Chapter 214 - 214: A Warrior Can Be Killed But Not Humiliated
Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âI donât think itâll be so bad. Even if weâve offended the princess, sheâs not Jiaqiâs superior or an official. She couldnât harm others. This matter will have to go through the Emperor. It depends on what our Emperor decides to do.â
Old Mistress Wang wiped away a tear, âIf something happens to them, I wonât go anywhere. Iâll stay home to take care of this family and the children.â
âWhy are you crying? The situation isnât clear yet.â
âItâs probably going to end badly.â
âLetâs talk about it when the time comes.â
As the elderly couple worried, Yuan Jiaqi arranged everything for Chuanâer. With his sharp, wise eyes, Chuanâer looked mature beyond his years.
âFather, have you finally made it out? Will Mother allow you to sleep in her room?â
Yuan Jiaqi patted Chuanâerâs little head and said, âYouâll sleep with your brother tonight, but donât sleep like a log. Keep your senses sharp.â
âI understand, Father. You donât need to worry about me. Just take care of yourself. â
Yuan Jiaqi, face red with embarrassment, carried his luggage and went to the backyard. Meanwhile, Qiao Mai was in the small kitchen, busy preparing a meal.
He placed his luggage on Qiao Maiâs bed, tidying it up as he contemplated the evening, unable to contain his excitement.
In the courtyard were four dishes and a pot of wine, all of Yuan Jiaqiâs favorite dishes.
Yue Hong and Yue Xia took Lingâer and went to Old Mistress Wangâs place to create a conducive atmosphere for the two.
Qiao Mai served him a portion of the dish. âCome, itâs quite late, and you must be hungry.â
âA bit, yes.â
His anxiety was evident in his slightly stuttering speech.
âNo need to be nervous. You need some time to adjust. We wonât do anything tonight; weâll wait until youâve adapted before engaging in the marital ceremony.â
Her straightforwardness surprised Yuan Jiaqi. He was, after all, a man from ancient times, and such directness caught him off guard.
âA-anything you say, wife.â
âWell, Iâll drink to your courage today, defying the royal authority for me.â The couple exchanged cups, and Yuan Jiaqi soon felt a little lightheaded.
âWife, I donât intend to defy the imperial authority. Itâs just that I canât stand that princess. She has no shame. Sheâs a young woman; she could have found an unmarried young man. Instead, sheâs set her sights on a married man with a child. Do you think her conduct is improper?â
âIf she were to change her ways, it might be tolerable.â
âThe problem is that she wants to separate us. Iâve endured a lot all because sheâs a princess. I havenât spoken out against her to avoid trouble.â
With the aid of alcohol, Yuan Jiaqi poured out his heart, much like a child who had been wronged and returned home to confide in his family.
âYou spoke out against the princess because you couldnât stand her?â
âItâs not just that. I love you, and I canât imagine a life without you. No one should come between us or tarnish your reputation. In my heart, you are like a heavenly fairy. â
Qiao Mai watched him with a dreamy look in his eyes, knowing he had consumed a considerable amount of alcohol and was speaking drunkenly.
âWhat if they threaten you with Chuanâer?â
âChuanâer has also received your kindness. My son and I are willing to repay it with our lives. Please, wife, donât abandon the two of us.
âIf you hadnât scolded her, I wouldnât have said those things today. Some matters need to be handled with more tact.â
âShe told me to divorce you. I canât be subtle when sheâs so brazen. I, Yuan Jiaqi, am an upright man.â
âCome on, Iâll help you back to bed. Youâve had quite a bit to drink.â
Yuan Jiaqi wobbled as he stood up, and after a few unsteady steps, he plopped down. His face was flushed.
âWife, Iâm a bit nervous. I drank quite a bit of wine to bolster my courage. Iâm sorry.â
Once on the brick bed, he flopped down and fell fast asleep.
Qiao Mai shook her head helplessly. He spoke as if she were a wild beast and needed alcohol to bolster his courage.
She undressed him, took off his shoes and outer clothing, and guided him inside.
From the doorway, she observed Yue Hong and Yue Xia tidying up the table while Lingâer played on the floor. She gave them some instructions and then closed the door behind her.
While they were drinking, she had already considered that violence couldnât be the solution to quell this matter. She wasnât afraid of it, but life wouldnât be peaceful after that.
To maintain peace and harmony, she needed to use something from the world of immortals â elixirs.
In her collection of elixir recipes, there was a third-grade elixir called âForget
Dust Elixir,â which was different from the âForget Love Elixir.â
The latter would make you forget your emotions, while the âForget Dust Elixirâ would erase a segment of oneâs memory. For cultivators, taking it would make them forget the past year. For regular people, it would erase memories from two to three years ago. The higher the grade of the elixir, the more memories it could erase, and the longer the duration.
To regain those memories would require several years. Even if she woke up and remembered everything, so much time would have passed. Who would believe her words?
She decided to let the princess taste the effects of this elixir, which would be a bargain for her.
After glancing at Yuan Jiaqi, she blinked and entered her space.
Qiao Mai had the recipe but no elixir, so she needed to refine a batch. This was a bit time-sensitive, so she sat by her computer and searched on the platform.
Using her barter ability, she exchanged twenty third-grade elixirs for twenty âForget Dust Elixirsâ and paid a nominal handling fee.
She put the vials in her pocket, checked the time, and found it was still early. She walked out of her room.
Greeny had taken care of her domain quite well, naming it âWheat Residence.â It had turned the surrounding shelves into antique-looking curio cabinets, with modern items on display, along with some elixirs Qiao Mai had refined and various items she had obtained on the platform.
âGreeny?â
âMaster, Iâm here,â Greeny appeared in a flash.
âWhat are you up to?â
âFarming.â
âAre you tired?â
âMaster, Iâm not tired. Iâm a spirit of the space, so I donât need to do things like regular farmers. I plant and harvest with my thoughts.â
Qiao Mai closed her eyes and checked her space. âItâs Level Seven now?â
âYes. There are currently three hundred million acres of land.â
âAlmost catching up to Earth where I lived my previous life?â
Greeny pursed her lips in disdain. âI couldnât speak before, but I knew everything. The place you lived was the smallest star in the galaxy. You donât know that in the vastness of the universe, there are stars ten, twenty times, even a hundred times bigger than Earth.â
âWow, too bad Iâm not an astronaut. I can only listen to you talk about it.â
âYou should focus on your cultivation. If you have the chance, you can tear through the void and explore the outside world.â
âLetâs talk about it later. I donât have such high aspirations. All I want is a peaceful and happy life.â
Qiao Mai reached into the void and pulled out a large strawberry, which she held while eating.
âMmm, the fruit from my space tastes much better than outside.â
âOf course, itâs enriched with spiritual energy, big in size, sweet in taste, and good for your body. Master, you are now a cultivator, so you should avoid eating too many external things with impurities.â
âBut thereâs a human world outside with flavors I like.â
Qiao Mai chatted with Greeny in her space for a while before changing into her night robes.
Yuan Jiaqi was sleeping soundly, still snoring gently. The surroundings were quiet. Earlier, she had placed a trace of her consciousness on the princess. Following this thread of consciousness, she traveled fifty miles to the south to find her and her attendants.
Qiao Mai pressed their sleeping acupoints and unceremoniously placed a âForget Dust Elixirâ into each of their mouths.
She couldnât let just the princess take it; they had to consume it together. Sixteen elixirs were wasted: twelve guards, two maids, and one servant, in addition to the princess.
All of this couldnât be bought with money. Qiao Mai felt heartbroken, so she pinched the princessâs cheek.
She was even of noble blood, but her skin was so rough. The ancient skincare techniques were simply insufficient.
Even if she had natural smooth skin, it had been overshadowed by their backward practices..