In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 609 - 592: Thunder but No Rain _1

Chapter 609: Chapter 592: Thunder but No Rain _1

"Madam, please lie down and rest. Your servant will send someone to seek out the culprit. We will certainly vent our anger for you!"

Although Qingwen doesn’t know what wrong the rascal pig did, it doesn’t prevent her from comforting Su Pan’er.

Upon hearing this, Su Pan’er finally leans against the pillow and lies down halfway.

The people who were originally peeping outside the door quickly entered the room quietly and tidied up the mess without making a sound. Soon, the room was empty.

Qin Yi, who was originally discussing matters with Su Huarong in the main hall, saw this scene when he rushed over upon hearing the report.

With a casual wave of his hand, he sent Qingwen away, and hurriedly asked in a low voice, "What happened?" upon seeing Su Pan’er’s anger still on her face.

He knew that Su Pan’er rarely lost her temper like this!

"It’s all because of that rascal pig! It dared to...cough...cough..."

As soon as the topic was brought up, Su Pan’er’s anger rose again! It was followed by a severe bout of coughing.

Qin Yi’s eyes darkened as he gently patted her back. His eyes showed a deep killing intent: "What exactly did it say?"

It managed to anger Pan’er to such an extent!

"It, it even plans to target Yan Yan..."

Only after stopping her cough did Su Pan’er utter these words.

Upon hearing this, Qin Yi was taken aback, quickly turning angry, but he suppressed it.

"Don’t worry about this. If we need to deal with it, I have plenty of methods! I will seek revenge. Rest for now! Also, have you eaten?"

Recently, Su Pan’er’s appetite hasn’t been good, so Qin Yi instructed the kitchen to make some small snacks for her.

Seeing the yet-to-be-uncovered food container next to him, he immediately went forth to serve himself.

After all the turmoil, all Su Pan’er wanted to do was rest. She shook her head and said, "I’m not hungry, just exhausted...I want to sleep..."

"Eat a little before you sleep! Though resting is necessary, you can’t starve yourself."

Qin Yi rushed to ladle a bowl of medicinal food, then sat next to Su Pan’er’s bedside. He spooned a mouthful and delivered it to her mouth.

But Su Pan’er kept her mouth shut, and refused to open her mouth.

Seeing her in such a distressed state, Qin Yi was extremely heartbroken.

"Aren’t you eager to pay a visit to Brother Ye? If you refuse to eat, your body won’t recover, and how can I let you go there? Finish this bowl and then sleep. Is that okay?" He gently coaxed her.

"Fine! I’ll eat!"

Su Pan’er agreed through gritted teeth, and gulped down the medicinal food in one go, chewing a few times before swallowing: "Has the Ministry of Rites set a date for Brother Ye’s burial?"

"The matter should be settled before His Majesty’s birthday celebration."

Qin Yi didn’t say much about this.

The unexpected death of Ye Han outraged His Majesty and caused a major upheaval in the court. However, with just about twenty days before His Majesty’s birthday and Ye Han’s funeral preparations being numerous, the officials of the Ministry of Rites were working overtime to ensure the burial would take place before His Majesty’s birthday so as not to clash with the royal event.

Imperial Consort Hua had already repeatedly sent coordinators for him to enter the palace. With so many implications at this juncture of entering the palace, he had to make several visits to appease the already distraught Imperial Consort Hua.

And all this naturally fell into the eyes of the observant.

His Majesty even hinted at him once over this matter, startling him into a cold sweat, unable to remember how he returned home.

Even so, he still needed to do what had to be done! Perhaps, it was time to move onto the next step!

"So, the burial will take place in a little over ten days?"

After briefly pondering, Su Pan’er frowned.

Ye Han, as His Majesty’s personally appointed General Zhen Guo, had to deal with his last rites being rushed with just over ten days of preparation. The urgency of such matters was, of course, easy to imagine.

"The Imperial Astronomical Bureau chose two dates and His Majesty, having spoken the golden words, finally settled on burying him on the 13th of the first month, so..."

The 13th of the first month, which was now merely the ninth, was only four days away!

"Why so soon?"

Su Pan’er couldn’t help but feel a sense of urgency. Amidst her hurried speech and swallowing of the medicinal food, she choked, causing a violent bout of coughing.

"Because the Ministry of Rites is not only preparing for brother Ye’s funeral, but also for His Majesty’s milestone birthday. With only a few days left, even with the date set for the 13th, preparations for His Majesty’s birthday are already in a bind..."

Indeed!

His Majesty’s seventieth birthday was a grand occasion that officials of the Ministry of Rites could hardly neglect. No wonder Qin Yi was saying there wasn’t enough time.

"We only have four days left. I think I’ll pay a visit and light some incense for Brother Ye, tomorrow... don’t stop me again. No matter what, I need to go this time!"

Declared Su Pan’er earnestly. Seeing Qin Yi open his mouth, she directly interrupted him.

Qin Yi’s opened and closed his mouth a few times, and eventually gave in with a sigh. "Okay, I’ll let Uncle Xiao prepare, so that you won’t catch cold."

"Okay."

Finishing the bowl of medicinal food, Su Pan’er was exhausted too. She rinsed her mouth with the refreshments, then leaned against the head of the bed, merely closing her eyes in repose.

Qin Yi gently embraced her, patting her back until her breaths became limb and shallow. Only then did he rise and exit the room.

It was about time he settled the score with that rascal pig!

Su Pan’er naturally did not know about Qin Yi’s intent to teach the rascal pig a lesson.

By evening, the rascal pig turned up again, audacious as ever. However, this time it appeared downtrodden, with its already droopy eyes appearing even smaller.

"You dare to come back!"

As soon as she saw it, she became furious!

The rascal pig hurriedly comforted her, "Don’t be mad. I came to deliver the medicine to you. Sincerely, I..."

"Get out!"

Su Pan’er was seething with anger and snapped before it could finish its sentence.

The rascal pig smiled guiltily, while it continued to blabber, "Pan’er, Pan’er! Today, I was saying that I wanted the baby..."

"Go away!"

Su Pan’er picked up the jade pillow on the head of her bed and hurled it at it!

"I want to help the baby get rid of the cold poison in its body! Why don’t you let me finish? Oh, and that barbaric guy beat me up today, woo woo woo..."

The rascal pig swiftly dodged and finally managed to get its words out.

Su Pan’er put down the restraining talisman in her hand and did not throw it out. She looked at it, skepticism written all over her face, "Really?"

"Really, really! I swear on those pearls, woo woo..."

The rascal pig was crying in utter sorrow!

It was genuinely sad. Remembering the afternoon when the man had lured it over with food and then proceeded to give it a round of beatings, its pig ears still hurt. It felt incredibly wronged.

"Enough, your thunder echoes but not a single raindrop falls, who are you trying to fool?"

Su Pan’er was drained dealing with this rascal pig. She quickly changed the topic: "Didn’t you say you brought medicine for me? Where is it?"