Chapter 170: Farming: Saving the Substitute Bridegroom 13

Fengshu Cun has been lively these past two days.

First, the Jin Family uncle and nephew fought over the inheritance, becoming the villagers' after-dinner chat; just a couple days passed, and now they say Jinbei will marry Ye Yun today.

"Hey, auntie, what do you think that brat from Jin Lao San's family is thinking? Bringing home a poisonous wife!"

"Wasn't it said that the yamen runner came to look, saying the killer was a highly skilled martial artist? Not Ye Yun?"

"Even if she didn't kill them, she's ruthless! When her own mother met with disaster, her first thought wasn't to report to the authorities but to dispose of the corpse—just looking at her frightens me!"

Several women with headscarves by the river chatted among themselves, not noticing the people not far away.

【Host, why do you have Jinbei do it himself? Aren't you afraid he'll go berserk and kill Ye Yun too?】

【No, I placed a forbidden spell.】

Jin Chen fetched some water to wash the horse clean, waited for the sun to nearly dry its mane, then untied the reins from the tree trunk.

0731 followed along, 【We'd better hurry home; the Jin Family will definitely have many people today! Little Pitiful One is still home alone!】

"Giddyap!"

Jin Chen gave a soft shout and hurried toward the Jin Family.

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In the countryside, weddings don't have many formalities; just set up a few tables of food and drink in the outer courtyard, hang some red cloth on the lintel, and it's considered a celebration—what matters is liveliness.

Originally, after receiving the money, they were to return to the bamboo lodge the next day, but Jin Chen said there would be lively entertainment at this wedding, so Yelin agreed to stay a few days.

Today Jin Chen went to town and hasn't returned; Yelin finds the outside noisy and doesn't want to talk to others, so she simply stays in her room, embroidering a sachet for her husband.

But he wasn't seeking trouble—trouble came looking for him.

Bang bang bang—

The wooden door was knocked so hard it shook the heavens.

"Which little husband is hiding in the room and not coming out? Hahaha!"

"It must be Jin Chen's husband! Come out and join the fun!"

"I saw him from afar that day—he's quite handsome!"

The unpleasant voices of several men came from outside the wooden door; Yelin found them grating, furrowed her brow, drew back onto the bed, and continued stitching.

"Don't tease her; she might go home to fetch a basin of water for a bath, and perhaps obediently come to your place to have a look!"

"Who knows if Jin Chen can satisfy him!"

Yelin lowered her eyes, treating it as nonsense, but her sewing slowed, and the needle pricked her fingertip.

His arm trembled, he withdrew the needle and thread, staring at the drop of glaring red on his fingertip; the darkness in his eyes deepened.

The words outside became increasingly unbearable to hear.

Yelin suddenly pulled out several needles, smoothed the wrinkles in her clothes, and quietly walked over to open the door.

The chatter ceased abruptly.

Several men were stunned by Yelin's beauty.

Previously, covered in dust and dirt, he hadn't noticed, but now, dressed up, wearing a blue-green robe, a silver hairpin holding his hair, though he wore no powder or rouge, his complexion remained radiant, the vermilion on his forehead especially bright.

They could even hear the sound of their own saliva being swallowed.

Goodness, she's even prettier than the courtesans of Smoke Willow Lane in town!

Normally they might conceal it a bit, but today they've all drunk the wedding wine, the moment when inhibitions drop most easily, and they can't hide their filthy thoughts.

The leader rubbed his hands, his murky eyes revealing lewdness: "Jin's husband, Jin Chen isn't home every day—aren't you bored and lonely?"

"Yeah, staying cooped up in the room all day—why not come out and drink with us?" another echoed beside him.

People came and went in the guest hall, but no one paid much attention to this side.

Yelin suddenly smiled, instantly adding a few touches of color, her gaze shining.

In the next instant, the embroidery needle pierced the leader's face, following the direction he turned away in pain, straight to the corner of his mouth, and blood instantly seeped out.

"Ah!!!"

Feeling the burning pain on his face, the man shouted, reflexively raising his hand to slap Yelin, but instead was cut by the scissors in her hand and cried out in pain again.

"Damn! Bitch!"

The men behind, recovering from shock, cursed and moved to strike, raising their hands high.

Yelin seized the opportunity, dodged back into the room, and shut the door again.

He leaned against the wooden door, his heart pounding violently, even feeling the vibrations from the crowd outside battering it.

"Bitch! Open the door!"

"Damn it! You refuse a toast, you'll get a penalty drink! Open the door, old man!"

"You dare make me see blood! Today I won't stop until I beat you to death!"

"Beat who to death?"

A bone-chilling cold voice came from behind them.

Jin Chen, dressed in neat black clothes, looked at those men with eyes flashing bone-chilling cold, his killing intent surging like turbulent waves.

The silver wolf rose behind him, blue eyes fierce, sharp teeth bared, as if it would lunge forward the next second to tear them apart.

This farce was finally noticed by other villagers, who stared in surprise and also recognized who those surrounding men were.

Jin Chen spoke coldly, repeating it once more.

"Who do you want to beat to death?"

"Jin Chen! How dare you say that! Look at your poisonous husband—see what state he's beaten me into!" Liu Daqiang shouted hoarsely, wiping blood from his face.

"Why did he hurt you? You're not clear about it in your heart?"

Jin Chen's face was expressionless.

"If your mouth isn't clean, then don't keep it."

As his words fell, he simultaneously waved his hand lightly, and the dagger's sharp blade pierced Liu Daqiang's mouth.

The onlookers watching the show were all violently shocked.

Liu Daqiang felt his vision go dark, his mouth painful and numb, something slippery fell from his mouth and dropped to the ground.

He stared blankly, head lowered—it was… his own tongue!

Intense pain surged at that instant.

The scene instantly descended into chaos, and Jin Chen glanced at the other men.

They no longer dared to confront Jin Chen head-on; the alcohol wore off from fright, and they stumbled away.

0731 chased after them and ran out.

Jin Chen knocked on the door.

"Linlin, it's me."

The door swung open instantly, and Yelin flung herself into Jin Chen's embrace.

"My husband…"

His voice trembled slightly; the darkness in his eyes was concealed, leaving only the vulnerability he showed before Jin Chen.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Jin Chen lightly kissed the top of his husband's head, soothed him softly, and patted his back with his palm.

"Once this matter is over, we will have no further dealings with them."

Yelin nodded, then pressed herself tighter into his embrace, "Okay."

【Villain Heartthrob Value +15 detected, total 50!】

Those who saw that scene in the outer courtyard were all frightened silly; Liu Daqiang's mother cried uncontrollably and hurriedly found someone to help send him to the clinic.

She also loudly cursed Jin Chen and Yelin as venomous-hearted, then cried and made a scene in the outer courtyard, where Madame Song and Old Third Chen quickly came out to persuade.

Madame Song was also startled, never expecting Jin Chen to be so ruthless.

Jin Chen embraced Yelin, casually pulled a side bench to sit, held her in his arms, and gazed at Madame Song and the others with an indifferent look.

Those at the same table instinctively shifted their stools, unwilling to get close.

"You black-hearted wretch! You're trying to take my strong son's life! He only said a few words—how could you treat him like this!"

Daqiang's mother, crying, lunged toward Jin Chen.

The others' gossip also reached Jin Chen's ears.

Swish—

Everyone watched wide-eyed as the dagger that had just slit Liu Daqiang's tongue sliced past before their eyes and plunged straight into the main gate.

"Whoever dares to speak nonsense, try it."

Jin Chen swept his gaze over everyone present, his voice turning cold.