Fate of the Stupid Son Chapter 118

Song Wangyue comes out from behind the flowerpot.

Seeing that she was dressed in fine cotton cloth, not the dress of a maid in the house, Zhang Zhuan spoke in a deep voice, “Who are you?”

“Song Si’s sister.”

Zhang Zhuan suddenly looked in the direction of the backyard with wide eyes and then looked at her, “You, how do you ……”

“It’s a long story, I’d like to ask Second Prince to do me a favour.”

“You, how do you know who I am?”

It was only after Zhang Zhuan asked that he remembered that Boss Wei’s and the Song family were relatives, and it wasn’t surprising that Song Si’s sister knew about him.

“What kind of favour?”

“Please, Second Prince, take me to my elder brother.”

“That, I’m afraid I can’t do.”

His position in this mansion was only a little better than that of the underlings, he did not know where Song Si had been gotten to, the only thing he could do was to go to the tavern and give a message to Wei’s boss, so that he could come to his rescue quickly.

When he thought of saving the people, he thought of another boy and looked behind Song Wan Yue.

Not seeing anyone, he was puzzled when he heard Song Wangyue say again, “The reason they dare to drug us so boldly is that they should want to make my elder brother and Zhang Yao’s affair a fact, Second Prince just take me over to Zhang Yao’s courtyard, I’ll do the rest myself.”

Zhang Zhuan looked at her suspiciously.

What could a young girl of eight or nine do? Kindly persuaded, “I advise you to go and call for someone, it might still be too late to salvage the situation.”

“I’ve already gone to shout, please take me there quickly, Second Prince.”

Since someone had gone to report the news, there was no point in him going any further. Zhang Zhuan hesitated for a moment, “Alright then, you follow me and I will take you there. As promised, I’ll just take you there, I don’t care about anything else.”

“Many thanks, Second Prince.”

Song Wangyue quickly went behind Zhang Zhuan, lowering her head and following him with the same steps.

The subordinates in the government were each busy with their own tasks at hand, coming and going in a hurry, and did not pay too much attention to her behind Zhang Zhuan.

The two of them arrived outside Zhang Yao’s courtyard.

When Zhang Zhuan saw the housekeeper standing outside the courtyard next to Zhang Yao’s, directing the servants to do something, he stopped at once.

“What’s wrong?”

Song Wangyue asked, her head still bowed, in a voice that only the two of them heard.

“It’s the housekeeper.”

Song Wan Yue’s heart tightened, she could fool anyone she came across, but she could not fool the housekeeper.

“He’s right in front of the courtyard next to Zhang Yao’s and is having someone do something.”

“My big brother should be inside.” Song Wangyue immediately guessed what was going on, “Does Second Prince have any way to lure the housekeeper away?”

Where did Zhang Zhuan dare, the housekeeper was Master Zhang’s lapdog, his power was even greater than his own, and he had to look at his face on a regular basis since.

“No, there is no way.”

“As long as you can lure the housekeeper away, I will give you an additional five hundred taels in addition to the five hundred taels promised by Boss Wei.”

Wouldn’t that be a thousand taels!

Thinking that this much silver would be his own in the future, and that he could spend it however he wanted, Zhang Zhuan’s brain was hot and he agreed, “Yes.”

Song Wangyue said something behind him, and then quickly stealthily moved behind a large tree.

Zhang Zhuan quickly walked up, “It’s not good, housekeeper!”

The housekeeper had just ordered someone to carry Song Si to the house and was about to tell Zhang Yao himself when he suddenly heard Zhang Zhuan’s shout and looked over with a puzzled look on his face, “What is it that has made the Second Young Master make such a fuss?”

Zhang Zhuan quickly stepped in front of him and lowered his voice, “My servant just went to the backyard to fetch water and said he saw two children running out of the corner door, they didn’t look like they were from the house, I wondered if they were ……”

“Impossible! They are under a spell ……”

The butler’s subconscious words came out before he thought that Zhang Zhuan did not know about it and hurriedly put a stop to it.

Zhang Zhuan pretended not to hear his words, “It’s true! My boy can see clearly, butler better hurry up and take someone to see, lest there be any mistake.”

Seeing that he did not look like he was telling a lie, the butler called out to two of his subordinates, “You two go with me, the remaining two guard the door, don’t let anyone in.”

The two underlings answered, and the butler led the men to the backyard in a hurry.

When Zhang Zhuan walked towards the courtyard, he was stopped by the two underlings, “Second young master, didn’t you hear what the butler said? No one is allowed to go in this courtyard.”

“I heard ……”

Zhang Zhuanwei leaned over and looked in the direction where Song Wangyue was hiding, and when he saw her gesturing to him, he again gritted his teeth, “What if I heard you, what if I didn’t? I am a second young master, I can’t even enter an empty courtyard if I want to?”

The two underlings froze slightly, it was because they had never heard such hard words from Zhang Zhuan.

“Get out of the way!”

Zhang Zhuan peeled away their hands and barged inside.

Two underlings reacted and one grabbed one of his arms and carried him to the side, holding him down, “Second Young Master, you stay here and stay well, if you want to enter, you can tell the butler when he returns.”

Song Wangyue took the opportunity to quickly enter the courtyard.

When Zhang Zhuan saw her enter out of the corner of his eye, he slapped the two men’s hands holding him down, “If you don’t go in, you don’t go in, let go of me!”

The two underlings let go of their hands.

Zhang Zhuan straightened her clothes, gave them a fierce glare and lifted her feet in the direction of her own courtyard.

The two underlings watched him walk away before returning to the courtyard gate to continue their guard.

Inside the house.

Song Si was lying in bed, covered with a thin blanket, his outer clothes had been stripped off and thrown casually on the floor.

There was only one bed in the house, no extra furnishings, only a tub of ice on the floor. Song Wangyue walked over, picked up a piece of ice, returned to the bed and pressed it against Song Si’s face.

Song Si was stirred awake by the ice and blinked blankly when she saw Song Wangyue dripping water onto her face with the ice cube.

“Big brother, we’re being counted on!”

Song Si’s complexion suddenly cleared up and he sat up violently, feeling an icy coldness on his body, looking down, seeing himself naked, so shocked that he almost screamed out, scrambling to pick up the thin quilt to cover his body, “Yue’er, turn your back.”

His voice was not small in his panic and the two underlings guarding the courtyard door heard him, they looked at each other in confusion and came towards the house at the same time.

“Big brother lie down.”

As she finished in a whisper, Song Wangyue lifted the bed surround and hid under the bed.

Song Si also scrambled to lie down.

The door of the house was pushed open and two underlings came in, straight to the bed to look, and saw Song Si lying on the bed with her eyes closed and nothing in the room at all.

The two men looked at each other in confusion, as they had clearly heard the sound of talking just now.

“It’s hard to see a ghost.”

One of them muttered in a low voice.

“It’s broad daylight, what ghosts? Maybe the boy is talking in his sleep. Go, go, go, go and keep watch at the door.

Muttering, he felt that something was wrong, and only after he had left the house did he remember, he bumped another servant, “Have you ever heard of a man who can talk in his sleep even after being poisoned?”

“Who cares, there’s no one else in the house anyway, so let’s just keep a good watch on the door and don’t let anyone in.”