A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Chapter 117: That Femina Male

Translator: LiamHW

After Song Qinghan explained everything to Wu Dahu, Wu Dahu remained his calmness on face, and then responded in a faint tone, “Oh is that so? Then I should keep my mind in peace, that’s the only way I can quell the poison, right? Then I can definitely control it myself without the antidote, don’t risk yourself to get me that snowlotus.”

Song Qinghan shook his head and said softly, “If you don’t have any emotions, what is the difference between you and a puppet? That’s the most tricky and evil fact about this drug!”

Wu Dahu paused for a moment, then said slowly, “I’ll go find Zhai Su to see whether he gets another way, he’s such omnipotent, and I think he can definitely find the so-called snowlotus.”

Seeing that he had come up with such an extreme plan, Song Qinghan knew that he was anxious too. He patted Wu Dahu on the shoulder and said softly, “Don’t worry, Old Zhu promised to help us. And I think he will go and find Zhai Su either, let’s just wait for few more days.”

However, it seemed that the good news wasn’t that kind of patient as they were, it came before the night fell. But despite the good news, it was rather queer for the news coming.

As Song Qinghan heard a short and rapid door-knocking sound, he hurriedly rushed over the opened the door. Outside the gate there stood a kiddo who emphasized the words one after another, “Someone, said, he, got, the snowlotus, get, Wu Dahu, onto, the carriage, if you want it.”

And then, the kiddo fled away in joy as if he had accomplished a big mission.

Song Qinghan rushed to catch the kiddo and asked with a frown, “Who said that? Where is he taking us to?”

The kiddo, who was startled by a sudden grab, burst out crying all of a sudden, and answered loudly, “I don’t know, I know nothing about it… Someone got me a candy string and I promised to pass on a message for him. I know nothing, I know nothing, please don’t punish me…”

There were pedestrians passing by on the road. When they saw the crying child, they judged on Song Qinghan as if he had done something like perpetrate every conceivable crime and be unpardonably wicked.

Noticing that, Song Qinghan let go of the kiddo who delivered an incoherent speech. The kiddo fled away in a quick move once again and disappeared in the darkness at once, leaving Song Qinghan standing still while being rather worried towards the unknown matter.

It was not of queerness for him that someone found the snowlotus. What made him confused the most was that why the guy would get him informed by such a strange way.

He got two speculations. One was that the person who found the snowlotus didn’t know them at all, and the other was that the person had bad intentions. Otherwise, why would he bring them to somewhere unknown away from their own house?

However, he got no choice now and had to obey such a demand if he really wanted to save Wu Dahu, because he got no right for this situation to make a bet whether the other party let out a fake news or not. In other words, even though the probability of it being a fake news was up to ninety percent, he still had to strive for the last ten percent for saving his husband.

He turned to stare at the carriage which had long hidden in the shadow, and then walked to approach it. Just before he was about to say something, the cart driver opened his mouth suddenly exposing his empty oral cavity.

It turned out that the cart driver for this trip was actually a mute!

He walked into the house and told Wu Dahu about what had just happened. Wu Dahu reached an agreement with Song Qinghan towards the matter, but he didn’t approve of the ten percentage stuff. After all, in his mind, Song Qinghan’s life was more valuable than his. If anything happened to Song Qinghan, he would be so much regretful.

Just as the two of them were in a stalemate, Hualian showed up suddenly and pulled open the door, kneeing down and saying decisively, “Young Master, Young Mistress. I would volunteer to put on disguise as Young Mistress and head to the place and probe the situation.”

Though such an action of stepping forward voluntarily might make Wu Dahu and Song Qinghan misunderstand that he was eavesdropping outside the room, Hualian wasn’t regretful to make such a decision at all. As long as he could be useful in this family and do something valuable, he would be much satisfied.

Song Qinghan did not think that Hualian was eavesdropping on them, because it happened that it was just the right time for Hualian to come back and have dinner. Probably Hualian found that no one was in the kitchen and he had to check it out in the room.

He didn’t reject the decision immediately. But just answered in a low voice after a while of consideration, “Do you know that fact that probably you won’t be able to come back after this trip?”

Hualian got his head stuck tightly on the ground as he was still kneeing down, and then he answered decisively, “I know, I know every risk it might post, I, as a loyal servant, would love to bear every possible result myself, I would even accept the death if I have to.”

Hearing that, Song Qinghan sighed and nodded, “Alright then, go and get the cloth of mine.”

After he left, Wu Dahu thought for a moment and frowned, “But how can you follow the carriage? I mean, It’s too late to rent a cart right now.”

Song Qinghan chuckled and bent down to take out a thick hemp rope under the bed. His eyes blinked wisely and then he said slowly, “Since the other party is so secretive, I won’t choose the flagrant way to follow either. I will hang the rope on the back of the carriage and let it drag me to the place, as long as I find something is not in a right situation, I will loosen the rope and get the yamen runners there. Trust me, no one is going to find me.”

Wu Dahu sized up the length of the rope, nodding, and then he rose from the bed, walked out of the room, walked out to the gate together with Hualian who had already gotten his cloth changed.

Such a trip was full of threatening and perilous factors, so they couldn’t bring Yuan Wenxuan and Little Shitou with them now. And in addition, the other party did not mention that they had to bring these two kids. Therefore, Song Qinghan handed Little Shitou over to Yuan Wenxuan and turned to follow Wu Dahu in behind. And then secretly, he got to the back of the carriage and tied the rope.

The carriage, as Song Qinghan guessed, passed through every isolated pathway while evading every main road.

And because of the cheerlessness of the pathway, no one was able to find the nuance as the carriage was running. Even though occasionally there were several passersby noticed such a queer matter, they didn’t shout or scream.

At the very beginning as the carriage started running, it was easy for Song Qinghan to run following the lead by the carriage. But as the carriage gradually sped up, he finally gave up struggling and let the tight rope drag him forwards.

The road was getting more and more remote. When they reached the outskirts, they walked further away. It was only when a dazzling mansion appeared in the area visible to the naked eye that the carriage gradually slowed down.

Song Qinghan stared at the mansion sizing up and down, and then his face assumed an expression of deep hesitation.

He knew now that not every person who lived in the suburban area was an ordinary person without any solid background. Well, he could draw such a conclusion from the deed of Zhai Su. In addition, the obvious magnificence of the mansion had told him the answer: the ones lived in here should be someone who was financially sound man.

This conclusion was either a blessing or a curse for them. The bright side was that the existence of the snowlotus might be a real news, but the downside of it was that it would be hard for them to get rid of the noble if something happened out of their expectation…

The carriage finally stopped while Song Qinghan was still getting his mind wilder. He quickly rushed over and untied the rope, threw it to the corner, and then hid himself somewhere out of the guards’ sight.

A butler came out of the mansion gate in enthusiasm after Wu Dahu and Hualian got out of the carriage, he spoke cheerfully, “Oh, finally! Our Master has waited you two for so long. Come on it!”

Well, everything they had done probably would just be in vein if they entered so rashly, therefore, Wu Dahu frowned while saying, “Where is the snowlotus? We won’t get in if we don’t see it.”

And then he turned around and postured like he was about to leave.

But suddenly, those guards pulled out the swords in their hands and blocked the way of Wu Dahu.

Song Qinghan, who was observing secretly and getting tense by the scene, looked at cart driver who was now resting and leaning against the pillar of the carriage. He was all-prepared to rush over and knock the cart driver out if something really happened. And then they could rub the carriage and fled away.

Fortunately, it was the butler who broke in and mediated, he smiled with a bright smile, saying, “Of course you can, Our Master had already known that childe Wu would say something like that. This is the snowlotus.”

As soon as he finished the last bit of his words, a servant came out with a jade box in both hands. The butler approached and opened the jade box, exposing the entirely snowy-white, juicy and succulent snowlotus.

Wu Dahu subconsciously took a step forward, but the servant quickly closed the box and turned around and disappeared.

Seeing that Wu Dahu’s face was assuming an expression of disappointment, the butler rolled his eyes, and then smiled, “Childe Wu, this snowlotus is rather useless for Our Master currently, so it is all prepared for you. But before delivering this to you, Our Master still got some words for you.”

“Can’t he just come out and tell us here? Who knows what’s inside!?”

Wu Dahu continued to test their limits in a tentative way in finding the best resolution for himself.

After that, the butler sank into a long hesitation while his eyeballs turned left subconsciously as if he was asking the others for any suggestions.

“Alright, you guys can withdraw now.”

A voice that was familiar with Wu Dahu but completely unfamiliar to Song Qinghan sounded.

Wu Dahu turned to look at the man who was approaching from inside. He then frowned after a long while of observation, and said, “Oh, it’s you!”

The man was nobody else but the one whom Wu Dahu saved in that woods, Guan Yiyu.

However, when he first saw Guan Yiyu that day, the femina man was forced to put on dust and mud. But now the figure was totally a far cry from that day, the rouge, the floral pattern cloth and every other makeup just made the femina man another look. And that’s why Wu Dahu didn’t recognize him at the first glance.

Guan Yiyu blinked, took a step forward, reached out to hold on to the corner of Wu Dahu’s sleeves, sizing up and down while pursing and smiling, “Well, well, it seems that you’ve gained a good physic and recover so soon. You almost freaked me out when you’re on the stage.”

The femina man’s intimate gesture made Wu Dahu feel rather uncomfortable for no reason. He took a step back and said, “Young Master, let us just make it clear, what should I do for gaining the snowlotus?”

Guan Yiyu seemed to ignore Wu Dahu’s words purposely, and then he strolled left and right in front of Hualian, and then sneered slightly after a short glance, “Your husband seems to cherish his life the most, he doesn’t even have the courage to go through thick and thin together with you.”

Seeing that the femina man had seen through the disguise of Hualian, Wu Dahu frowned and asked, “How do you know? We just met in an accident, how do you know so many information from me?”

Guan Yiyu walked back to him and said coquettishly, “Because I’ve been investigating you in secret for a long time, will you be unhappy? But I just want to get to know who saved me. No malicious intention at all. ”

Wu Dahu frowned tightly. When he realized that the anger in his mind was accumulating, he relaxed and said calmly, “No one will be at ease for such a matter, but childe, if you just want to play with us today for getting us here, I might apologize to you in advance now that we are leaving!”

“I CAN GIVE YOU THE SNOWLOTUS!”

Guan Yiyu roared as Wu Dahu and Hualian turned and was about to leave.

“BUT,” he paused, showing confidence in his eyes, “YOU SHOULD MARRY ME.”