The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 462 Despicable Means (4)_1

Chapter 462: Chapter 462 Despicable Means (4)_1

Pei Yuan and Pei Qian, along with a few Little Radishes, got up early in the morning and were startled to find that Pei Qin was nowhere to be found.

Lu Hao, looking rather unwell, helped to explain, "She left with Lu Hai before dawn."

Feeling slightly reassured with Lu Hai accompanying her, they still worried, "Where did our elder sister go? What happened that she left before dawn without saying anything?"

Pei Qian thought of the letter from Shen Songming and was very concerned. Could something have happened to Brother Songming? But even so, the elder sister wouldn’t have gone to the Capital Jingcheng; at most, she would have only gone as far as Yuanyang County.

Lu Hao did not elaborate further as he was feeling a mixture of pity and indignation for Shen Songming. Even though Young Master Mojiu was strikingly handsome and learned, he couldn’t compare to Young Master Shen in other aspects, and yet he had managed to gain the upper hand first. This was... despicable!

Mo Heng admitted to himself that he was despicable. As soon as he woke up, he had Zhang Gengshan prepare medicine, waiting for Pei Qin to wake up.

Pei Qin was utterly exhausted, having been tormented by him for almost an entire night; her whole body felt like it was falling apart. Tired and sleepy, she moved her eyebrows when he got up but was too lazy to move her body and continued to sleep.

Seeing her spread out in a "big character," occupying almost half of the kang bed and sleeping soundly, Mo Heng frowned slightly. He tried to embrace her several times, but she pushed him away, insisting on sleeping this way.

She slept until past noon when Pei Qin woke up hungry.

The severe physical exertion had left her extremely hungry, and she couldn’t hold back the urge to go to the outhouse.

As she clenched her teeth and dragged her sore waist and legs to get up, Mo Heng emotionlessly instructed Zhang Gengshan, "Bring the Contraceptive Soup."

Pei Qin was stunned for a moment. Contraceptive Soup? She hadn’t drunk it the last time, and her period had come as usual. But glancing at Mo Heng’s face, she saw he was coming over with a gloomy expression.

Zhang Gengshan didn’t know the prescription for Contraceptive Soup, but he was sure that the medicine the young master asked to be prepared was not Contraceptive Soup. What kind of Contraceptive Soup didn’t have ingredients like musk? Instead, it was all tonics! He brought over the medicine with an odd expression, stealing glances at Mo Heng from time to time.

Pei Qin, feeling anger for no apparent reason, didn’t pay much attention to this. She took the bowl, drank it in one gulp, tossed the bowl onto the table, and glared fiercely at Mo Heng, "You blind fool! Enough is enough, or I’ll truly leave you blind for life!"

"Aren’t you going to wash up before leaving?" Mo Heng asked in a low voice.

Pei Qin frowned and looked down at her clothes. She had taken them off the night before without wrinkling them, but when she sniffed carefully, she could smell his scent on her. If she went home to bathe... "Aren’t you going to get the water ready?"

"It’s in the bathhouse," Mo Heng said, having already prepared the hot water.

Pei Qin cleaned herself up, feeling slightly better after the bath, and didn’t even eat before leaving.

"There will be another bowl of medicine tomorrow," Mo Heng reminded her from behind.

Pei Qin ground her teeth and left without a word, her face dark as she returned home.

Upon arriving home, Pei Qian and Pei Yuan immediately came up to her, asking if something had happened.

"A little matter, it’s already been resolved," Pei Qin replied without elaborating, as she was a modern young adult, but after all, this was ancient times, and those Little Radishes were ancient people.

Seeing her expression relatively calm, Pei Yuan was slightly reassured.

But Pei Qian prodded incessantly, "What little matter? Why did you leave before dawn?"

"I was in a bad mood and went out to have a fight," Pei Qin said with a frown, then sat down in the main hall, wanting something to eat.

Looking at her, she really did seem like she’d been in a fight. Pei Yuan hurried to prepare food for her.

It was somewhat better than last time, but not by much. Pei Qin had slept all afternoon and couldn’t fall asleep at night. She couldn’t help cursing Mo Heng over and over again in her heart. Damn it, even if it was exhilarating at the moment, there was no need to go all out, right!? Fucking seven times in one night, whoever marries him will die twenty years early.

Cloaked tightly in clothes, he presented a picture of abstinence, but once he was undressed, he was nothing but a beast!

So what if she had overpowered him once, was he unsettled by that? He worked her to death in retaliation! Goddamn bear’s grandmother!

As she cursed, she drifted off to sleep in a daze.

The next day, before breakfast was even ready, Zhang Gengshan came over again, reminding Pei Qin to take her medicine.

Pei Qin, with a dark expression on her face, came straight over, gulped down the medicine in the bowl, and gave him a sidelong glance with droopy eyes, "When are you leaving? Give me back the maid’s wages!"

Mo Heng pondered for a moment, "I have no money, I can only pay with my body."

"Fuck off with your bullshit!" Pei Qin jumped up and cursed angrily, but her legs were really aching too much, turning red then dark, and from dark to blue.

Mo Heng looked at her expressionlessly, "Moreover, your performance was less than satisfactory."

Pei Qin felt she shouldn’t bother with him anymore, he was just a sick narcissus! Engaging with him, she was only asking for trouble! She pointed angrily at him, "Yuanyang County is my turf!" warning him that he’d better scram if it was time to scram.

Indeed, Mo Heng was packing his bags.

At this time, the matchmakers were frequently visiting, wanting to arrange a marriage for Mo Heng.

Mo Heng did not meet with them; he left everything to Zhang Gengshan.

Zhang Gengshan rejected them one by one, "Our young master is already betrothed!" The young master and Ms. Pei... He was intent on marrying her, having replaced the nutritional supplement with Contraceptive Soup. If... If Ms. Pei was pregnant with the young master’s... Zhang Gengshan gasped, suddenly feeling that what they were doing was... perhaps too... despicable?

Mo Heng didn’t deny his methods were despicable; other approaches just didn’t work with Pei Qin. She didn’t care about losing her virtue, had no intention of marrying, didn’t want a husband. So... what about a child?

Stunned for a moment, Mo Heng clenched his fists.

Another letter from Shen Songming arrived, telling Pei Qin to reply to him or else prepare to get married, as he would soon recover from his wounds and come from the south to marry her!

Along with this letter, there was another sheet of paper written in English. Ms. Liangsan from the Liang family of Capital Jingcheng was conferred the title of County Magistrate. It had nothing to do with Pei Qin, nor with Shen Songming. However, this Ms. Liangsan was conferred the title of County Magistrate because of the double-crop rice. This technology, which Shen Songming had had people experimenting with and had not yet succeeded, was somehow accomplished by Ms. Liangsan.

Pei Qin knitted her brows after reading it.

Pei Qian, seeing her look troubled, said, "Sister, let me see the letter!" After her consent, and seeing that Pei Qin did not refuse, she took the letter to read but couldn’t understand it, "What do these scribblings mean?"

Pei Qin explained it briefly in two sentences.

Pei Qian’s face turned dark and gloomy in an instant, "Double-crop rice is just growing rice twice in a season. We harvest over three thousand catties of sweet potatoes per mu, saving so many from starvation, yet we only got a Pai Building. An official’s daughter manages to grow double-crop rice, and she gets the title of County Magistrate, it’s unfair!"

Pei Yuan was also quite indignant, this letter was also from Brother Songming, who initially even got the person wrong.

Pei Qin’s frown deepened, too many things were unfair, and she didn’t concern herself with this matter. Instead, she wondered, could Ms. Liangsan possibly be a fellow time-traveler?