The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man - Chapter 127
Chapter 127: 127 acupuncture
Translator: 549690339
Xiao Yuchuan was also stubborn. He relit the lamp oil, kept a straight face, and pulled Su Qingyue up, repeating his previous words to her one by one.
She coldly said, “Because the second brother won’t call me his wife.”
Xiao Yishan thought that treating his wife specially would make him feel happy, but hearing her words, his facial expression darkened. It wasn’t that he wouldn’t call her his wife, but he didn’t want to upset her like his third brother. He knew she didn’t want to stay in this family.
After hearing this, Yuchuan’s handsome face became stern, “Wife… Qingyue, do you really hate me that much?”
She reluctantly nodded her head.
A streak of pain crossed his bright eyes like stars, “Fine, I understand.” Her expression was calm and serene.
In fact, she didn’t want to hurt him. She just hoped that he would know to give up. Su Qingyue would never be his woman. If she didn’t injure him now, the wound would only be deeper in the future.
After extinguishing the lamp, the three of them lay on the bed as Su Qingyue had instructed.
The bed was five meters long and two meters wide. There was some distance in between each person.
Su Qingyue was covered with the second brother’s bedding, and Xiao Yishan was lying there fully clothed.
However, Xiao Yuchuan angrily threw his own bedding onto the ground.
He clenched his fist beside him, feeling angry.
He gave his heart and soul to Qingyue, pampering her, but all he got in return was her disdain. He was so angry that he wanted to strangle her! So angry that he wanted to recklessly rush over and rape her!
She was the wife his family had bought. Even if he really “accomplished” it with her, no one could say anything or question him, not even his second brother! As a purchased wife, would she really be able to resist if he forcefully took her?
He didn’t have to be so aggrieved and cautious…
Hurt by her actions, he almost exploded with anger. It wasn’t that he was afraid of his second brother, but he truly couldn’t bear to hurt her even a little, so he forcibly endured and did nothing.
In the darkness, Xiao Yishan could hear his third brother’s knuckles cracking from clenching his fists, and quietly furrowed his brows, “Third brother, are you really angry with your wife? She’s only 15 years old.” There was no response.
“No matter what you think, you cannot harm your wife.”
In the darkness, no one spoke, only their clear breathing could be heard.
Su Qingyue couldn’t hear their conversation, but she could clearly feel that the petty cat was so angry that its fur stood on end.
If he dare do anything to her, she would pluck his fur out one by one!
Being deaf was really inconvenient. She originally planned to nurse her injury for another day and start acupuncture tomorrow night.
Although she was saved by the second brother, she was only a guest. No matter what the petty cat did, he was still the owner of this family. It made no sense for her to stay in this family any longer.
She would start acupuncture tonight. Although it was a bit risky, she had confidence that the sooner she recovered, the better.
Each acupuncture treatment lasted two hours, once a night, and had to be done three times.
In order to avoid being disturbed during the acupuncture, she sat up and took out two small stones she had secretly picked up while washing clothes and put them in her sleeve pocket. She flicked her finger, and the two stones flew out simultaneously, accurately hitting both Xiao Yuchuan and Xiao Yishan’s sleeping acupoints.
In the darkness, the two men didn’t know what had happened, and they both fell into a deep sleep.
To avoid leaving any evidence, she went over and picked up the two stones and put them away carefully.
After lighting the oil lamp, she left the room and went to the kitchen to fetch a bowl of clean cold water. She returned to the room and closed the door and windows.
She opened the small cloth bag that she had placed in the corner of the bed when she was bathing and took out a silver needle from inside. Holding one end with her fingernails, she roasted the sharp end over the flame of the oil lamp on the stool..
