Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 495

Chapter 495: Chapter 495

Seeing the increasingly tense atmosphere on both sides, Shen Zhiyu simply stood up and walked out from behind the tree.

Xiaoqi recognized Shen Zhiyu and was about to alert others when he heard a whooshing sound.

A stone was hurled towards Shen Zhiyu. By the time Xiaoqi reacted, it was too late for him to do anything. All he could do was stand there, watching as events unfold.

Shen Zhiyu had been bending over and walking for a while, and his reaction time had slowed down considerably. Fortunately, Xiaomi was constantly watching him, and managed to block the stone when it was less than three inches away from Shen Zhiyu.

This helped avoid a chaotic fight.

Zhuzi was standing on a snowdrift with a few sidekicks, looking triumphant. But when he saw his stone being blocked again, his face immediately darkened.

"You little brat!"

A boy, who didn’t like Zhuzi, shouted and quickly stepped forward to grab him.

Despite their differences, those sidekicks scattered quickly at the sight of the older boy approaching.

Even Zhuzi, who was generally not afraid of confrontation, was terrified by the boy who was two heads taller than him.

Shui Sheng didn’t care whether Zhuzi was scared or not, he slapped him twice.

Shui Sheng, who was the most capable worker in the house, had considerable strength in his hands. The two slaps immediately made Zhuzi see stars, knocked loose some of his teeth, and left a bloody saliva stain on the ground.

"You, you..."

Zhuzi covered his face, stuttering without being able to speak, his urine-soaked trousers getting colder and colder, almost freezing in less than a moment.

"Your heart, liver, spleen, and lungs are all black! Do you believe that I will throw you into the river and drown you?"

Shui Sheng glared fiercely at Zhuzi, as if ready to punch him again at any moment.

He recognized the child. It was General Shen’s son.

Regardless of his status, it was apparent at a glance that he was just a child. Unfortunately, this mixed-blood dog still mustered the nerve to shoot him with a slingshot.

If that attack hadn’t been blocked, the young master would have been injured today. That stone was targeted at a deadly position. If hit, the consequences would be unthinkable.

Zhuzi touched his increasingly swollen face, his legs trembling non-stop.

He wanted to speak, but the taste of blood in his mouth reminded him constantly that if he opened his mouth again, Shui Sheng would really throw him into the river.

Despite his unwillingness to give in, Zhuzi stood up and sneaked away, crying, for the sake of his life.

"Zhiyu, are you okay?"

Xiaomi looked anxious. He grabbed Shen Zhiyu’s arm and gave him a thorough check before finally relaxing.

If something happened to Zhiyu, he wouldn’t need to go back either.

When he thought of what would have happened if he had missed his shot, and the stone would have hit Shen Zhiyu’s forehead, the fierce look in Xiaomi’s eyes intensified.

He would not let that person go.

"I’m okay." Shen Zhiyu shook his head. He showed no expression on his face, but he was scared inside.

If it wasn’t for Brother Xiaomi, he would have definitely been hurt.

If he got hurt, his mother would be more upset.

"Master Shen, what brings you here?"

Xiaoqi pursed his lips, guilt was all over his face.

Among the crowd, there were always some who knew Shen Zhiyu’s status. Now everyone looked very grim.

Their father had been unconscious as a result of his efforts for the village, and his son almost got injured the moment he showed up.

"I came to look for my father."

Shen Zhiyu looked at Shui Sheng. He was quite pleased with the revenge Shui Sheng had taken for him earlier.

He didn’t like the person from just now.

The atmosphere, which had just eased a bit, suddenly became awkward again.

Everyone was silent, and they quietly stepped back, leaving only Shui Sheng standing still on spot.

"This..."

Shui Sheng regretted opening his mouth. If he hadn’t asked that question, it wouldn’t have been so awkward.

Shen Zhiyu and Xiaomi were not fools. From the moment Adai left and never returned to their odd expressions now, everything was indicating that something had happened to Shen Wenchen.

"Where is my father?"

The little fellow didn’t ask anything else. He just looked up at Xiaoqi.

"I’ll take you there."

"Alright."

Xiaoqi, with a group of people, led Shen Zhiyu and Xiaomi on their way to the village. When the villagers saw Shen Zhiyu, they all lowered their heads in silence.

"Brother Zhiyu!"

Yuanbao had just picked some herbs from the second head of the house’s courtyard and ran into Shen Zhiyu and Xiaomi.

"Yuanbao."

Shen Zhiyu quite liked this little sister. Now he was trying to put on a smile, and rummaged out a small oil-paper packet from his bosom.

"This is the sugar coated snack I brought for you."

"Thank you, Brother Zhiyu!"

Yuanbao joyfully accepted the pack of sugar coated snack and carefully put away in her little purse. Only then did she reach out and hold Shen Zhiyu’s hand.

"Brother Zhiyu, I’ll take you to find your godfather."

Ming Qin hadn’t seen her daughter in a long time, and since her return, she had been trying to make up for the five years she had missed.

The little girl had two braids on her head, and the rest of her hair was tied into two, bun-like ponytails, which made her look very cute and playful.

The two of them, hand in hand, headed towards the big courtyard.

Xiaoqi frowned and there was a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

"Xiaoqi, let’s go."

Seeing Shen Zhiyu being led away by Yuanbao, Shui Sheng finally let out a sigh of relief.

At least he didn’t ask any more questions.

But why is General Shen still unconscious?

Shen Wenchen was sitting there, surrounded by darkness so thick it couldn’t be dispelled, his eyes full of confusion.

Where was Dad and Mom?

Where was he?

Everything was so quiet around him, without any sound. Only the thudding heartbeat in his chest reminded him that he was still alive.

The second head of the house and Wang Jingzhi went in every day to take Shen Wenchen’s pulse and perform acupuncture, but after several days, there were still no signs of him waking up.

The second head of the house refused to give in and tried a few times to use a poisonous insect. Seeing that only half of the incense stick was left, he carefully put it back.

Shen Wenchen hadn’t been poisoned or bewitched, but he just wouldn’t wake up.

He could only cling to life by taking decoctions they fed him.

In just a few days, he had lost a lot of weight and looked very haggard.

"Dad."

Shen Zhiyu didn’t cry. But seeing his once towering and heroic father now reduced to this state, he couldn’t describe how sad he felt.

But he was a man now and couldn’t cry like a child anymore. He had to be strong.

"Brother Zhiyu, don’t cry."

Yuanbao tugged at his clothes and whispered.

"Yuanbao."

Xiaoqi pursed his lips, hoping that the little girl would say less.

"I found the medicine. There will be nothing wrong with godfather."

Yuanbao didn’t explain much, just rummaged through her little purse, and finally found a small red paper seal.

This was given to her by godmother.

Godmother said that it was very important.