The transmigrated wife is crazy and ruthless.

Chapter 321 I Can't Live Without You

Night fell, red candles flickered, inside the bridal chamber.

Qiu Ziyue and Su Er faced off, the atmosphere tense and solemn.

Su Er stood in the center of the room, his sharp gaze scrutinizing Qiu Ziyue, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"I just want to see your Tao family's mystical techniques."

Qiu Ziyue smiled slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes:

"I'm afraid you can't afford it."

Su Er remained unmoved:

"If I cannot bear it, I am willing to be at your beck and call and to be your servant."

Qiu Ziyue felt a chill run down her spine. This opponent was clearly no ordinary challenger, and she had to be cautious.

She nodded: "Okay."

She turned to look at Li Cunxu and whispered the instructions:

"Someone, take Prince Jin out to heal his wounds."

However, Li Cunxu shook his head and said:

"I don't need to go out, I just want to see my wife's prowess."

Qiu Ziyue sighed helplessly, knowing Li Cunxu's stubborn personality, so she had no choice but to give up.

Seeing this, the guards all left the room, leaving only Qiu Ziyue, Li Cunxu, and Su Er.

Qiu Ziyue took out a jade flute from her bosom and began to play it gently.

The sound waves vibrated, as if an invisible force was spreading through the air.

Su Er sat cross-legged, clasped his hands together, and used his internal energy to resist the powerful sound waves.

Li Cunxu covered his ears, watching this scene with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

He knew Qiu Ziyue's strength well, but he also understood the danger of this duel.

The sound waves from the jade flute grew stronger, and the air currents began to distort.

Su Er's face gradually turned pale, and large beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Despite his best efforts to resist using his internal energy, he still felt an irresistible pressure coming from all directions.

Suddenly, Su Er swayed, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell backward.

He forced himself to stand up and said weakly:

"stop……"

Qiu Ziyue stopped playing, and the sound waves from the jade flute disappeared instantly.

The room fell silent, with only Su Er's heavy breathing echoing in the air.

Su Er gave a bitter smile:

“I have lost, and I am willing to be at your beck and call and to be your servant.”

Qiu Ziyue smiled slightly and shook her head:

“You don’t need to be my servant. Just tell me who sent you to assassinate the Prince of Jin.”

Su Er nodded and said, "It is Minister Zhao of the Ministry of War."

Upon hearing this, Li Cunxu angrily said:

"I knew that old scoundrel wouldn't be so honest."

“I have no way to make a living if I go back. Why don’t you let me follow you? I am not talented, but I am willing to follow Miss Qiu’s lead.” Su Er bowed and greeted her.

“No, I’m not used to a grown man following me around every day,” Qiu Ziyue said.

Li Cunxu smiled and said:

"My wife has men willing to accompany her wherever she goes; you're really attractive."

Qiu Ziyue said:

"Don't call me wife. I'm just a wild girl. I'm used to being free and don't like being tied down."

"Since Miss Qiu is unwilling to let me follow her, I have no choice but to die."

After Su Er finished speaking, she picked up a knife and slit her throat.

Wait a minute.

Qiu Ziyue reacted quickly and snatched the knife away:

"Su Er, why are you so stubborn? Fine, you can follow Prince Jin. I'll call you if I need anything, okay?"

"Yes, Miss Qiu, as you command."

Su Er nodded.

Li Cunxu smiled and looked at Su Erdao:

"Go down, Princess Jin and I still have some things to discuss."

After Su Er left, Li Cunxu stepped forward and asked with concern:

"Are you OK?"

"How dare you say that? If I hadn't come back, you would be dead."

Qiu Ziyue rolled her eyes at Li Cunxu.

"Look, your husband is still alive. My wife is the best. I told you, I can't live without you."

Li Cunxu looked like a sycophant.

"How old are you? You're still the same as before."

After Qiu Ziyue finished complaining, she shouted:

"Someone come here."

"What are your orders, Prince Jin and Princess Jin?" a guard captain asked as he entered.

"Find a military doctor to treat the wounds of your Prince Jin."

"Yes".

“Ziyue, you’ve admitted you’re the Princess Consort of Jin, that’s wonderful,” Li Cunxu said with a smile.

After the military doctor examined and bandaged Li Cunxu's wounds, only Li Cunxu and Qiu Ziyue remained in the room.

"I'm so sleepy," Qiu Ziyue yawned. "Let's go to sleep."

"My wife, are you asking me to sleep with you?" Li Cunxu said. "Then I'm coming."

"Hmph, stop it. Go to sleep over there and stop pretending to be confused," Qiu Ziyue said angrily.

"Alright, my wife."

After Li Cunxu finished speaking, he went to sleep on the soft couch opposite him.

The night was as dark as ink, and the bridal chamber was quiet and still.

Qiu Ziyue fell into a deep sleep, her breathing even and steady.

Li Cunxu gently put on his outer garment and carefully got out of bed so as not to wake her.

His gaze was firm, and his eyes revealed an unwavering determination.

Stepping out of the room, Li Cunxu went to the courtyard. The moonlight shone on his face, revealing a cold and stern expression.

He quickly summoned the captain of the guards and whispered the instructions:

"Go and relay my orders to General Zhou Dewei: immediately take men to the home of Minister of War Zhao to ransack his house and imprison that old scoundrel and his entire family. In a short while, I will go to the prison to meet that old scoundrel."

The commander of the guards was slightly taken aback, then nodded and replied, "Yes, Prince Jin."

He turned and walked away quickly, his figure disappearing into the night.

Li Cunxu stood in the center of the courtyard, his hands behind his back, gazing at the distant night sky, his mind filled with countless thoughts.

Lord Zhao, the once all-powerful Minister of War, has now become a thorn in his side.

The time it takes for an incense stick to burn passes quickly.

Li Cunxu changed into civilian clothes, took a few trusted guards, and hurriedly went to the prison.

On the way, he had mixed feelings, including his unwavering commitment to justice and his complicated emotions about the familiar face he was about to face.

When they arrived at the prison, Zhou Dewei and his soldiers had already completed their mission.

Lord Zhao was nailed to the iron frame, his face filled with terror.

Upon seeing Li Cunxu arrive, a flicker of despair and anger flashed in Lord Zhao's eyes.

"Prince Jin, what is the meaning of this?"

Lord Zhao asked in a trembling voice.

Li Cunxu looked at him coldly, his tone icy:

"Lord Zhao, I am fully aware of your actions. Now, do you have anything else to say?"

Lord Zhao raised his head, his eyes flashing with resentment:

"I...I have not done anything to offend the imperial court."

Li Cunxu sneered:

"You still dare to argue? You conspired with other adults to assassinate me; your crime is unforgivable."

Lord Zhao's face was pale, and his lips trembled slightly. He seemed to want to argue, but in the end, he lowered his head helplessly.

He knew that everything was already set in stone.

"Speak, who else wants me dead?"

Li Cunxu waved a red-hot branding iron in front of Lord Zhao.

"I said,"

Lord Zhao confessed to the involvement of two other officials in the conspiracy.

"Guards, lock him in the deepest dungeon and keep a close watch on him."

After giving the order, Li Cunxu added:

"Bring those two officials here as well, and confiscate their property."

"Yes, Prince Jin."

The guards responded and accepted the order.

Li Cunxu stood still, his gaze deep, pondering his next move.

He knew this was just the first step, and there were still many things waiting for him to deal with.

The night remained deep, and the red candles flickered, as if witnessing everything.

When Li Cunxu returned to the bridal chamber and looked at Qiu Ziyue, who was fast asleep, a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

Despite the turbulent world outside, he felt incredibly happy at this moment.

To be continued in the next chapter!