A Western Doctor’s Happy Farming Life[1] 198

Song Qinghan paused as his movement holding the teacup in hand froze suddenly, and then he placed the teacup back on the table, while saying expressionlessly, “It’s fine, get up, it’s nothing but just a teapot, nothing is going to be serious unless you get scalded.”

Lianyue got his body shivering, rose from the ground slowly, and then sat down on the seat weakly. He begged while lowering down his head, “Mistress, I want to hang out for a brief moment, is that fine?”

As a response, Song Qinghan pretended to not know anything, yet after that he spoke out of purpose, “Where are you heading to? The Grand Coordinator is coming over later, if he finds that someone is missing within the house, he probably will make an investigation on you.”

Hearing that, Lianyue raised his head suddenly, with a trace of complicated emotion mixed in his eyes, and then he answered in a low voice, “The Lord is coming over? Will he stay for dining with us? Have Hualian purchased some pears? I heard that the soup of rock sugar and pear stew is rather friendly to treat the cough, and I noticed that the Lord was coughing seriously just then.”

Song Qinghan tapped the table with his fingers and said in an interrogating tone, “Well, it’s not a good news for the Grand Coordinator to come over here, let alone to stay for dining with us? It would be a good news for him not to be refused in return already.”

When it came to the affairs in Wu Dahu’s family, Lianyue was always an outsider and knew nothing in this family. So once he was informed with such a news, he couldn’t help but ask, “Mistress, what’s going on out there? Why will the Lord Grand Coordinator visit us today personally?”

Noticing that the topic they were now talking about was finally being on track, Song Qinghan delivered another faint smile while uttering, “In general, someone is framing us of collaborating the Northern minorities. And if we can’t give him a reasonable answer, all my family members will welcome the huge catastrophe.”

Hearing that, Lianyue got tense suddenly, it was the first time for him to finally realize that the current situation was on the verge of danger, he then asked out of nervousness, “Then what should we do?”

Song Qinghan took another sip of tea and said softly, “If this matter is going to be solved smoothly, and probably I will be at a good mood. At that time probably I will be cooler upon getting along with the Grand Coordinator, and maybe I will tell him about all I know to help treat him to get rid of that annoying coughing symptom.”

Once the bait was put down, Lianyue, the biggest fish in the water, was hooked in a flash. He hurried to respond in an anxious tone, “Or maybe, maybe we can send someone out to be a scapegoat? Anyway, if there is someone to confess the guilt, the issue will be solved perfectly,  right? ”

Seeing so, the confusion in Song Qinghan’s mind was going further.

He would never believe that the relationship between Lianyue and the Grand Coordinator was ordinary, but if it was not ordinary, why did the Grand Coordinator refuse to accept Lianyue when then met again? Should it be that the Grand Coordinator once saved Lianyue in an accident? No way, Lianyue was raised by a performer family since he was a child, so the possibility for him to once travel to the Yueban City was faint.

He came to answer while thinking, “It is indeed one of the ways out, but who will volunteer to be the scapegoat then? And he should fabricate a reasonable story for that, it’s not that easy…”

Lianyue frowned as if he had found the difficulty of the issue itself either. With his eyes rolled slightly, and at the moment when he glance at his belly, he suddenly spoke as if something in his mind occurred to him abruptly, “Mistress, let me be the one. I’ve got a reason for myself, I can confess to the Lord that the child in my belly belongs to a man from the Northern minorities…”

Song Qinghan looked at him with surprise and didn’t speak for a long time.

He never expected that what Lianyue thought currently would perfectly match the idea of his.

However, there was still some difference between his idea and the thoughts of Lianyue. The most crucial difference was that if he tried to imbue his idea mandatorily into Lianyue’s brain as his order, he wasn’t assured whether there would be some mistakes emerged abruptly midway. Yet situation changed when it was out of Lianyue’s willingness to conceive of such a way, even if mistake would happen midway beyond expectation, he could still react promptly with Lianyue’s sense of cooperation.

Thinking of that, Song Qinghan raised his eyebrows, and said, “Are you that selfless? Have you ever thought of your child? You should know that such a guilt probably will bring you a destruction of being beheaded.”

Lianyue clenched his fists there, and placed the fists on both sides of his knees. The sudden blue veins on the back of his hands were revealing the unease of his current mind.

After a long while, just at the moment Song Qinghan thought that he was about to change his mind, he spoke suddenly, “Someone should stand out bringing the turning point for the whole issue. Otherwise, all of your lives, including the Lord Grand Coordinator’s and the ones of your family, will be threatened.”

Song Qinghan sized Lianyue up carefully, he praised secretly in his mind that even though Lianyue now was ‘degenerated’ to be an escort in various scenes, he was still wise enough to have broader mind and sight. What was surprising was that he even knew the word ‘turning point’.

“Humm…” he sounded, responded in a gentle manner, “Alright then, as long as this issue is going to be solved smoothly, I will go cure the Grand Coordinator. Now let’s arrange to solve the issue first, do you know how the man from Northern minorities looks like?”

Beyond his expectation, Lianyue nodded without even a further thought, he turned his sight to the right side, saying while recalling, “With deep eye socket, straight and high nose bridge, oh, and he got a scar here. His lips were always pursed which made him look like he was not easy to get along with. He wore an upper garment of pale green, with the material of it ordinary cotton while possessing some wrinkles on it…”

Upon hearing that, Song Qinghan took a glance at him with surprise, and then he asked in amazement, “How come you know it in details?”

He was very sure that there was no any outsider out there when he was negotiating with Muhammad in that room. Furthermore, if there was someone who really had a peak eavesdropping outside, Muhammad would definitely beat the sh*t out of him without mercy. So, how come Lianyue knew every single detail about the appearance of Muhammad without even greeting?

Lianyue took a pause, and then lowered down his head in embarrassment while answering softly, “Mistress, do you still remember that morning when I made a scream, and claimed that I saw someone neither a human nor a ghost?”

Song Qinghan nodded and still asked in confusion, “So you mean that who you met that day was actually him? How come he…”

He didn’t finish his words as he was about to say ‘didn’t kill you’. After all, if he really said so, that might incur some misunderstandings for Lianyue to think that he got such a close relationship with Muhammad, which might cause some other troubles.

Yet it seemed that Lianyue had already complemented the latter part of Song Qinghan’s words himself, he asked in a fear after the event, “I am not sure why he didn’t kill me, probably he noticed that I am pregnant. I have such a speculation because I noticed that in fact he had taken his action attempting to attack me, but then withdrew his fist when he almost hit on me fiercely.”

“Well.” Song Qinghan sounded, now he gained another impression of Muhammad in his mind: He owns at least a merit of moral manner- killing no weak ones.

A bursting sound suddenly burst outside, with hustling noise approaching to the room.

“Target found. Everybody gathers here! Three lines abreast!”

“He’s rather agile, be careful, don’t stay too far apart and don’t let him escape!”

“Go report to the Lord, quick!”

“…”

Song Qinghan knew that it was almost the time, so he quickly uttered to Lianyue, “Confess to him according to the version of your story. But I need you to remember one more crucial thing, you should say that the other party once delivered you a jade-like gadget in a rough size like this. Confess to him that the other party asked you to preserve the gadget and take out whenever you meet the ‘barbarians’.”

Lianyue tried his best to memorize every single detail Song Qinghan mentioned while staring at the gesture Song Qinghan posted.

After that, Song Qinghan continued to say, “And, confess to him that the idea of you coming here for Wu Dahu and eager to be his concubine was schemed by the other party either. And it turned out when you settled down here, Lu Sen who lived in the other room intended to sexually assault you being frivolous with bad manners, and took the gadget from you. The frame of the story is like that, do you understand?”

Lianyue nodded thoughtfully while he still tried his best to memorize, and then he asked dubiously, “What, what if the Lord Grand Coordinator doesn’t believe it?”