Long Live the Mad Wife!

Chapter 87 - Chapter 87: Strange Origins



Chapter 87: Strange Origins

Translator: 549690339

” Find someone to investigate the identity of Ah Chen’s uncle.” Feng Chu Ge thought for a while and finally said.

The appearance of this uncle was too strange. Even though Ah Chen was sure that the person was his uncle, she was still a little worried.

The incident with Feng Chaoyang yesterday had made her feel wary.

Violet Orchid and the others also knew their master’s cautiousness, so they nodded in agreement.

Jagged rockery, shady trees, pavilions and pavilions everywhere, clear pools, carved corridors and painted pillars were very exquisite. The sunlight scattered on the trees and through the branches, as if scattering broken jade on the ground.

In an octagonal pavilion built by the lake, a woman in a blue silk dress was lying on a soft couch made of white jade. The breeze blew the thin silk dress, revealing the woman’s lazy appearance.

Her eyebrows were long and slender, but they contained endless strength. Her long eyelashes were like two fans, casting two pieces on her flawless face.

Suddenly, she opened her long and narrow phoenix eyes. Those eyes seemed to be filled with treasures that contained seven-colored flowing lights, but they were clear and without ripples…

“You found it?”

As her cold voice fell, Bi Luo flew over from not far away.

“Miss, Fengyue Brothel can’t find any information about this person. We only know that he just appeared in Heaven Enlightenment two days ago. Moreover, someone found out that although he was also looking for someone, it was definitely not as he said he was looking for All Chen’s family. Moreover, he said that something happened in his hometown, so he came to seek refuge with his relatives here. This was also wrong. His strength was clearly so high. He simply would not have fallen to such a state.”

“Oh?” Feng Chu Ge sat up straight, his eyes revealing a hint of interest.

As expected…Things weren’t as simple as they made them out to be.

“Miss, this uncle’s background is really strange. Should we…” Bi Luo said as she swiped her hand across her neck, making a ‘kill’ gesture.

“Let’s observe him for a few more days. I think he treats Ah Chen quite well.”

That uncle had indeed treated Ah Chen well, but the feeling he gave her these past two days was that of a loyal subordinate treating his master.

But… Was that even possible?

Ah Chen was just a child abandoned by his parents. How could he have such a background?

Unless she had been wrong all along.

Feng Chuge’s pupils constricted again.

When he saw Ah Chen being abandoned in the wilderness, and when he mentioned his parents, Ah Chen didn’t seem to be in a good mood. Feng Chuge concluded that he was abandoned by his parents, just like the original body.

But now, it seemed that she was wrong.

Bi Luo seemed to have thought of something and said,” Oh right, Young Miss, yesterday our people found out that uncle left the residence at midnight and only returned at dawn…”

Feng Chuge raised his head, and his eyes shone with a faint light.

He got up and headed to a certain place.

“Miss, where are you going?”

“I’ll go and meet that uncle-”

In Ah Chen’s room, All Chen sat by the side.

Beixuan stood below.

“Master, everything that you instructed has been done. When the headmaster of the Cloudy Sky Academy heard that Master was going to his place, he was terrified beyond words.”

Ah Chen nodded.” Well done-”

Hearing his master’s praise, a smile flashed across Beixuan’s face.

It seemed that Master hadn’t praised anyone for a long time!

“Then Master, after you go to the Cloud Sky Academy, when will you go back to the Heavenly Hell?”

Ah Chen raised his eyes and looked straight at Beixuan with his dark pupils.

That gaze made Beixuan’s hair stand on end..

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