In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 783 - 782: A Heavenly Gifted Opportunity_1

Chapter 783: Chapter 782: A Heavenly Gifted Opportunity_1

Su Pan’er furrowed her brows, reminded that a pig would ultimately remain a pig, and decided to give it a rest.

"Eat up, eat up! Once you’re full, run an errand for me outside the city. I need you to find something out for me."

As she spoke, she proactively placed several delicious dishes into the large bowl in front of the rascal pig.

"Going outside the city again? It’s not only snowing out there, but it’s cold, and the city gates have been sealed!"

The rascal pig’s eyes rolled, he chuckled twice, chomping his teeth, clearly wanting to negotiate terms with Su Pan’er.

"Give it a rest."

Not even a flicker of her eyebrow from Su Pan’er: "It’s just the city gate being sealed, with your brawn, Mr. Pig? Could such a small issue stop you? Don’t bring up conditions to me, haven’t I always thought of you first when there are benefits? Can you make another strenuous trip?"

These words clearly pleased the rascal pig!

Its piggy eyes were half-closed, the fan-like piggy ears wouldn’t stop flapping: "There is no need for the honors, a few days ago, I found a treasure in the basement of a mansion east of the city! This time, you have to help me! Hehehe..."

What is it that the rascal pig couldn’t manage to get with his own abilities?

Curiosity piqued, Su Pan’er grit her teeth and agreed: "First, you help me get this task done properly. When the crisis is over, I promise to accompany you to check it out. How about it?"

"Hmm hmm, that’s what you said."

Seeing Su Pan’er agree, the rascal pig’s wide mouth stretched into a grin.

Su Pan’er then remembered something else.

She was somewhat hesitant to ask: "About that saliva of yours, can you...?"

"What? You still want the saliva of Mr. Pig?"

The rascal pig suddenly jumped up from the chair!

With all its bristles standing on end, it seemed pretty annoyed, jumping around wildly!

"You used my blood to save that Ye guy last time... It took Mr. Pig nearly a thousand years to accumulate. Now all that’s gone. You got some ’dragon saliva’ from me yesterday, and you want more now? Do you really think I pull ’dragon saliva’ out of the ground by the pile like Chinese cabbage? Ah..."

Seeing the rascal pig babbling, Su Pan’er couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

"Alright, alright! I get it. You shouldn’t lie no matter who you lie to, Dragon Saliva? Maybe tomorrow you’ll tell me you’re a dragon-pig."

Angered, Su Pan’er retorted several times.

Finally, the rascal pig simmered down from its agitated state: "Every time something happens, you come to me. But what if I get injured? Can you save me? huh!"

After saying this, surprisingly, it no longer showed interest in the delicious food, it stood up and directly jumped out of the window and vanished from Su Pan’er’s sight in a blink of an eye.

It was still mumbling to itself.

"Why doesn’t anyone believe Mr. Pig when I tell the truth? These ignorant mortals..."

Eh!

This rascal pig, given a bit of dye, it opens a dye shop!

However, she had to admit that it’s right. Whenever something comes up, she seeks its help first; this attitude needs to change.

Su Pan’er stared in the direction the pig had run off in, lost in thought.

She couldn’t help but think about Old Cheng’s words once again.

"Right now, Lord Marquis has been making a living under that imp, not only endangered time and time again, forcing himself to risk his life and wrestle for it, with great difficulty penetrating the enemy buil and saving people. In the end, he was stabbed in the back by that imp, without any hesitation, he pushed Lord Marquis into the trap!"

"Regardless of his intention, what if, just what if Lord Marquis couldn’t stay persistent, what if Lady, due to the ineffectiveness of your medical skills, couldn’t have snatched Lord Marquis back from Yama?"

"Lady, Lord Marquis’ body is also made of flesh, and his heart isn’t cast in iron or carved from steel. Lord Marquis also gets tired and feels pain, despite of how the imp did to Lord Marquis, Lord Marquis didn’t complain verbally, but he must be suffering deep down..."

"Pardon me if I shouldn’t say, but quite a few among us Gatekeepers of Valley of Ghosts have been hoping for a reinstate of the Young Master to the Ghost Valley. All my brothers are even more indignant, they wish they could rebel and march towards the Imperial Palace and have Lord Marquis replace him..."

"Such a golden opportunity is right in front of Lord Marquis, he can absolutely seize the opportunity to get rid of that imp and establish his own enterprise. Lady, seize the day and never let it away, you mustn’t hesitate!"

"..."

Old Cheng’s eyes were shining like stars, his manner animated as he was speaking.

He seemed to have seen victory within reach.

But Su Pan’er’s heart gradually plummeted. She couldn’t recall the last two sentences she replied to Old Cheng, remembering only his smug laughter frozen on his face. Without saying another word, she turned and went back to the room.

She turned to look at Qin Yi, lying at the head of the bed.

Qin Yi appeared haggard, with a gray-looking face, cracked lips half-hidden by a messy beard. He had none of the dignity he usually commanded, looking vulnerable as if he could barely hold on to his last breath.

Su Pan’er silently stood up, sat next to the bed, and reached out to hold his hand, full of rough calluses.

She imagined how Qin Yi led his soldiers through enemy lines, risking his life for Qin Feimo’s safety.

With great difficulty he saved the other side, before he even had a moment to be happy, a knife was plunged into his back!

She seemed to be able to see the disbelief in Qin Yi’s eyes!

She seemed to feel the pain in his heart at that moment!

But in the end, he just lies like this, weak, keeping his eyes shut, spending the Little New Year’s Eve with her, spending a day that should have been full of joy and happiness together!

That night, Su Pan’er sat still at the bedside for the whole night.

It was not until there was someone outside delivering a decoction that she woke up to the passing of time.

At some point, Qin Yi came down with a high fever. His face was burning red, and the hot breath from his mouth was like a heatwave. Su Pan’er was all in a flurry of fussing over him.

But Qin Yi’s body temperature continued to rise, his skin burning like boiled shrimp. His body began to convulse from the high fever, his face turned only pale and no longer had any complexion, which even scared Qingwen, who came to deliver medicine, until she cried.

Su Pan’er bit her lip and forced back the tears welling up in her eyes while treating him.

Now is not the time for tears!

Bowls of decoction were delivered one after another, but Qin Yi clenched his teeth due to the convulsion and couldn’t open his mouth at all!

"Lady, the medicine can’t be fed..."

Qingwen was also crying anxiously.

Seeing how peaceful the Marquis Mansion looks right now, but as soon as Lord Marquis falls, the whole Marquis Mansion would fall apart!

Although she did not mention this to Lady, but privately, aren’t all the maids, old women, page boys, and long-term workers discussing this matter? No matter what’s going on outside on the street, even if separated by the walls of the Marquis Mansion, everyone can also hear the screams from outside.

How can everyone feel assured when Lord Marquis comes back severely injured?

"Can’t be fed? Quickly use chopsticks to pry open his mouth!"

Su Pan’er frowned, how could Qin Yi not take the medicine given the current circumstances?