Wife is hell

Chapter 4 The Beautiful Woman's Warning

In the living room.

An Chenghu sat somewhat awkwardly in the chair.

As the head constable of the county government, the official he usually saw was the county magistrate.

Unexpectedly, a prominent figure like Tang Jinxian suddenly visited, leaving him feeling uneasy and filled with doubt.

He was naturally aware of Tang Jinxian's identity.

This woman was the only granddaughter of the late General Tang Meng, a daughter of a military family. Her family had become prominent because of its military achievements, but it had also declined because of them. Both her parents had died on the battlefield.

To demonstrate the emperor's favor, he personally selected a son-in-law for him, choosing the youngest son of the former Grand Secretary, Wang Zhao.

But on the day of the wedding, enemy assassins who had infiltrated the guests suddenly launched an attack, attempting to assassinate the highly respected King Zhao.

In the chaos, the groom, Wang Yuanzhi, shielded his father from a knife and died on the spot.

The wedding hall instantly transformed into a funeral hall, and red silk was replaced by white banners.

And so, before the wedding ceremony could even take place, Tang Jinxian became a widow.

After that, she remained in the Wang family as a widow.

Perhaps out of guilt towards their daughter-in-law and out of consideration for her loneliness, Mr. and Mrs. Wang doted on her, treating her as their own daughter and granting her every wish.

The reason she was able to be appointed to the important position of Director of the Yancheng Patrol Office is because of the efforts made behind the scenes by the couple.

"I have come here today for two reasons. First, to visit your nephew, Mu Jiang. He was injured in the line of duty during the last investigation, and it is only right and proper for me to visit him."

Tang Jinxian picked up the teacup with her slender fingers and took a small sip.

The slight rise and fall of her jade-like throat.

When she put down the teacup, a little bit of moisture remained on her lips.

It makes the lips look soft and delicate.

"Secondly, I wanted to ask Constable An about some details of the case."

Chief Constable An was renowned in Yancheng as a "divine constable," having solved countless cases, large and small. In terms of local investigative skills, few within the provincial police station could rival him.

"Your Excellency is too kind. I am but a lowly constable in a county government office, and all I can do is investigate ordinary minor cases. How dare I compare myself to the esteemed officials of the provincial yamen?"

If there has been any minor contribution, it is solely due to the effective leadership of the County Magistrate and the strong support of all my colleagues; I dare not claim any credit for it.

An Chenghu responded hastily, filled with trepidation.

He was over forty years old and had an ordinary appearance. His skin was slightly dark from years of traveling, and he was quite tall and strong.

If you ignore his rags, he looks like an ordinary farmer.

As he spoke, he glanced at his nephew, Mu Jiang, who was sitting by the door.

The latter sat quietly in the chair, head down, seemingly lost in thought.

Three days ago, he returned from a business trip and was terrified to learn that his nephew had been sent to assist the patrol office in investigating a case.

After all, he was well aware of the dangers of the patrol officers investigating cases.

He rushed there, only to learn that the group had been buried in a cave, and at that moment he almost despaired.

His life was saved by his elder brother Mu Jiang.

Over the years, he had long regarded Mu Jiang as his own son, and even considered marrying his daughter off to someone who was mentally challenged.

If something were to happen to Ruomu Jiang, he would have no face to face his benefactor even in the afterlife.

Fortunately, the silly boy survived the ordeal.

He even turned out to be blessed with good fortune, and his mental illness disappeared.

Although he occasionally spouts some incomprehensible nonsense, it's much better than before.

This made An Chenghu extremely happy.

I felt it was Mu Jiang's brother protecting me from the unseen world.

Last night, I was discussing with my wife that once our daughter returns from Ziyunmen in a few days, we will choose an auspicious day for the two children to get married.

However, his wife didn't seem very enthusiastic about it.

"Officer An," Tang Jinxian's cold, alluring voice pulled him back from his reverie, "what are your thoughts on the cases of women who have gone missing and been murdered in the past two months?"

Tang Jinxian got straight to the point.

An Chenghu composed himself, hesitated for a moment, and cautiously replied:
"Your Excellency, I usually handle ordinary cases such as civil disputes. I know very little about the 'spiritual disaster' cases that the Patrol Office is responsible for, so I dare not speak presumptuously."

Tang Jinxian said calmly, "Although the cases are different, the principles are the same. Even if it is a spiritual disaster, the murderer will still leave traces in his actions, and there will be motives and patterns to follow."

Now that the murderer has lost the magical artifact, he should not dare to commit another crime in the short term. However, there are very few clues about him.

I would like to ask Officer An to analyze the modus operandi of the crime and help me determine what kind of person the murderer might be.

An Chenghu asked, "I heard that you rescued a surviving woman last time, sir?"

Tang Jinxian nodded slightly.
"In that cave chamber with the trap, we found two women still alive, and... four bodies. But the two survivors had both gone mad."

We tried to inquire, but unfortunately, the clues we obtained were extremely limited. The killer always wore a mask, and no one has ever seen his face.

The woman clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms.

Upon seeing the horrific state of those women, she felt an intense urge to tear the murderer to pieces and skin him alive.

Unfortunately, the murderer was too cunning.

Not only is its counter-surveillance capability extremely strong, but it can also use weapons like the "Thunderclap" that are equipped by the patrol offices, making her suspect that there are problems within the organization.

This is why she came to ask An Chenghu for advice.

Can't believe it.

And there is no one to discuss it with.

After all, the various factions within the department harbored resentment towards her, the newly appointed head, both openly and covertly.

An Chenghu tapped his thigh lightly with his fingers, pondered for a moment, then looked up and said, "My lord, may I take a look at the remains of those murdered women?"

"can."

Tang Jinxian immediately agreed, "The body is currently being stored in the ice room of the patrol office. If Constable An has no other important matters to attend to, he may come with me now."

"Nothing urgent at the moment, I am at your service at any time."

An Chenghu hurriedly said.

“Alright, let’s set off now.” Tang Jinxian stood up and walked out of the hall.

From beginning to end, she never looked at Jiang Mu once, as if he were just a wisp of air.

This deliberate and extreme disregard only strengthened Jiang Mu's conviction that the woman had not forgotten what had happened in the cave.

I certainly won't ignore him now that I'm here.

As expected, just as she reached the entrance of the hall, Tang Jinxian suddenly paused, her tone calm:

"By the way, since your nephew's health has improved, let's go together. After all, he saw the culprit with his own eyes, and he might notice some details that we have overlooked, which will help in the investigation."

"This……"

An Chenghu hesitated.

But Tang Jinxian didn't give him a chance to refuse and had already walked out of the hall.

He had no choice but to give up.

Stepping out of the courtyard, Tang Jinxian boarded the carriage first. Then, she gently lifted the side curtain with her delicate hand and said calmly to Jiang Mu, "Mu Jiang, you are just recovering from your injuries and are too weak to ride a horse. Come and ride with me."

Jiang Mu was taken aback and looked at the elegantly decorated carriage.

I felt as if that small carriage was the gaping maw of a tiger, a place from which there was no return.

Just as he was about to find an excuse to decline, An Chenghu, who was worrying about how to arrange for his nephew to ride a horse, breathed a sigh of relief, patted Jiang Mu on the shoulder, and whispered his instructions:
"Go on, behave yourself in the carriage, don't say anything, and don't anger the adults."

Jiang Mu had no choice but to watch as his large white goose swaggered out of the courtyard gate, heading to the stream behind the yard to forage and play. He scooped it up in his arms and climbed into the carriage.

Even if I die, I will take someone with me.

The woman frowned slightly, but didn't say anything, and moved further inside.

Her plump thighs pressed tightly against the soft cushions of the bench, spreading out to the sides with a full, rounded shape.

The sense of weight and softness is palpable.

An Chenghu then rode his usual horse and followed behind the carriage.

The carriage fell into a deathly silence.

Tang Jinxian closed her eyes lightly, as if resting.

Her body swayed gently with the carriage.

When the garment is occasionally jolted, the bulges at the top of the fabric trace smooth, rounded patterns.

Jiang Mu kept his eyes down, remaining silent.

The large white goose in my arms had its neck drooping, looking extremely dejected.

After a long while, Tang Jinxian finally parted her lips slightly:
"Male or female?"

"Ok?"

Seeing the woman looking at the goose in his arms, Jiang Mu realized what was happening and subconsciously touched the goose's chest.

"Female."

Jiang Mu replied.

Male geese have a distinct indentation and deeper grooves on their chest, while female geese have a flat chest or only shallow folds.

However, the comb of this large white goose is different from that of ordinary geese.

Light pink.

"Give me a hug."

"it is good."

Jiang Mu handed the goose over.

"quack!"

The goose was initially unwilling, but after being enveloped in the soft fragrance, its small eyes widened and then squinted.

Tang Jinxian gently stroked the goose's long neck with her jade-like hand, her voice extremely low, making sure only the two of them could hear: "Is that spirit creature really no longer with me?"

Jiang Mu shook his head: "I don't know, but it's probably still there. Or rather, it's just that your taming seal has been temporarily suppressed."

"temporary?"

The woman's other slender finger, which was resting on her knee, slid gently to the side and caught the hilt of the knife that was placed diagonally at her side.

There is murderous intent!
The goose tucked its head into its feathers.

Jiang Mu immediately changed his tune: "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

"if--"

“If you kill me, the spirit might become completely uncontrollable.” Jiang Mu, as if he could read a woman’s mind, made up a story before the other party could even speak.

Tang Jinxian fell silent.

After a long silence, she said calmly, "I am not a bloodthirsty person and will not kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"I think you'll be more convincing if you take the knife off my neck first."

Jiang Mu remained expressionless.

Tang Jinxian's knuckles, gripping the knife, turned slightly white.

Seems to be struggling with a decision.

In the end, she sheathed her knife, her tone icy: "Remember, you must not mention that to anyone!"

"what's up?"

Jiang Mu looked bewildered. "Lord Commander, I don't understand what you're saying?"

Tang Jinxian glanced at him, then looked away.

After a moment, he asked coldly:
"How did you know that spirit creature was some kind of female taming ring?"

Jiang Mu honestly replied, "Actually, I just made it up because I had a gut feeling that the thing was dangerous and I was afraid that you would hurt me if you touched it carelessly, so I made up some nonsense."

Whether the woman believed it or not, Jiang Mu believed it.

But clearly, the woman didn't believe it.

She gripped the knife tightly again, but after hesitating for a moment, she slowly released her grip and said coldly:
"Be careful lately. The killer hates you to the core and will definitely cause you trouble. Even... people close to you."

(End of this chapter)