Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife

Chapter 907: Chapter 907: That Would Be No Fun

That night, Long Yue prepared a sumptuous meal and, together with Li Qingmu, went to Beiyuan Palace where Qi Yun resided.

"Grandpa, Grandma, Dad and Mom are back!"

Yaoyao had grown quite a bit and learned to speak. Despite lacking any impression of the Imperial Family, she immediately darted inside to call out to Qi Yun and Rong Si upon seeing her parents’ return.

Rong Si was still eating dinner, while Qi Yun had already finished and was reading a book.

Since leaving the Imperial Palace and retiring completely, he had developed a special fondness for books of all kinds, the more unique, the better.

Upon hearing his precious granddaughter’s voice, Qi Yun quickly put down the book and came outside.

"Father, Mother."

Li Qingmu and Long Yue were very courteous. They greeted him instantly upon meeting.

Qi Yun looked at his dutiful son and daughter-in-law, and smiled: "Did you enjoy yourselves outside?"

Despite the dangerous places Li Qingmu and Long Yue went to, he only referred to it as "playing," not because he was overly relaxed, but because he had full confidence in his son and daughter-in-law, believing they could handle themselves calmly.

"Father, you jest. We didn’t go to play; we were looking for the Crown Prince!"

Li Qingmu replied sternly.

Qi Yun was speechless. Already the father of two children, he still liked to speak nonsense with a serious face; no one else quite like him.

But thinking back to his own youth... ah, never mind, a hero doesn’t talk about past glories.

"Child greets Father, Mother."

Rui’er stood by the doorframe, respectfully saluting Long Yue and Li Qingmu, his earnest demeanor was quite gratifying.

This child had matured a lot after a few days, becoming more sensible than his previous rambunctious self.

"Rui’er is a well-behaved and obedient child."

Qi Yun said while waving to Rui’er: "Rui’er, come over to Grandpa."

"Grandpa."

The youngster obediently walked over.

This scene made Li Qingmu and Long Yue utterly surprised. The little fellow was quite playful and mischievous elsewhere. How could he suddenly be so obedient with Qi Yun?

For a moment, the couple wondered whether they were unfit to be parents, unable to educate their child?

Seeing the young couple’s faces filled with shock, Qi Yun laughed heartily and pointed at them: "Both of you lacked parental love since childhood, so you want to give your child more care when you see him, even to the point of spoiling him."

Li Qingmu was a bit better off. Before Long Yue married him, he was a good student, considered the hope of the entire Li family, and treated fairly well.

Though not meticulously cared for, he at least had enough to eat and wasn’t starving.

In such a village, a child who could eat well, stay warm, and have education was already quite the privilege. Though later, Li Qingmu earned decent money from his writings and paintings to support the family, it was still the Li family that raised him in his childhood.

This fact cannot be denied.

But Long Yue was different.

Her mother treated her well during childhood, but after her mother passed early, her father... really a story too difficult to tell.

In such circumstances, she needed love, thus poured all the affection lost from her parents onto her son, consequently spoiling the boy.

Thinking of this, Long Yue felt ashamed, her face reddened.

"Actually, Father knows what you think, you always want the best life for your child, but... boys should face some hardships and experiences in life, otherwise they might become wasted."

Li Qingmu’s gaze shifted slightly; he did have some insight.

It’s fine for Rui’er to experience some minor hardships, but not like the ordeals he faced himself.

Multiple encounters with life and death, each time struggling on the edge; he doesn’t wish this for Rui’er, he hopes for Rui’er to grow up safe and happy, even if somewhat ordinary.

Qi Yun looked at him, seeing his silence, merely shook his head gently in the end.

He wasn’t him after all, some ideas inevitably differ.

But Qi Yun had this good trait, being enlightened, not demanding his children do what he dislikes. Thus, when Qi Jingyu left the Imperial City, he knew in fact. The Silver Armor Guards’ scouting abilities were far superior to the Yulong Pavilion.

Yet, he turned a blind eye.

"Father, I made some pastries, brought them for you and Mother to try."

Feeling the atmosphere slightly awkward, Long Yue hastily presented her specialty dishes, taking out all the dishes from the food boxes for Qi Yun and Rong Si to taste.

Rong Si was quite easy to please, ate whatever she was given, not hesitating to grab a few plates immediately to gobble down.

Uh...

Long Yue and Li Qingmu watched Rong Si’s eating manners with shock; it was like a whirlwind sweeping it all away, was she actually so hungry?

The couple simultaneously turned their gaze towards Qi Yun. Could this Father really be neglecting Rong Si?

Qi Yun’s face flushed red, he laughed awkwardly: "Father doesn’t cook, and she can’t either, the meals we make aren’t great, uh, we don’t eat very fully."

Li Qingmu, "..."

Long Yue, "..."

They both sympathetically looked at their son, realizing that’s how they grew under such conditions?

Even if just a month or two had passed, the parents couldn’t help but feel distressed.

Qi Yun quickly said: "Their meals aren’t bad, Father often has someone bring food from outside."

Long Yue was puzzled: "Father, since you’re bad at cooking, why not summon an Imperial Chef?"

Any random one would be better than doing it yourselves, right?

Qi Yun waved his hand: "No need, it’s not necessary, having an Imperial Chef, alongside guards and maids, would make life little different from the palace. This way, there’s no fun."

After he finished speaking, he chuckled, "Actually, tinkering recently, Father and your Mother’s culinary skills have improved, isn’t that right, Rui’er?"

Little Rui’er tilted his head, thought for a moment, and nodded: "Better tasting than before, not burnt, but sometimes bland, sometimes salty. Bland is fine, just add some salt. When salty, we have to eat more rice and buns."

Li Qingmu and Long Yue, "..."

Alright, they were certainly amused by this pair of characters.

Given the poor cooking and insufficient meals, Long Yue need not worry about overpreparing too much food, as the snacks and dishes were quickly devoured.

After eating and drinking, Qi Yun looked at his son, seemingly contemplating something and having a slightly hesitating air, knowing he was pondering some doubts.

"Yue’er, take the children and your Mother out for some air. Father has a few words for Mu’er."

Qi Yun wasn’t deliberately avoiding Long Yue, rather he wanted her to look after Rong Si and the children. Anyway, whatever he says to Li Qingmu, he would surely tell her later.

Long Yue complied and took Rui’er, Yaoyao, and Rong Si outside, while Li Qingmu went with Qi Yun to the study.

Entering the study, Qi Yun didn’t beat around the bush and directly said: "That underground mausoleum was built over multiple dynasties, so its mechanisms are intricately complex, not easily entered by the ordinary person."