Chapter 287 — You Go Stop Him
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"Xiaoshu, you mustn't say things like that anymore. How can you bring that up so casually? If the boys heard, it would be mortifying." Gu Mengyao said to Shen Yushu with forced patience.
"Oh, I don't think it's a big deal. Anyway, we're out of sanitary pads at home—I was thinking of sending Brother Chewing Gum to buy some." Shen Yushu was completely unconcerned.
"No way. How can you ask a man to buy something that private for you?" Gu Mengyao shot her a glare. "I'll call Uncle Qing in a bit and have him go buy them."
"Uh…" Shen Yushu blinked. "Yao Yao, isn't Uncle Qing a man too…?"
Shen Yushu felt terribly sorry for Uncle Qing, poor thing—Gu Mengyao had sent him into the palace several times over… She wondered what he would think if he ever found out.
"That's different. Uncle Qing is an elder." Gu Mengyao also felt she had gone a bit too far; Uncle Qing had already been stripped of his manhood several times now…
"Oh, all right then." Shen Yushu nodded, half understanding. "Then let Uncle Qing go buy them."
"That's better… Oh, right—how do we stop Zhong Yongliang from writing that blood letter or whatever? Just hearing about it is creepy. I don't want to receive a blood letter—I'd have nightmares at night." Gu Mengyao said.
"For that, you'll have to find Brother Chewing Gum. Let him handle it." Shen Yushu now lived by the philosophy of "When in trouble, find Wei Zhao."
"Fine, then you go tell Wei Zhao to take care of it." Gu Mengyao nodded, agreeing that Xiaoshu's idea was the only way—they really could only turn to Wei Zhao.
Wei Zhao stared at the little note Shen Yushu had passed him, somewhat speechless: Yao Yao wants you to stop Zhong Yongliang from writing the blood letter. It's all up to you now.
Giving Zhong Yongliang a beating—that he could do. But stopping him from writing a blood letter? That seemed a bit beyond his jurisdiction, didn't it? And he had no reason to interfere. Was he supposed to just march up and warn Zhong Yongliang, 'Don't write Gu Mengyao a blood letter, or I'll beat you up'?
But in what capacity would he do it? Wei Zhao had a bit of a headache. Still, since the eldest Miss Chu had given her orders, Wei Zhao got to his feet and shuffled unsteadily toward Zhong Yongliang.
At that moment, Zhong Yongliang was holding a carving knife, hesitating over whether to cut his own finger. He wasn't afraid of pain, but cutting his own finger—that was still a little too frightening, wasn't it?
"Xiaofu, come help me out. I can't bring myself to do it." Zhong Yongliang handed the carving knife to Gao Xiaofu.
"Oh." Gao Xiaofu was not the least bit hesitant—after all, it wasn't his hand being cut. "Then here I go, Brother Liang. Bear with it."
"All right… hiss…" Zhong Yongliang flinched, and blood welled up from his fingertip. There were no major vessels at the tip of a finger, so it didn't gush like a fountain.
"Brother Liang, hurry up and write. Otherwise the blood'll dry in a bit and you'll have to start over." Gao Xiaofu said.
"Oh, right." Zhong Yongliang hastily began writing on the blank sheet of paper he had prepared in advance…
He had just finished writing the character "Yao" when Wei Zhao silently appeared before Zhong Yongliang. Sensing someone suddenly there in front of him, Zhong Yongliang instinctively looked up and saw Wei Zhao. "You… what do you want?"
Zhong Yongliang was startled. What was Wei Zhao doing here? Was this guy looking to make trouble for him again?
"Oh, nothing. Just came to see what you're up to." Wei Zhao lowered his head and glanced at the blood letter Zhong Yongliang was writing.
"Writing a blood letter—what else would I be doing? Wei Zhao, I haven't provoked you, so you'd better not mess around." Zhong Yongliang was somewhat afraid of Wei Zhao.