QWAPMP Chapter 100

Chapter One Hundred: Eunuch Little Husband

When some villagers saw him trying to run, they grabbed him like a chick, “Young Master Yan, Little Song Shi injuring you is something you should rightfully seek compensation for. This is Little Song Shi’s man, just discuss that compensation with him.”

Yan Ye looked at the man brought before him, took out the prescription he had prepared long ago, and said gently, “This is the prescription I got from the clinic today, containing medicinal herbs specifically for treating my hand injury. As long as you get all of them for me, I will immediately have people collect the grain from your village.”

Little Song Shi’s man trembling took the prescription. He couldn’t read, so a villager who knew a few words helped him look, “What ‘wu’? And what ‘fifty years old’?”

This person didn’t know many words either.

However, a child watching the commotion called out, “I know! It must be ginseng!”

Little Song Shi’s man’s legs trembled when he heard the words “fifty years”, and now hearing the child say it was ginseng, his legs completely went soft, and he plopped down on the ground, “The family doesn’t have that much money.”

Yan Ye smiled without speaking, only coldness in his eyes.

Song Qing, who hadn’t returned to his husband’s family yet, also came over. Seeing his father sitting on the ground, he didn’t go to help him up, but first picked up the prescription that had fallen to the ground. “Young Master Yan, I apologize to you on behalf of my mother. Please be kind and spare them this time.”

The villagers were all watching from the side, also hoping Song Qing’s persuasion could soften Yan Ye’s heart. They had originally wanted Little Song Shi to pay some silver, but after hearing about “fifty-year-old ginseng”, everyone knew Little Song Shi couldn’t afford it.

Song Qing acted like a good son, his eyes moist, as if heartbroken for his parents, but he didn’t help his father up first.

Inside the carriage, Song Xiao, hearing Song Qing’s voice, also couldn’t sit still. He knew this person’s character. Lifting the curtain, he saw it was indeed Song Qing trying to seduce his man.

Song Xiao looked at Song Qing with icy cold eyes. In the palace, Song Qing might have been killed by him several times already.

“Do you want to come down?” Noticing the movement in the carriage, Yan Ye stepped forward two steps. He didn’t use the footrest but extended his hands to help the person down from the carriage.

Song Xiao was still wearing his veil, so the villagers didn’t recognize him, but Song Qing stared intensely at him. From his figure, he recognized this was Song Xiao at a glance.

Song Xiao didn’t speak after getting off the carriage, only standing beside Yan Ye, silent. This made everyone think this was a little ger Young Master Yan had brought back from the town.

Moreover, their actions were intimate, and their relationship was clearly not simple.

Song Qing wouldn’t be foolish enough to tell everyone he was Song Xiao, so he could only look at him with jealous and hateful eyes, forgetting what he was doing.

“Let’s go in.” Yan Ye said to the person beside him, but someone was unwilling for him to leave.

“Young Master Yan, I’m kneeling before you. Please let my mother go. If it wasn’t for my brother causing trouble when I got married that day, my mother wouldn’t have been so foolish as to mistakenly hit you. Please, I beg you.”

Song Qing cried sorrowfully, tears streaming down his delicate face, looking piteous and moving, which made Yan Ye not heartless. Some people nearby also felt sympathetic.

A young man seeing this advised, “That’s right, strictly speaking, this matter is Song Xiao’s fault. How can you blame his mother!”

Some villagers nodded along, also thinking it was Song Qing’s fault.

Still kneeling on the ground, Song Qing saw someone helping him speak and looked up pitifully at Yan Ye, hoping this man would also be captivated by his appearance like others and soften his heart towards him.

Yan Qing grabbed Yan Ye’s robe. Seeing that he was determined to entangle, Yan Ye’s eyes slightly darkened, and his brow furrowed. Before he could make a move, the little ger beside him walked to his side, half-knelt down, took out a pair of scissors from his sleeve, and in front of everyone, snipped and snipped, directly cutting off the half piece of sleeve Song Qing was clinging onto.

“This, this is high-quality fabric. How can you just cut it?”

“Oh my, what a pity. Does he still want that piece of fabric he cut off? If not, give it to me. I’ll take it home.”

Song Xiao’s snip directly caused Song Qing great humiliation. He was still holding the fabric that Song Xiao had cut off, trembling with anger, his eyes filled with undisguised killing intent.

Song Xiao bent slightly, tilted his head slightly, parted his lips, and said in a low voice, “Behave yourself. He is my man now.”

Song Qing gritted his teeth, his fingers clenched into fists. He actually wanted to lift Song Xiao’s veil, and then… slash his face, so he could no longer seduce men.

Song Xiao couldn’t marry better than him, nor could he live better than him.

Song Xiao let out a light laugh from the gap between his lips. This laugh, to Song Qing, was exceptionally harsh, as if it was mocking him for being inferior.

Song Qing squeezed out a few words through his teeth, “Song Xiao, just you wait.”

He stood up from the ground in a sorry state. When he wanted to leave, he didn’t forget to make a couple of instigating remarks, “Young Master Yan, the person beside you is not at all what you see right now.”

Leaving behind such an ambiguous sentence, Song Qing left, forgetting even his own father.

Song Xiao, still holding the scissors, lowered his head, thinking to himself, it would have been better if that snip just now had cut Song Qing’s tongue, making him unable to speak for a lifetime.

As soon as Song Qing left, everyone remembered what they were here for and quickly spoke, “Young Master Yan, about the grain…”

Yan Ye interrupted coldly, pulling Song Xiao’s hand and walking away without looking back, “This young master is tired today.”

This time, someone still wanted to stop them. The old servant came out and blocked everyone at the door, “The Young Master said that as long as Little Song Shi gathers all the medicinal herbs on this prescription, we will start collecting the grain. Fellow villagers, please return.”

The thick heavy door was slammed shut, blocking everyone outside. Immediately, Little Song Shi’s husband became the target of everyone’s complaints.

Song Qing returned home, and Little Song Shi anxiously asked how things went, “Did Young Master Yan agree to sell the grain?”

Song Qing glared resentfully at his mother. Why did she give birth to Song Xiao? It was all because of Song Xiao that all his good fortune had been snatched away by him.

Little Song Shi was baffled by her ger’s gaze, “Qing-ge, why are you looking at Mother like that?”

Song Qing wanted to complain about his mother, but the words reached his mouth, and he remembered Song Xiao saying that Young Master Yan was his man. His words of complaint turned into something else, “Mother, do you want to eat meat for every meal?”

Yes, she dreamed of it. Little Song Shi thought her son wanted to show filial respect and take her back to live in town. “Doesn’t your husband have an opinion?”

Song Qing shook his head. Marrying Song Xiao to that butcher in town, what did it have to do with his husband?

“Alright then, Mother will go pack up her things and go with you. Oh dear, it will also be convenient for Mother to take care of you after going to town. You are the ger Mother loves the most.” Little Song Shi beamed. She had suffered a lot of cold stares in the village recently and had long wanted to live with her son in town.

Song Qing finally realized his mother was misunderstanding, “Mother, where are you thinking? I mean there’s a butcher in town who hasn’t married a wife yet, and I want to marry Song Xiao to him.”

“What? So you weren’t thinking of showing filial respect to your mother?” Little Song Shi’s face changed immediately, showing dissatisfaction. She had doted on this ger in vain. She thought her ger felt sorry for her suffering cold stares every day and wanted to bring her to town.

Seeing his mother’s expression change, Song Qing immediately moved closer and said flatteringly with a smile, “Mother, what are you saying? To let you eat meat every day, I found a good match for Song Xiao in town. How can you think of me like this?”

“What kind of good match is this? Why bother worrying about that jinx?” Little Song Shi was impatient when Song Xiao was mentioned.

Song Qing didn’t dare to tell his mother that Song Xiao was with Young Master Yan, fearing his mother would become greedy for money and directly agree to them being together.

“Mother, if you have a butcher son-in-law, won’t you be able to eat meat without paying silver every day? Moreover, both your sons-in-law are from town. If word gets out, who knows how many women in the village will envy you!” Song Qing only said what Little Song Shi loved to hear.

“That jinx is a eunuch. He’s different from other little gers. Can that butcher really fancy him?” Little Song Shi asked skeptically.

Song Qing’s eyes flickered, “Mother, although Song Xiao is a eunuch, have you forgotten, he is the best-looking ger in our village?” This was also the reason he disliked Song Xiao the most.

Little Song Shi nodded thoughtfully. Indeed, her little ger was handsome since birth, so handsome he didn’t resemble either her or her husband.

Back then, a Taoist fortune teller told them she had two little gers, one fated for wealth and glory, and one fated to bring bad luck. They initially thought Song Xiao was the one fated for wealth and glory and kept calling him ‘little lucky star’ when he was young, never expecting him to turn out to be the jinx.

Seeing his mother hesitate, Song Qing added fuel to the fire, “Mother, didn’t the fortune teller say back then that he was fated to bring bad luck? Maybe finding a butcher can suppress Qing-ge’s fate. And think about my eldest brother, didn’t he tell you last year that he wanted to send Xiao Bao to a private school? That requires a lot of silver.”

When her eldest son was mentioned, Little Song Shi’s hesitant eyes became decisive, “Then, according to you, if Song Xiao is given to that butcher, there will be betrothal gifts?”

Song Qing smiled, “Of course there will be. Although Song Xiao isn’t a good ger, he’s still getting married, there’s no reason not to give any.”

“How much will be given?” Little Song Shi’s eyes only saw money, not even asking what kind of person the butcher was, good or bad.

Song Qing knew his mother’s character well, yet to make Song Xiao suffer, he deliberately pushed him into a pit of fire.

Mother and son whispered for a while, and not long after, sounds of laughter and scolding came from outside the house. Little Song Shi’s husband just arrived at the doorstep when he heard the laughter. Already full of anger, he entered with a long face. Hearing Qing-ge calling him, he didn’t respond.

“Since Father is back, I’ll go back first. Mother, don’t forget about our matter.” Song Qing didn’t take his father’s anger to heart. He patted the dust off his clothes and got up to leave.

Little Song Shi came back after seeing Qing-ge off and scolded her husband sitting on the doorstep, “What’s wrong with you? Why are you giving Qing-ge a long face? Did my Qing-ge offend you?”

The man snorted and turned his back on his wife, “I finally understand. Qing-ge is not as good as Song Xiao.”

What son leaves his father and runs off!

Little Song Shi was immediately unhappy, “Why are you bringing up Song Xiao out of nowhere? How is Qing-ge not as good as Song Xiao? Let me tell you, we were mistaken back then thinking Song Xiao was the one with the rich fate. Don’t you understand now?”

The man listened to his wife nagging, all saying things he didn’t want to hear today, and simply ignored her.