Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm
Chapter 1710 - 1709: She No Longer Wants His SilverChapter 1710: Chapter 1709: She No Longer Wants His Silver
Bei Yun was not happy, truly not happy.
Qiao Xiaomai’s expression hinted that she had once held some expectations for him, but he had once again crossed her bottom line and shattered her limits.
Now, in her eyes, he had become completely disconnected from what it means to be human.
Even the perpetually gentle Bei Lingsu, trembling all over, along with the other girl who wouldn’t usually initiate action against him, had thoroughly come to see him as nothing but a beast.
Suddenly, there was an uncomfortable feeling in his heart.
For so long, the suffering of others had been his joy, his happiness always built on the foundation of others’ pain. But now that joy was gone—what meaning was there left in his life?
As Bei Yun began to contemplate the meaning of life again, Bei Lingsu on the other side was worn out from her frantic efforts. She had never imagined someone could be so utterly depraved as to deliberately spread poison and cause a plague.
Her kindness had limited her imagination.
This particular poison was something she had never encountered before. The southern regions were filled with countless plant varieties, and this poison had been turned into liquid form. She could only analyze it by examining the bodies of soldiers who had succumbed to the toxin.
Her family helped her examine the victims, and because her earlier discussion with Bei Yun had been transmitted using their inner energy technique, the soldiers from both camps were now aware of their dialogue. The Three Kingdoms’ side was comparatively calm, as they knew the poison had been laced by Bei Yun himself. However, the soldiers on Daqi’s side grew increasingly paranoid.
Would “Divine Doctor” Bei be able to cure this poison? They had only just arrived here, the battle hadn’t even begun, and now they were on the verge of succumbing to a plague?
Tong Sanlang, noticing the unrest spreading through the Military Camp, stood up and used his inner energy to reassure the crowd, urging them not to panic. With Bei Lingsu—”Divine Doctor” Bei—present, everything would be resolved. At least for now, the plague hadn’t spread. The bodies of the poisoned soldiers had been placed at the center of the grounds, and the nature of the toxin meant it wouldn’t easily spread to the Military Camp.
Meanwhile, Qiao Xiaomai returned to her own tent, only to inadvertently hear Tong Sanlang’s voice. That familiar sound triggered tears to spontaneously stream from her eyes. She was scared.
She was now trapped in the same place as a monstrous demon devoid of humanity. She missed Tong Sanlang—missed him desperately, achingly.
Yearning consumed her heart, bringing her to the depths of despair. She flung herself onto the bed and sobbed uncontrollably for what felt like an eternity. Only when her body was utterly drained did her crying gradually subside. She sat up and instructed her maid to fetch a basin of water. After washing her face, she sat on the bed, staring blankly into nothingness.
It wasn’t long before midday arrived, and Bei Yun came over, demanding she prepare lunch. Prince Qingye was offering a high price for her cooking.
She shook her head firmly and refused. She no longer wanted this silver.
Seeing her reaction, Bei Yun was somewhat exasperated and promised her that he wouldn’t lace silver with poison.
Qiao Xiaomai shook her head, “I don’t trust you.”
“It’s just poison, isn’t it? War will break out sooner or later. Your naive kindness is laughable.”
“If you think I’m laughable, then stay away from me. I’m your hostage, not your kitchen maid.”
“Good that you remember you’re a hostage. Do you believe I’ll feed poison to you?”
Qiao Xiaomai sneered coldly, “Go ahead then, feed me poison. Do you think I’m afraid of you? If you have the guts, end my life with poison right now.”
“If you die, you’ll never see Tong Sanlang again.”
“So be it! I won’t see him, and I already despise him in my heart. I will never make anything for a beast like you again,” she said bitterly.
Bei Yun stared at the resolute determination in her eyes. After a moment of silence, he turned and walked away.
Qiao Xiaomai watched his departing figure, and the pounding panic in her heart slowly began to settle.
What was there to be afraid of? At worst, she’d die. She wouldn’t fear it—in the worst-case scenario, she’d use the gun hidden in her spatial artifact and take this beast down with her.
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