My Wife is Unbeatable in the Whole World, Touch Me If You Dare!

Since neither spouse was at fault, yet things still turned out this way, then it must be someone else's fault.

That person was naturally Li Xuanjing.

If it weren't for him concealing the truth from everyone and deliberately spreading rumors that his son was a fool, the couple wouldn't have argued over the marriage arrangement.

Without the argument over this significant matter, they might not have separated.

Without separation, Song Zhe wouldn't have ended up without a wife and child.

And Su Qing wouldn't have to endure the loneliness of an empty bedroom during the most beautiful years of her life for eighteen years.

Both chose to selectively ignore the other issues at the time and attributed all the reasons to Li Xuanjing.

After a storm of passion, the couple reconciled as if nothing had happened.

Song Zhe firmly held Su Qing's hand, and when they looked at each other, the flame that had just been extinguished in their hearts ignited once more.

Bang!

The bedroom door closed again.

A long while later, sounds could be heard from the room.

"What, he already has a Jiaren and still wants to marry another woman?"

"An imperial marriage? Even if bestowed by the Emperor, it's unacceptable!"

"Why should I not hold him accountable? Does he even regard me as a mother-in-law? Why should I acknowledge him as my son-in-law?"

"It's one thing for Jiaren not to listen to me, but even Yiren dares to disobey me. She actually dared to say I might be crazy—it's all because of him!"

"Whether I forgive him or not is my business; he must apologize to me!"

The indignant voice of the woman soon turned into a soft, low chant.

Li Mansion.

There had just been a sudden downpour, and the air in Chang'an was refreshed.

Li Nuo leaned against the doorway, watching Song Yiren practice her swordplay.

Her sword moves were completely erratic, more like a venting of emotions, her strokes roaring like a storm and crashing like furious waves—clearly reflecting the panic and unrest in her heart. After a long while, the storm subsided, and the waves calmed... everything returned to tranquility.

Song Yiren shook her head repeatedly, saying, "No, no, I have to run, or she will definitely drag me back!"

She carefully thought it over and couldn't believe what she had just done.

Not only had she disobeyed in front of others, but she had also called her a madwoman.

If this happened in the Sanqing Sect, she would definitely be locked in solitary confinement for a month.

She had to leave.

Otherwise, she would surely be dragged back to the Sanqing Sect to be married.

But before leaving, she wanted to take back the painting and birthday gift that Li Nuo had given her.

Thinking this, Song Yiren saw two figures approaching from outside the courtyard.

Her body shivered, and she immediately dropped her sword and hid behind Li Nuo.

Seeing Li Nuo, Su Qing's face couldn't help but show anger, yet she forcefully suppressed the rage in her heart and asked, "Where is your father?"

Song Yiren hid behind Li Nuo, surprised to see her mother.

She had been locked up, yet her mother hadn't lashed out in anger.

Moreover, she seemed different than before...

Somehow... gentler.

And more beautiful.

She had never seen her mother like this.

Li Nuo replied indifferently, "At the Ministry of Justice."

Su Qing said, "Take us to pay respects to your mother."

Li Nuo didn't say anything, turning to walk toward the ancestral temple. They had been close enough to arrange a marriage for him while still pregnant with their own child; paying respects was the right thing to do.

Inside the Li Mansion ancestral temple.

Su Qing offered three sticks of incense in front of a spirit tablet, her face showing sadness as she spoke softly, "Sister Wan'er, I've come to see you. If you hadn't married Li Xuanjing, you wouldn't have... Ah!"

Li Nuo stood by the doorway, watching this scene.

Housekeeper Wu had told him that his mother had died from illness, but when she walked out of the ancestral temple, Li Nuo asked, "How did my mother really die?"

Su Qing's face darkened as she said, "Had it not been for Li Xuanjing's betrayal and being spurned by everyone, Wan'er wouldn't have succumbed to depression. She was already weak, then suddenly fell gravely ill. Li Xuanjing desperately sought doctors, and though Chang'an had many famous physicians, not one would save the wife of a traitor... This is all your father's fault!"

These things, Housekeeper Wu hadn't told him, nor could he have.

After Su Qing and her husband left the ancestral temple, they didn't leave Li Mansion.

Su Qing glanced at Song Yiren from afar and said, "Come here!"

Song Yiren approached with her head low and heart trembling; Su Qing lightly pinched her face, saying, "You've gained a little weight, it seems that in these past months, you've forgotten all the rules of the sect..."

Song Yiren had braced herself for a scolding, but what followed were no words of reproach.

Su Qing looked at her, her face showing a trace of surprise, and said, "Your cultivation has improved quite a bit. It seems that you haven't been negligent in your practice during this time, truly commendable..."

Watching her mother move towards Song Jiaren, Song Yiren stood still, stunned for a long time.

Is that it?

She had run away from the sect, and not even a single reprimand? Was this really her mother?

This was absolutely not the mother she knew.

Could it be that Mother also had a sister or sister who looked exactly like her?

At this moment, Su Qing walked up to Song Jiaren, held her hand, and for a while did not know how to start, only after a long while did she say, "Jiaren, didn't Mother take you with her back then, do you hate me?"

Song Jiaren shook her head.

She really didn't hate her at all.

As a child, she did have some grudges.

But she didn't know whether it was growing up and letting go, or the influence of cultivating the Yuqing Heart Technique, she had no hatred toward her.

Of course, she also didn't feel too much closeness.

She even felt that not being taken with her back then was a very fortunate thing.

Otherwise, her husband would now be Song Yiren's husband.

Li Nuo thought that after they had finished paying respects to their mother, they would leave.

But they actually sat down in the courtyard and showed no sign of leaving, so Li Nuo had no choice but to instruct the kitchen to prepare meals for two more people.

During the meal, Li Nuo took a few more glances at Lady Mother-in-law.

He too began to have certain doubts.

Could this be Lady Mother-in-law's twin sister?

Otherwise, how could the same person change so much in such a short period of time?

Not long ago, she had seemed like a menopausal tigress.

In a moment, she had become a different person, speaking in a soft and gentle voice, and during the meal, even serving food to Jiaren and Yiren, a stark contrast to earlier.

Could it be that a trip to the Ministry of Justice had settled her down?

Li Nuo and Song Yiren exchanged glances and saw doubt in each other's eyes.

Perhaps Housekeeper Wu had sent word ahead of time, because after dinner, Father also returned from the Ministry of Justice.

The three of them sat in the pavilion in the courtyard, discussing something unknown.

Song Yiren hid in her room, pressing her ear against the wall trying to eavesdrop, but heard nothing, probably because Mother had set up a barrier of True Qi for sound insulation.

However, this was not a problem for her.

She went out into the courtyard, sat beside the stone table, and watched their lip movements as they spoke.

When she was bored in solitary confinement before, she had her senior sister get some books for her to read, one of which taught lip-reading, and over the years, being locked up for at least two days each month, she had long learned to lip-read.

Inside the small pavilion.

Su Qing looked at Li Xuanjing and said, "Had you not released false information back then, deceiving even us, I would not have taken Yiren away, nor would I have taught Jiaren the Yuqing Heart Technique, so for this, you're the true instigator, you can't blame me."

Li Xuanjing nodded, acknowledging her words.

Su Qing continued, "Jiaren has cultivated the Yuqing Heart Technique, and over the past decade, under the influence of the Yuqing True Qi, her body became extremely yin and cold. Unless there's a strong cultivator in the Heavenly Heart Realm of the Yuqing lineage to dispel the cold within her, she will be unable to carry on the Li Family bloodline, you're aware of this, right?"

Li Xuanjing nodded again.

Su Qing went on, "With Jiaren's talent and cultivation of the Yuqing Heart Technique, she is very likely to reach the highest realms of the Martial Path. To ask her to abandon martial arts and be a wife and teacher for the Li Family would be such a pity."

After pondering for a moment, she then said, "I want Jiaren to go to Sanqing Mountain for cultivation."

Li Xuanjing shook his head and said, "Your Majesty's imperial marriage decree cannot be defied."

Su Qing said, "Jiaren and he might have the name of husband and wife, but they are not in fact husband and wife. The marriage arrangement back then was chosen by Yiren, so let Yiren marry into your Li Family in place of Jiaren. She cultivates the Shangqing lineage's mental method and can still engage in the Martial Path without giving it up to be a daughter-in-law for the Li family; after all, it was originally her place to begin with."

Li Xuanjing said, "That would be deceiving the Emperor..."

Su Qing glanced at him and said, "If you and I don't speak of it, who would know whether it's Jiaren or Yiren getting married?"

Li Xuanjing turned his head to look at the courtyard and asked, "Would Yiren be willing?"

Knowing her own daughter's thoughts better than anyone, Su Qing said confidently, "Trust me, she wants it more than anyone."

Seeing as his wife had not spoken of this matter to him, Song Zhe looked at her and asked, "Didn't you say Yiren already had a marriage arrangement at the Sanqing Sect?"

Su Qing waved her hand and said, "That's just them wishing for it; I didn't agree."

If she hadn't come to Chang'an this time, she did indeed have the idea of agreeing.

She herself had a failed marriage, but perhaps Yiren could find her happiness.

That person had good martial arts talent and was almost worthy of her.

But good martial arts talent, how could it compare to a Sixth-Ranking Scholar?

In her mind, her husband was already impressive, yet not even a top scholar.

How could a coarse Martial Artist who only knew how to wield swords and staff compete with a top scholar who could play the zither, paint and write poetry?

If he could be a bit more courteous to her, he would undoubtedly be the son-in-law Su Qing was most satisfied with.

As the mother who understood her daughter best, when Yiren stood up for him and talked back to her, she understood her daughter's feelings.

He was the husband she had chosen herself.

Had it not been for the past events, she would already have been his wife.

All of this was just to put everything back on the right track.

Li Nuo, sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, glanced over inadvertently and noticed that Yiren's face suddenly turned red.

Li Nuo looked at her and asked, "Why is your face so red, are you feeling unwell?"

Song Yiren lowered her head, fiddling with the corner of her dress, and said, "I'm hot, is that not okay…?"