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Chapter 958: Chapter 961: Where’s the Face?
Soon, various rumors and gossip began to circulate within the Government Office.
"Mrs. Tan is really formidable. If it were someone else, they could only suffer in silence, but she dared to smash the Prince’s teacup and then walk away without looking back. If every woman were as tough as her, that would be great."
"You think she didn’t suffer a loss? She might say she’s divorcing Master Tan, but in the end, she’s the one who left, right? She’s even pregnant, where can she go?"
"Alas, who knows what got into Lord Li’s head this time."
"Men are all the same, when they are nothing they can pamper their wives to the skies, but once they make something of themselves they become so arrogant, even neglecting their own flesh and blood."
"That’s why it’s better to be with a beggar mother than a father who’s an official!"
Just like that, Tan Zhenghong was labeled a scumbag, and Qiao Duo’er solidified her reputation as a shrew.
Fortunately, neither of them was the sort to care about other people’s opinions. Otherwise, they could be angered to death.
In the next several days, Qiao Duo’er kept herself hidden in the back courtyard of the Government Office.
Although she didn’t leave the front gate or step beyond the second, she didn’t feel bored with Chen Yiling and Qin Mingrui for company.
Meanwhile, Leng Shuang, who was disguised as Qiao Duo’er, had left White Stone County in a stop-and-go manner.
She portrayed the image of a resentful wife, furious yet reluctantly hoping for Tan Zhenghong to chase after her, to perfection, almost deceiving herself in the process.
At night, Qiao Duo’er only asked for a pot of wine.
Drinking alone and getting thoroughly drunk, she leaned on the table, crying and laughing with the help of the alcohol’s courage.
In the end, the innkeeper’s wife couldn’t stand it anymore and took her to her room.
"Third Master, are we really going to tie her up?" Panther asked uncertainly.
These past few days, the woman had been heartbroken, and on top of that, she was a pregnant lass. He felt like he couldn’t bring himself to lay a hand on her.
Xuan San chuckled lightly, "You’re feeling pity now? But they didn’t hesitate at all when they killed Silver Moon. Give the order, we make our move tonight."
Once they left Qin Longyun’s territory, it would be the best opportunity to take action.
Panther could only nod, yet he couldn’t help feeling sympathy.
If this woman were his, he would risk his life to ensure she never suffered the slightest grievance. He really couldn’t fathom what Tan Zhenghong was thinking.
Alas, good cabbages are ruined by pigs, and yet a good man like him couldn’t even find a wife.
When the night grew deep and quiet, Xuan San and his people began their operation.
"Third Master, the people in the inn have all been knocked out. We can proceed," Panther reported.
Xuan San nodded, pulled up his facemask, and led two people quietly into the inn.
The inn was utterly silent, everyone deep in sleep from the effects of the sleeping drug. They successfully reached the door of Qiao Duo’er’s room.
Xuan San slid a dagger through the gap in the door, carefully moving the latch aside bit by bit.
The woman on the bed in the room lay on her side, the moonlight cast upon her, creating a painting so beautiful that it pained one to disturb her.
Xuan San shook his head, suddenly feeling a bad premonition.
His heart only had room for Yin Yinyue, and he had never been moved by any other woman. Now, he was bewildered by a pregnant woman, which was absolutely abnormal!
By the time he figured it out, it was already too late.
Because there was already a dagger pressed against his lower back, and the person who had been on the bed was now gone without a trace.
"The esteemed Third Master actually uses sleeping drugs, could you be any more disgraceful?" Leng Shuang mocked.
To think he even used a sleeping drug on a woman, where was his sense of shame?
Did he not consider who Luo Qingfeng was? With just a little use of sleep-inducing incense, Xuan San was thrown into disarray.
His two subordinates were even more disgraceful, still not having recovered their senses up to now.
Xuan San gritted his teeth and said, "You are not Qiao Duo’er."
