Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don't Be Too Sweet

Chapter 81

Let me take you home

Author: 橙子澄澄

Source: Instadoses

It wasn't until he stepped out of the doorway that Qian Wanjin released his nose, not forgetting to pat himself all over in an attempt to get rid of the smell that stained his clothes.

Fortunately, they didn't linger long. If he stayed a second longer, he would have thrown up.

He wanted to launch his complaints, but when he looked back and saw Liu Yusheng's face, the words that reached his mouth changed. "Erm, don't feel too bad about it. I have plenty of men under me. Even if I dig up the ground, I'll find him for you, so don't cry. Besides, it's been so long. Maybe, he really has gone home."

"I hope so too." Liu Yusheng curled her lips, trying to squeeze out a smile, unsuccessfully.

"Come on, don't smile, if you don't want to. It's worse than crying."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yusheng no longer tried to disguise it. She lifted her face up to the grey sky and tried to pour back the tears that were about to spill out of her eyes.

Without the warm sun, the temperature at the end of spring felt as cold as winter.

"Ah! This lunatic hit someone again! Quick, hold him down! Let's beat him up together!" A scream burst out from the corner of the ruined temple, accompanied by curses, and followed by the sound of punches and kicks.

"What's so precious about this junk? It's just a rotten headband someone threw away. So what if I want to take it? Get your hands off me!"

"Get me a rock! Isn't he clutching it tightly? I don't believe a rock won't break his hand open!"

Liu Yusheng paused getting on the carriage and turned her head over to that corner.

She didn't know why, her heartbeat suddenly quickened. She instinctively turned that way, but Qian Wanjin pulled her back.

"The strong always prey on the weak. This kind of thing is out of our control. Lucky Nannan, don't be nosy. We aren't in the same world as them."

After a pause, he gave the guard behind him a wink. "Go deal with it and disperse those people."

That way, she could feel at ease.

At a corner that Liu Yusheng couldn't see, a group of little beggars formed a circle and kept kicking and beating the person sprawled on the ground.

Their fists and feet landed on the flesh, making dull noises, but the person on the ground seemed to feel no pain, and remained silent.

Until someone brought a rock and smashed his hand, ripping away the red headband he was clutching. His eyes, which had been vacant and dull, suddenly surged intensely, bursting like a vengeful ferocious beast. He picked the rock and slammed it on the head of the beggar, who snatched the headband, at lightning speed, so fast others hardly saw it.

Silence.

Bright red blood gushed out of the beggar's head before the shocked beggars around him let out a scream.

"Murder… Murderer!"

Chaos ensued. The people stared at the said murderer in hatred and fear, as if seeing a ghost. However, he treated them like air.

He carefully cupped the lost and found red headband over his heart, and shrank back into the corner, his eyes returning to empty lifelessness once more. Only his lips moved amidst the chaos and noise, almost silently.