Wife is hell

Chapter 23 Senior Sister?

Wu and Yan Qingshan were thrown into prison to await further interrogation.

Madam Wu remained relentless, insisting that her grievances reach the highest levels of government, but Tang Jinxian was too lazy to waste her breath arguing with her.

Upon returning to the patrol office, she immediately ordered the initial case file to be urgently sent to the capital's central government office, determined to bring Wu, this psychologically twisted villain, to his death.

Although she did not believe that the court would forgive Wu, who had committed such a heinous crime, simply because of some past affection for Madam Wu's deceased husband.

But what if?
The current emperor is young and is known for his unpredictable temper.

Meanwhile, factions were rampant in the imperial court, and factional strife was incessant.

If Wu's affairs were unfortunately drawn into the power struggles of certain forces, or if they touched a nerve with the monarch, his life or death might truly depend on a single, casual remark from the throne.

After all, if Yan Qingshan was determined to take full responsibility for all the crimes, Wu might still have a chance of survival.

Jiang Mu was unaware of these things.

After flattering Tang Jinxian and giving her all the credit, he found an excuse to slip away from the patrol office.

Reactivate "stealth" mode.

He was forced to step forward this time out of desperation, and at least by giving all the credit to Tang Jinxian, he could make himself stand out less.

As Jiang Mu was leaving the patrol office, he happened to run into Yan Qingshan's family, who had rushed over after hearing the news.

His wife was in tears, repeatedly crying out that she was innocent.

Behind him followed his eldest son, who looked anxious, and his youngest son, who was still very young and looked completely bewildered.

This scene inevitably evokes a sense of melancholy in the viewer.

A once happy and complete family was torn apart in the blink of an eye.

What exactly is Yan Qingshan after?

Jiang Mu could hardly guess what the other person was thinking. He could only speculate that perhaps it was the resentment of years of unfulfilled potential that led him to vent his anger on the path of crime from which there was no return.

Moreover, if the real culprit is not found this time, Tang Jinxian's position as head of the department will definitely be in jeopardy.

Yu Zhengqing is also expected to be punished.

Yan Qingshan might actually be able to profit from this and move up in rank.

"When people are driven by profit, their hearts become unpredictable."

Jiang Mu shook his head, putting aside these chaotic thoughts, and walked towards home.

All he wants to do now is go back and get a good night's sleep.

Last night, I barely slept a wink trying to resist the charm of a certain "pet," and now I'm exhausted.

Even the magic needle that stabilizes the sea has been boiled down to the point of being used to make Indian herbal oil.

……

The long street was teeming with people.

A magnificent carriage slowly made its way through the bustling crowd.

There were three people sitting in the car.

One of them was Jiang Zhenzhen, the woman in the yellow dress who had visited the Shi family earlier. She had a small red bell hanging from her waist and was chatting excitedly with the woman opposite her.

The woman was in her thirties, dressed in an elegant Taoist robe, with an otherworldly air about her. A sandalwood box rested on her lap.

It was Elder Zhao from Divine Phoenix Island.

Shi Xueying sat quietly beside Elder Zhao.

The girl was slender and graceful, like a lotus flower emerging from the rain, her beauty beyond words.

The girl had been listening quietly to her senior sister and master's conversation when her gaze inadvertently swept across the car window. Suddenly, her expression hardened, revealing a hint of complexity.

Elder Zhao noticed her unusual behavior and looked in that direction.

Upon seeing the young man walking listlessly and looking weary on the street, he seemed to understand something and asked indifferently, "Is he the child from the Mu family?"

Shi Xueying bit her lip slightly and nodded gently.

Jiang Zhenzhen turned her head and looked over, clicking her tongue and saying, "He's quite handsome, but it's a pity he's an idiot."

"...He's not stupid anymore."

Shi Xueying whispered.

Jiang Zhenzhen rolled her eyes: "So what if you're not stupid anymore? You almost died saving me back then, and you're really going to listen to your sister's advice and repay her with your body?"

Shi Xueying lowered her head, her slender fingers fiddling with her skirt, remaining silent.

Time flows like water, always diluting kindness and settling worldly calculations.

When she was little, she liked to play with Mu Jiang because she was innocent and naive back then.

But as she grew older, she came to understand many things.

But the guilt in my heart could never be erased.

"Regret and stinginess are the stains on the heart. If these stains are not removed, demons will arise..." Elder Zhao looked at Shi Xueying, his tone as calm as still water.
“If a cultivator feels guilty towards others and cannot let go of it, this thought will become a mental illness of ‘attachment and accumulation,’ preventing the mind from being at peace and the spirit from being clear, ultimately becoming an obstacle to cultivation.”

Shi Xueying was initially bewildered, but then it dawned on her, and the shame in her eyes gradually faded, restoring her clarity.

"Thank you for your guidance, Master."

The girl looked grateful.

Jiang Zhenzhen looked at her master with a face full of reverence.

Master truly deserves to be a highly respected senior elite in the Taoist sect. His insights into the "Tao" are extraordinary, no wonder he was able to participate in deciphering those profound and incomplete scriptures.

Elder Zhao's gaze swept past the receding river outside the window, and he said indifferently:

"When you achieve success in your cultivation in the future, you can find an opportunity to repay this kindness and settle your karmic debt. Mortals are already prone to many tribulations, and no matter how great the kindness, there will always be a day when it can be repaid."

"Yes."

The girl nodded slightly, no longer looking at the figure.

From this day forward, our paths will diverge.

As for who's in the clouds and who's in the mud looking up—

Time will tell.

Although this answer may be cruel to someone.

Elder Zhao gently stroked the box on her lap with her jade-like fingers, lightly wiping away a trace of murderous intent.

For a fleeting moment, she had the thought of killing Jiang Mu.

She would never allow any promising talent she had her eye on to be troubled by inner demons in the future; it was better to eliminate them in advance.

Even though the laws of the Great Qian Dynasty are strict, for someone of her status, killing a commoner in the street is nothing to her.
That foolish boy only lost his life, but if Xueying gets stuck with him, she will lose her entire life's fortune.

But then I thought about it again and realized I was overthinking it.

What can a foolish boy achieve in the future? It would be better to leave it to his disciple to deal with, so as not to damage Shi Xueying's pure Dao heart by interfering.

"Those whose hearts are clouded by sorrow will be captured by demons..."

Elder Zhao sighed softly and thought to himself, "How can I get rid of my inner demons? I wonder if this spiritual object I obtained from Prince Cheng's Mansion can help me eliminate them."

She opened the box.

Inside, a scarlet dagger lay silently, wrapped in layers of jet-black hair.

Mysterious, eerie...

In the past, the Great Qian Dynasty and even this world had no such thing as cultivating immortality or seeking the Dao.

However, a spiritual catastrophe changed this situation.

As the scattered and incomplete manuals and scrolls were gradually deciphered, these people gradually realized that there really was a path to immortality and the pursuit of the Great Dao.

Although it is still in the exploratory stage, it is enough to drive them crazy.

"The Great Dao is formless, yet it gives birth to heaven and earth. The Great Dao is without emotion, yet it governs the sun and moon. The Great Dao is nameless, yet it nurtures all things."

Elder Zhao recalled the Daoist scripture that had been deciphered by the Baiyang Academy, gently stroking the dagger entangled in his hair, and murmured, "What is the end of the Dao?"

Just then, the dagger suddenly began to vibrate and hum.

Elder Zhao was startled and looked down.

A trickle of dark blood oozed from the dagger, meandering out along the gaps in the hair.

"what happened?"

Elder Zhao was somewhat bewildered.

The blood-stained hair began to loosen slowly, each strand floating and wriggling, seemingly emitting a scent.

Startled, she quickly closed the box lid and resealed the talisman.

The box then fell silent.

"A strange object is still a strange object. You must be extremely careful when using it in the future."

Elder Zhao was still shaken, his fingertips trembling slightly.

……

At this moment, on the other side of the street.