A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

This was the news he overheard standing at the door. After all, there would be a grand carnival in the evening, and it was no wonder that these servants would be cheering.

Song Qinghan still didn't feel any disturbance in his heart, but he just had a faint feeling that something must happen tonight, after all...things must be reversed at extremes.

Wu Tan must be the happiest person in the world at this time, but it also means that if he suffers a blow, he will instantly become the most miserable person in the world.

Song Qinghan thought to himself, after coaxing Xiao Shitou to sleep, he walked around the room restlessly, as if he wanted to see people and didn't want to see people at the same time.

After a while, a figure rushed in, cupped his fists and said to him, "Master! It's time to go!"

Song Qinghan was stunned for a moment, and after seeing clearly that the person who came was Xiao Yan, he showed an expression of "Sure enough" on his face, picked up the little stone, followed him, and said in a deep voice: "It's Wu Dahu Was it arranged?"

Xiao Yan paused, shook his head affirmatively, and said, "No, it was arranged by my subordinates."

Upon hearing the answer, Song Qinghan's eyes flashed with surprise, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "You mean, you arranged for me to find someone to pretend to have a successful abortion?"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan didn't even think about it, just nodded and said: "Yes, the subordinate has arranged everything, even if the one left at that time is not the master husband of the subordinate, it will be fine, but what I didn't expect is that Lord Wu will eventually make the arrangements. I stayed."

Seeing that his tone was a bit weird when he said the last sentence, Song Qinghan frowned and said, "What? You didn't tell him beforehand?"

Xiao Yan pondered for a moment, as if he was organizing his words, and finally said after a while: "It's a long story at this time, Mr. Wu really lost his memory, so I dare not tell him too much, just because I'm afraid... ..”

Song Qinghan understood his concerns, nodded, and didn't ask any more questions.

Although he didn't know how Xiao Yan came to the conclusion that Wu Dahu had really lost his memory, judging from his current performance, Xiao Yan was more reliable than Wu Dahu, so he chose to side with Xiao Yan temporarily.

It's just that Song Qinghan's heart still hurts when he thought of what Wu Dahu said to Wu Tan before.

Even before he lost his memory, Wu Dahu had never said such affectionate words to him. Unexpectedly, once he lost his memory, all kinds of sweet words would spread out as if he didn't want money. I don't know, I thought there was something between him and Wu Tan. How deep is the feeling.

While thinking, Xiao Yan had already brought Song Qinghan out of the underground palace.

To Song Qinghan's surprise, there was chaos outside, and there was no sign of a wedding banquet at all.

Xiao Yan had already made preparations, and directly led the nearby horse over, helped Song Qinghan to sit on it, and said in a deep voice: "The master is already seated, just follow me, no matter what happens on the road, don't look back !"

Song Qinghan held the small stone in one hand, and tightly held the rein in the other hand, the strings in his mind were tense, and he nodded with a serious face.

It was only before he left that he remembered something, and he asked in confusion, "Where's Wu Dahu? He's not leaving?"

A look of embarrassment flashed across Xiao Yan's face, and he turned his head to look northwest, where there seemed to be red candles.

"Master Wu can't get away for the time being. Let's take a step ahead. When the master husband is safe, I will come back to find Master Wu."

The sound of swords and swords rang in his ears, Song Qinghan turned his head and saw that both sides were fighting, and couldn't help but ask: "Did you notify the Qingmu people to fight?"

Xiao Yan shook his head, waved the reins, rode his horse, and said with certainty: "No! It was probably found by Aoki himself! Master, be careful!"

Song Qinghan tightened his grip on the horse's belly, followed closely behind Xiao Yan, narrowed his eyes slightly, and pursed his lips into a straight line, temporarily clearing away the distracting thoughts in his mind.

It's funny to say that he came here to save Wu Dahu, but he left Wu Dahu behind when he left.

Xiao Yan seemed to be very familiar with this route. None of the three of them encountered anyone blocking the way along the way. Occasionally, one or two barbarians subconsciously moved aside when they saw the bone pendant on Song Qinghan's waist.

But when he was about to reach the barren area, Xiao Yan suddenly pulled the rein, forcing the horse under him to stop.

Fortunately, Song Qinghan had quick eyesight and quick hands, imitating his example and making the horse stop, so he didn't let himself run into it directly.

"how......"

Before he finished his question, he understood when he saw Merck and his party not far away.

Merck narrowed his eagle eyes slightly, looked at Song Qinghan sharply, and said coldly: "I respect you and care for you, is this what I get in return?"

Song Qinghan's face darkened, and he said mercilessly, "When have you ever respected me? Cared for me? What you want is my stomach and hands, isn't it?"

Seeing that he already knew about the abortion pill, Merck shook his head irrefutably, and said in a deep voice, "If you didn't have the Queen's bone pendant I gave you, do you think you could live to this day? How dare you collude with the Aoki people to sneak attack Our camp! Don’t blame me for being ruthless if you don’t know what to do first!”

After finishing speaking, he didn't talk nonsense, and directly waved his hand, letting his subordinates surround Song Qinghan and Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan's heart tightened, and he silently pulled out the knife from his waist, turned his head to Song Qinghan and said, "Master, don't worry, if they want to touch a hair of yours, they must step on my corpse!"

Song Qinghan was a little moved, but more sad.

It is not impossible to fight many with one, but certainly not under such circumstances.

The other party is the confidant of the lord of a country, and Xiao Yan is just a small soldier under Wu Dahu's subordinates.

Song Qinghan pursed his lips, wanting to say something to delay time, but Merck obviously didn't intend to give him this chance, and said directly: "Kill!"

The sound of swords and swords was endless, Song Qinghan stared blankly at the scene of fighting in front of him, holding the small stone tightly with both hands, as if he forgot how to breathe.

The blood spurted out from someone who didn't know, and splashed directly on Song Qinghan's face. Little Shitou accidentally glanced at it, and was so frightened that he burst into tears.

Song Qinghan's heart tightened, and he buried Xiao Shitou's face in his arms, stretched out his sleeve to wipe his face, and saw an unbelievable figure from the dark red.

"Tiger?"

Wu Dahu glanced at the father and son, and said to Merck in a deep voice, "Stop, or I'll kill him!"

When Merck saw the picture of him pressing the knife against Wu Tan's throat, his eyes were tearing apart, and he said sharply, "You're just pretending!"

Wu Dahu was noncommittal, and slowly said: "Whether I'm pretending or not, it can be seen from your reaction that my behavior is correct."

Seeing that Wu Tan's neck was already dripping blood, Merck's face flashed with struggle, looking at Song Qinghan and Xiao Yan who were close at hand, he suddenly raised his hand and said, "Come back!"