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A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life[1]
The next morning, when the servants outside were busy doing chores, a sudden ear-splitting bawl burst out from the yard.
âThe infanta hasnât married to the family yet, and now youâre showing your ruthlessness to me and Little Shitou! How heartless you are, you even feel no compunction for that, right?â
The people who passed by looked at each other and slowed down their paces. They made their ears erupted as high as possible as if they wanted to dig out more secrets to fulfill their curiosities.
Wu Dahu snorted coldly as if he didnât want to pay any more attention on Song Qinghan. He reached out to open the door, and just as he was about to step outward, he was dragged by Song Qinghan tightly by the thigh.
Noticing that, all the rubberneckers hurriedly withdrew their sights and lowered down their heads, pretending that he saw nothing at all.
âDonât you go! You have to give me an answer today, or I will kill myself right now right here!â
âClickingâ, a kitchen knife was thrown onto the ground suddenly, which totally startled those who stayed closer to the scene.
Wu Dahu was impatient with Song Qinghanâs reaction. He threw away Song Qinghanâs hand discomfiting him till he fell to the ground, and then said coldly, âWhat kind of answer do you want from me, huh? Donât you see the Imperial Decree, are you going to tie down the whole family?â
Song Qinghan was stunned and his eyes were full of disbelief. Suddenly, he covered his face and started to cry.
âThe Imperial Decree IS Imperial Decree itself, but donât ever try to beautify your reaction with such an irresponsible attitude! You probably think that the Imperial Decree actually match your intention, so that you can kick me out rightly and properly.â
Hearing that, Wu Dahuâs expression became even more annoyed. The veins on his forehead bulged and he frowned, saying, âHave you collected the evidences to prove that I got an irresponsible attitude? No one but you! Since the day the Imperial Decree was delivered, you became insanely and unreasonably troublesome. Iâm going out now, youâd better stay at home for a deep self-inspection!â
Song Qinghan widened his eyes and stared at Wu Dahuâs resolute back with astonishment. Suddenly, he reached out and wiped his face and struggled to stand up, bent down to pick up the kitchen knife on the ground and stabbed it into his abdomen.
Those who stood there from the very beginning at the scene suddenly screamed, they hurriedly threw the tools in hands and rushed over, while shouting aloud, âSomeone is dying, someone is dying, help! Help! â
Blackish red blood exuded from the gaps between Song Qinghanâs fingers. He covered his abdomen tightly and then collapsed weakly.
Wu Dahu heard the disturbance sound, and then he turned his head in an utter shock, rushed back the next moment and pushed away several people who surrounded. He carried up Song Qinghan in arms, saying regretfully, âWhat are you doing? Whatâs wrong with me going outside to find a way!â
Song Qinghan smiled faintly, slowly reaching out his bloodstained hand, stroked Wu Dahuâs side face and said softly, âIâd rather die than share you with othersâ¦â
After that, he seemed to be unable to hold on anymore. He tilted his head and fainted.
Wu Dahuâs expression revealed full of pain. He raised his head and shouted at the people standing in front of him, âGet out of the way.â Then he carefully carried Song Qinghan back to the room.
Not long after that, Hualian ran outwards hurriedly, seemingly he was out to get a doctor.
Before leaving, Hualian intentionally closed the door so that people outside the yard werenât able to have a peek inside anymore. Right at that moment, they seemed to be quite disappointed for not being able to watch a show.
But when they noticed the sporadic blood stains on the ground, they looked at each other tacitly, and then dissipated in all directions. Everyone of them seemed to be rather excited, probably it was because they got a news today to brag about.
Wu Dahu put Song Qinghan in bed gently, and turned his head subconsciously to take a glance at the gate. He then heaved a sigh of relief while saying in resignation, âI thought the blood was real when I saw you were bleeding. You almost freak me out and I almost exposed.â
Song Qinghan grinned as he took out a Kraft paper bag from his arms and washed away the remaining blackish red blood. He looked quite pleased and whispered, âSee how talented I am now? Fortunately the current weather isnât that hot, and I added some salt in it. Otherwise, if the blood started to solidify, we might have encountered a big trouble.â
Seeing that Song Qinghan looked rather relaxed, Wu Dahu smiled either. Just as he was about to help him find a clean dress to change, he was stopped by Song Qinghan by a low-voice shout, âI canât change the cloth, we canât continue the show if I change my cloth right now. We should make a false delusion to the others that I got serious injured that even a cloth changing would kill me. In that case, this will be more real.â
Not long, Hulain came in followed by Luo Haiyun in behind, and then closed meticulously.
Luo Haiyun had long been informed of this matter by Song Qinghan, so he didnât put on any expression of shock or something. Yet he still shouted aloud as if he had just met a ghost inside the room, âWHAT MADE YOU BE SO SERIOUSLY INJURED??â
Song Qinghan was stunned. But the next moment he noticed that Luo Haiyun was blinking his eyes, so he knew now that Luo Haiyun was just cooperating with him to play the show. He smiled and nodded, showing his gratitude.
After Luo Haiyun entered the room, his face suddenly became serious and he said in a low voice, âYou might be lucky to hide the fact this time, but what about the next time?â
Upon hearing Luo Haiyunâs words, Song Qinghan also put away the smile on his face and sighed. âLetâs just wait and see, if the Fifth Prince intends to force us mercilessly. We arenât kittens too, we might choose to make things big and sounded.â
Luo Haiyun pursed his lips and thought of something. And then he suddenly uttered, âIn my points of view, itâs better for the doer to undo what he has done. As long as His Highness Hening takes the initiative to handle this, everything will be easy.â
Song Qinghan paused and didnât respond.
Of course he knew that as long as Hening came up to say something, things would be much easier!
But, what qualification he got to require Hening to do something? Or what would he expect Hening to do? To let him confront the Imperial Decree and resist it? Or to beg him to replace the Fifth Prince to marry a barbarian?
Although he didnât know how Hening succeeded persuading the Emperor about the exemption for the matrimonial alliance marriage, he still could guess that the price wasnât that small. Moreover, speaking of the fact of matrimonial alliance marriage, the results were always the same, helpless and tragic no matter what time it was. Why should they be empowered to require the other individual to sacrifice for the whole family?
Noticing that Song Qinghan didnât say anything, Wu Dahu made a sound, âThereâs no need to worry about this matter. As long as the marriage thing is engaged in advance, it will be impossible to get it changed. I am confident that when the Fifth Prince finds out he isnât the competitive one pitting against His Highness Hening, he wonât pay his attention on us anymore.â
What Wu Dahu said was just one possibility. There was another possibility that he didnât mention. That was: Probably the Fifth Prince would be crazier as the his marriage day was approaching, and resorted to any possible unscrupulous means to torment them, or just simply wanted to vent his wrath on them.
No matter what was awaiting them, their life was still moving on. Luo Haiyun took a while in the room before he wandered in the yard, he approached to the gate purposely, and said aloud, âHe got a really bad injury. He should take a good rest for a long period, youâd better keep him at home within one month, alright?â
Wu Dahu followed up behind, frowning and showing a long face, and then replied in a sorrow look, âOkay, doctor. I will take good care of him. Heâs my wedded husband anyway.â
âAlright.â Luo Haiyun sounded, reaching out to pat Wu Dahu on the shoulder, and then left lifting the medicine box.
Wu Dahu looked at Luo Haiyunâs back with his attention focused on the corner of his eye. After discovering that people were just leaving gate one after another, he pretended that nothing was just happening and turned back to shut the door.
After a few days, Song Qinghan suddenly realized that life had become too peaceful, as if something had been left behind beyond his attention.
Noticing that Wu Dahu was watering flower in the yard, he suddenly recalled something in his mind. And finally, the thing he forgot occurred to him again, and then he subconsciously asked, âArenât you still unassigned?â
Logically speaking, it was Wu Dahuâs turn after the assignations of the other two. Yet it seemed that everything was abnormally quiet out there without any news. And Wu Dahu didnât attend the banquets now as days ago.
Wu Dahu paused after hearing Song Qinghanâs words. He raised his head to look at him and suddenly smiled. He chuckled and said softly, âProbably the Emperor had forgotten it, since we can still stay here and get a life, why donât we stay for some more time. We will wait and see until youâre totally ârecoveredâ. And then we will leave the state capital if we still get no news about the assignment at that time.â
Song Qinghanâs heart tightened. He came to know that everything seemed not to be that simple.
One needed to know the fact that the Emperor should be rather in handling every case of governing event everyday, it was impossible for him to memorize everything by himself alone. If he had to do it himself, then what was the use of the other officials?
Therefore, if the Emperor did not do this on purpose, it would be someone who made a move in the middle and intended to make the Emperor forget about it.
He didnât even need to think much before he knew who was behind the scenes. He frowned and said, âAh, I know who messed that up now, the Fifth Prince is so annoying, he now gets a complete hatred on usâ¦â
Before he finished his words, he paused and seemed to understand the Fifth Princeâs intentions suddenly. He then sneered, âIt seems that he intended to make me take the initiative to find him. Well, he is quite smart by using this trick this time. Me getting a real bad injury or a fake one isnât an important for him at all. Ha, he doesnât even give me a chance to put up another show.â
Seeing that Song Qinghan was heading out, Wu Dahu quickly stopped him and advised, âWhy do you bother yourself since he doesnât bother us this time? Itâs not important for me whether I can get the assignment or not. Whatâs the use if I get the assignment but he urges you to do another mission which will be beyond our capacity?â
Song Qinghan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. He was like a loyal soldier who went to the execution ground and said with certainty, âHavenât you figured out his intention yet? No matter what reaction we will get, he will never give it up troubling us. No assignment this time, but what about the next time? Shut off our shop? And probably the following fate awaiting us is that we are going to be sentenced in the jail!â
The memory of being framed by Wang Huailing occurred to Wu Dahu suddenly. He sighed softly, and then gave a way, stood firmly behind Song Qinghan, and emphasized every single word, âThen I will go with you.â
His reaction was not beyond Song Qinghanâs expectations. Therefore, Song Qinghan paused for a brief moment and then he nodded, answering, âAlright then, letâs go there together, and make that clearer. To conquer or to die!â
Entering the palace was not an easy task, but as soon as Song Qinghan mentioned his name, the guard let them go. It seemed like someone had made an order in advance.
It didnât seem that it was the Fifth Prince who made that. Song Qinghan searched carefully in his memories, and finally he fixed the target on the Imperial Noble Consort, the one who got the most beautiful face in the world.
That man looked charming and kind, but no one knew what his internal world looked like.
However, Song Qinghan was sure that the so-called Imperial Noble Consort was not a simple character. After all, the imperial harem is a place full of open strife and veiled struggle. Even though the Imperial Noble Consort got an invincibly beautiful look himself, he still needed to make every possible means to keep his seat.