Rebirth of a Farming Wife

Chapter 541: Chapter 548: Too Much Fun
 

Sikong Ling spoke slowly, his face bearing a schadenfreude grin that clearly screamed, “I’m not happy, and I’m going to play with you,” leaving Su Wenyue pointing at Sikong Ling, too angry to speak.

Watching Su Wenyue’s vividly changing expressions, Sikong Ling’s smile grew even brighter. Ever since he once infuriated Su Wenyue to the point of exploding, Sikong Ling found he had fallen in love with this kind of interaction, even considering it a delight.

But with Han Yu present, where could he enjoy bullying and teasing his daughter-in-law? Pulling his wife into his arms, he patted her back, “Daughter-in-law, calm down, calm down. I’m here, and you needn’t worry about anything. Don’t let this upset you—people like that aren’t worth it, okay?”

“You’re right, I need to stay calm. Just ignore the pleasure such a nasty person takes in his antics. Why let him affect my mood? I’ll listen to you, Husband.” As Su Wenyue spoke, she deliberately turned away, ignoring Sikong Ling.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Seeing Su Wenyue act this way, Sikong Ling found it truly no fun at all with Han Yu around and coldly huffed, “Childish!”

Su Wenyue’s response to Sikong Ling’s comment was just one word: “Tch!”

And indeed, it seemed Sikong Ling was a bit angry. He actually came over on purpose, wanting to have a word with Su Wenyue before leaving. Otherwise, he could have just sent a servant to inform Han Yu about his departure. Why bother coming over himself? Yet, Su Wenyue’s attitude now made it impossible for him speak properly.

Before, Han Yu hadn’t felt it, but now, being in the midst, watching the two interact this way, it seemed like watching two children, two immature children at that, always ready to bicker and get angry with each other.

Sikong Ling paused for a moment, and seeing that Su Wenyue remained buried in Han Yu’s embrace with no intention of paying him any mind, reluctantly stood up and said to Han Yu, “There’s nothing else. I’m leaving tomorrow, so I specifically came to bid you farewell. I’ve said what needed to be said, so I’ll take my leave first.”

Han Yu, well aware that Su Wenyue was being rude, had no intention to remind her and simply said, “May Young Master Sikong have a safe journey and may we meet again, take care.”

“Take care.” Sikong Ling spoke, turned around, and left. Before stepping out the door, he stole a subtle glance at Su Wenyue, and seeing that she was not looking his way, he hid the disappointment in his eyes and strode out without any further hesitation or pause.

Only after Sikong Ling’s figure had disappeared did Su Wenyue turn her head, her face marked with concern, “Husband, Sikong Ling is leaving Peach Blossom Valley tomorrow. Are you really sure about this?”

“Rest assured, when have I ever given you cause to worry when I handle things? It was set for these few days anyway. If Sikong Ling were here, I might have some concerns, but with him gone, breaking the mechanisms and array, there’s no one left in the valley who can stop us. The reason Peach Blossom Valley is so dreaded is because of its unique mechanisms and array, but now that they are no obstacle to us, the valley is just an ordinary place to me.”

“Young Master, are we really just going to leave like this, leaving Han Yu and the others behind in the valley?” Phantom asked, hesitantly, feeling that the master’s actions were rather unreliable. Young Master Sikong had already given up on his covetous thoughts; why not let them go directly instead of leaving them unchecked in the valley?

“Otherwise, what? You want to stay and keep them company?” Sikong Ling glanced sideways at Phantom with a mix of a smirk and a frown in his voice, seeing the hesitancy on Phantom’s face.

“Young Master, you know that’s not what I mean. Peach Blossom Valley is our Sikong Family’s last resort, an absolute priority that cannot afford any failures. If we leave Han Yu in the valley, who knows what he might do. Han Yu is no pushover. From the moment he entered the valley, he’s been biding his time, likely holding back some trick. Who knows what he’ll do while you’re away?”

“Don’t worry; we’re still on the same side after all. Even if Han Yu were to do something, he’d know the limits and avoid the situation you’re worried about. Besides, smart as Han Yu is, Peach Blossom Valley is no place for cleverness, as one can hardly make a move without understanding its array and mechanisms. Whether or not Han Yu can leave is still uncertain! Let’s just leave it to his own abilities. If they continue to stay in Peach Blossom Valley, it will still provide for them generously. Don’t bother worrying about them anymore.”

“Your subordinate wouldn’t dare.” Phantom realized why his master wouldn’t let Han Yu and Su Wenyue leave—it was all because of the Young Master’s twisted sense of fun, playing with Mr. and Mrs. Han Yu. As for whether this would cause Han Yu to miss out on anything, this was not within the Young Master’s concerns. Phantom silently mourned for Han Yu and Su Wenyue.

The next day, Sikong Ling didn’t inform anyone else and left in the early morning with Phantom as quietly as a whisper, leaving behind a letter to be delivered to Han Yu.

Han Yu held Sikong Ling’s left behind letter wordlessly, on which only one line with four characters was written: “Wish you good luck!”

No wonder Sikong Ling had such a reputation outside; the rumors were not unfounded at all. He was someone whose wicked sense of humor overflowed, taking pleasure in toying with others, and it wasn’t surprising whatever absurd things he did.

Su Wenyue took the letter from Han Yu’s hand and, seeing the content, was so angry that she clenched her teeth, “Such scum, deriving joy from manipulating others. Why doesn’t heaven strike him down, letting him continue to wreak havoc? It truly infuriates me. If we didn’t have that Ancient Book, we wouldn’t even know when we could escape. It’s utterly detestable.”

“Why are you getting so upset, Daughter-in-law? That’s not staying calm. Now that we have that Ancient Book, leaving couldn’t be easier. Sikong Ling surely didn’t anticipate this, so he left such a message. He’s pleased with himself too soon. Just wait until he finds out that we left Peach Blossom Valley with ease; then, it will be his turn to be upset.” Han Yu shook his head, suspecting that the message left by Sikong Ling wasn’t meant for him, but for his daughter-in-law. He couldn’t help but realize the truth.

Along the way, Sikong Ling wondered whether Su Wenyue would get so angry upon seeing the letter he had left that she would curse him to the heavens and list all his faults, with her eyes bulging wide. It was such an amusing thought.

“Master, everything is ready. Qi Yun and his brothers have already set up the ambush outside the valley, just waiting for us to come out and join them,” Zhai Li reported to Han Yu, although he harbored some concerns. With Peach Blossom Valley full of traps and arrays, more formidable than bodyguards, he wondered what Han Yu relied on to be so confident they could break through the valley’s defenses to escape.

“Good, daylight is too conspicuous, and it’s not conducive to avoiding detection. Let’s set it for nighttime,” Han Yu finally decided on the time for their departure. Divine Doctor Mu had left a step ahead of Sikong Ling, and all he needed to do was inform Su Wenyue. No other preparations were necessary—they came with nothing and needed to take nothing with them.