Chapter 1853: Chapter 1833: Lin Yan Story Part 17_1 Chapter 1853: Chapter 1833: Lin Yan Story Part 17_1 “What kind of drug did you give him?”

Ye Ziyan’s bright, black eyes spun around, and she curiously looked at him.

“A laxative.”

Ye Zimo darkly smiled: “A laxative personally concocted by young master, taking just a fingernail-sized dose is enough to make him poop for three days.”

“Three days?”

Ye Ziyan was slightly surprised: “Won’t he be drained? Won’t it send him directly to the Underworld?”

“No.”

Ye Zimo smirked: “Young master didn’t want to waste, just flicked a little bit from the nail gap, he’ll only need to go three or four times, and that’s about it.”

“This guy, bullying a child, is really despicable, it’s right to teach him a lesson.”

Ye Ziyan was a little dissatisfied and fanned the flames opportunistically: “Only three or four times is too little, at least make him go for a whole night, so he learns a lesson and doesn’t come looking for trouble again.”

“Teaching him a lesson is not difficult.”

Ye Zimo grinned, revealing a row of neatly arranged teeth and a sparkling, snowy-white gum, giving off a cold light.

“When it’s time for dinner, find an opportunity to add some more spices for him, making sure his poop is unforgettable.”

“Don’t get too close to him.”

Ye Ziyan laughed and reminded: “Don’t let him find any clue, attracting trouble.”

“Psh.”

Ye Zimo looked disdainful: “If he could really find out that it was young master who drugged him, young master would be impressed.”

“Kid, it’s not safe to stand on the grain cargo. Hurry up and come down.”

While the siblings were communicating, they were interrupted by an Armed escort who cast a glance at the wagon and scolded loudly.

“Okay.”

Ye Zimo chuckled and quickly climbed down from the grain pile, sitting next to his sister.

Ye Zilin was perceptive. Hearing the sound of horse hooves, he immediately guessed Ye Zimo’s tricks.

Seeing him climb down from the pile of grain and sitting innocently, the corners of his lips curved, he leaned against the bags of grain and closed his eyes to rest.

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During the lunch break, Ye Zimo, pretending to ask for drinking water, quietly approached the Head Escort and secretly drugged him again.

The Head Escort’s face turned ugly, and he let out a series of stinking farts with convulsive twists, repulsing the nearby armed escorts and causing them to wrinkle their eyebrows and pinch their noses while keeping their distance.

Ye Zimo covered his mouth and laughed softly, his shoulders shaking, trying hard to suppress his laughter.

The afternoon journey was delayed because of the Head Escort’s stomachache, causing the caravan to slow down and periodically stop and wait on the road.

The armed escorts whispered among themselves, casting inquisitive gazes at the siblings.

The fact that the Head Escort had blackmailed them was heard by everyone present.

Some people thought about Ye Zimo’s strange behavior on the grain pile and subconsciously decided that he was up to some mischief, seeking revenge on the Head Escort.

The way the armed escorts looked at the trio changed instantly.

They thoroughly examined them with suspicion, inquiry, and vigilance.

Ye Zimo, as always, pretended not to understand the gossip of the armed escorts and fetched a small wooden sword from his backpack.

Pretending to ride a horse and waving the wooden sword while running around the carriage happily, his performance was incredibly convincing, making the escorts speechless and avert their gazes.

How could such a foolish kid have the brains to poison someone?

It turned out they were overthinking it, the Head Escort’s diarrhea was due to his own discomfort and had nothing to do with the children.

“Pfft.”

Ye Zilin saw the armed escorts’ changing expressions in an instant and couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

“Hehe.”

Seeing her brother laugh, Ye Ziyan also followed suit and laughed.