Rebirth: My Healer Wife Owns Superpowers - Chapter 30

Chapter 30: Chapter 30 You love me, I love you!

At this moment, Qi Yue was as if possessed, obediently drawing closer to Zhao Xiyan and attentively listening to what he deemed important to say.

She was completely unaware that, in the place she couldn’t see, the corners of Zhao Xiyan’s attractive lips were curling up even higher.

His eyes, deep as pools of darkness, swept over her face, which had evidently grown thinner, finally resting on her small, lustrous ear as if wanting to stick to it.

Even the speed of his speech was slower than usual, as if he needed to carefully consider each word before speaking.

“Yueyue~, you need to watch out for that Qian fellow; he’s not as honest as he appears!”

Qi Yue hadn’t expected that after foolishly standing there for so long, Zhao Xiyan would only say this?

Just this?

He could have just said it directly; was he afraid that dog would hear?

Had she been dealing with Qian Faliang every day because she thought he was honest?

She looked at Zhao Xiyan with suspicion.

This man was really destructive enough to bring calamity upon the country!

Fortunately, the Emperor wasn’t fond of men; otherwise, she feared he would never have reached this place.

Looking at him from every angle, she felt that if anyone appeared dishonest, it surely had to be him!

“Yueyue, why aren’t you speaking? What are you thinking about so seriously?” Zhao Xiyan asked languidly.

Qi Yue clenched her back teeth tightly, struggling to restrain the inexplicable heat welling up from her chest.

This man was a dog!

He was teasing her!

Good, very good!

He could forget about having lamb today!

Hmph!

Believing she had glared fiercely at Zhao Xiyan, Qi Yue marched away, huffing angrily.

“Heh, quite fierce.”

Zhao Xiyan slightly pursed his lips, then picked up the crossbow beside him and began to carefully wipe it down.

In the dimming twilight, the dark arrow shafts glistened with a cold light; they were shaped with three vanes and three tails.

Such a design was unknown in Beiyuan; he was even certain that not even in the militaristically advanced Nanyue could someone produce weapons of such quality.

His gaze shifted to the black mask lying nearby, and his handsome brows furrowed slightly.

After pondering for so long, he still couldn’t figure out what this lightweight yet sturdy material was.

“Qi Yue, who are you really, and where do you come from?”

The only answer he received was the sound of the wind from afar, the laughter of his family outside the carriage, and the aroma of roasted Bai Shalong Meat that was invading his nostrils.

In the distance, a dozen men in black were creeping toward the exile camp, eventually stopping about five hundred meters away from the Zhao Family.

“Big Brother, why have we stopped?”

“Quiet, wait for the signal!”

“Big Brother, I can smell the roasted Bai Shalong; it smells so good!”

“Nonsense, anyone could smell that.”

“Big Brother, let’s move a bit closer; I want to smell the meat!”

“Yeah, Big Brother, Qian Faliang feasts lavishly while the rest of us just get to smell the aroma. What’s the harm?”

“Fine, we’ll move a bit closer.”

They rustled quietly.

“That’s enough; get any closer and we’ll fall right into their pot!”

“It smells so good! Look, is that woman the one grilling the meat?”

“Seems that way. Women of Beiyuan’s stature are rare to come by.”

“Does that woman really have the venomous character Qian Faliang talks about? She doesn’t seem like it.”

“I don’t think she looks like it either. To grill meat that smells this delicious, she must have a tender heart.”

“Cut the nonsense and stop spouting that shameless talk. Remember our mission!”

“Got it, Big Brother. It’s just capturing a cripple, I could do it alone!”

“Don’t just talk a good game. Do you even know who that cripple is? It’s the genius War God Zhao Xiyan, one thrust of his spear could skewer you dead!”

“So what? He doesn’t have a gun now! Once the meat is done cooking, I’ll dash out grabbing meat in one hand and a person in the other!”

“…”

Qi Yue, busy at work, had no idea someone was plotting against her, still focused on roasting the lamb.

She had said she wouldn’t give Zhao Xiyan any lamb, yet she still chose a lamb shank, fashioned a rack out of pine branches, and even used her secret cumin powder recipe.

As if that weren’t enough.

She deliberately sliced a few thin pieces of fat from the lamb’s tail and laid them over the shank to roast.

The fat from the lamb’s tail is no ordinary fat, as this type of fat melts and decomposes during roasting, seeping into the lamb shank, making the meat even more fragrant, tender, and juicy.

“Yueyue, what seasoning are you using? Give some to your mother too.”

Shen Yu, tending another fire with a hind lamb leg, salivated at the scent of the cumin.

Qi Yue tossed the paper bag with the cumin powder over.

“Mom, this spice is actually a herb, pregnant women shouldn’t eat it, do take care.”

“Alright, don’t worry! I will let Cong Zhonglan take her share to eat while roasting, a sweet treat for the couple.”

Shen Yu said this, throwing a wink towards the carriage where Zhao Xiyan was.

Qi Yue was also exasperated.

This beautiful mother-in-law was always looking for opportunities to bring her closer to Zhao Xiyan, saying that a husband and wife should spend more time together and with time, they will naturally become affectionate.

The hell with affection!

Having lived two lifetimes and fallen in love for the first time, Qi Yue muttered to herself, but her heart was sweet, and she couldn’t help but glance towards Zhao Xiyan’s carriage.

The carriage seemed to shake slightly.

Her heart skipped a beat immediately.

She had secured the carriage as soon as it stopped, and it would not make such a noise unless it was tampered with.

“Mom, hold the meat for me.”

She kept her gaze fixed on the carriage as she spoke.

Seeing her unusual expression, Shen Yu quickly, with a sense of urgency, took the shank from her.

Qi Yue suddenly pulled out the firewood chopping knife she had scrounged up from the last stop at an inn and approached the carriage.

“Whoosh,” the carriage moved again.

With a roll, Qi Yue leaped onto the coach, using the momentum of her body to directly flip up onto the front and quickly lifted the curtain.

“Swoosh!”

A gust of wind hit her face, and just as Qi Yue was about to dodge, the wind suddenly stopped.

Zhao Xiyan’s seductive voice filled her ears.

“Yueyue! Be careful!”

But her tilting body was already uncontrollably falling down.

Damn it, what’s with the black-clad men dying in the carriage?

She certainly did not want to get intimate with these people!

“Ah!”

As the world spun, she was caught by a pair of strong arms, and with a loud yell, she opened her eyes to face a black ghost mask.

“A ghost!”

“It’s me! Zhao Xiyan!”

When she opened her eyes again, she saw Zhao Xiyan’s teasingly smiling handsome face, and Qi Yue’s face turned red.

Did she just scream at a ghost?

How embarrassing!

“How come Yueyue doesn’t even recognize her own mask?”

Recognize a ghost, that mask was bought specifically to scare people!~

Seeing Zhao Xiyan bow his head slightly, Qi Yue then realized—she was in Zhao Xiyan’s arms, being held by him!

Realizing this, her entire body went soft, and she barely had the energy to get up.

At that moment, the curtain was suddenly lifted, and an anxious face with a voice burst in simultaneously.

“Yueyue, Yanyan, what happened?”