Ye that in the vast Yewang Prefecture, it was Song Qiyun who called the shots.

In many matters, Song Chengye had to follow Song Qiyun's arrangements and comply with his wishes.

Because of this revelation, Qi Yue suddenly understood many things and couldn't help but be secretly startled.

Chapter end

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