Traditionelle Chinesische Medizin

Kapitel 52

“It’s a love of beauty,” Li You interrupted her, shaking his head. “It seems Miss Yang has even forgotten what a handsome man looks like. Don’t you think Old He is more handsome than him?”

Yang Nianqing admitted: "He Bi is very handsome, but he is too cool. He and Brother Qiu both have boss-like faces and lack approachability."

"Brother Nangong?"

“Of course Brother Nangong is approachable, and he’s both gentle and generous,” she deliberately emphasized the word “generous,” and rolled her eyes at him. “He was originally very handsome and popular with women, but he just doesn’t like women. As time goes by, of course women will lose interest in him.”

"And I am?" (70)

"you?"

Speaking of this issue, Yang Nianqing felt frustrated. The fact that this guy had harmed the public was right in front of her. If she went against her conscience and said "You're ugly as hell," it would not only have no effect on him, but she herself would also find it hard to say. Sometimes, deceiving yourself is a painful thing.

"You...are indeed very handsome." He seemed somewhat reluctant.

"Does she have a friendly personality?"

"Too many."

How does it compare to that one?

“This…” Yang Nianqing hesitated.

She scrutinized Li You for a long time, then glanced at Tang Keyou in the distance, and sighed reluctantly, "You're... just a little bit more handsome than him."

“That’s right,” Li You said, turning to the side with a serious expression. “If you love beauty, why don’t you just look at me more?”

Yang Nianqing replied without hesitation: "Playboy? Not interested."

"It's the Flower-Picking Gentleman." (Correction)

"Since it's all about flowers anyway, go to brothels, visit beautiful women, and be a womanizer."

"Miss Yang, are you seeing things?" Li You glared and smiled wryly. "That Young Master Tang also goes to brothels to admire beautiful women, so why single me out?"

"He's different."

"What's different?"

Seeing his expression, Yang Nianqing was secretly pleased. She deliberately coughed and said, "Of course, of course it's different. He has his reasons for going. If you go, you're just a womanizer and a pervert."

Li You remained silent.

After a while.

He shook his head and muttered, "I forgot that women aren't usually very reasonable."

Upon hearing this, Yang Nianqing was about to get angry, but she was drawn to the noise from the other side.

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"It's been a long time since I've seen Uncle Lin. How have you been?" The words were laced with laughter, which at first glance seemed to indicate great joy. However, upon closer listening, Yang Nianqing felt a chill in the laughter that seemed to seep into her very bones.

It turned out that Tang Keyou was greeting a young man in purple.

The young man in purple seemed somewhat wary of him, and said with a forced smile, "So you are Young Master Tang."

As he was speaking, he was about to leave when Tang Keyou suddenly grabbed his arm, looking very affectionate, and said with a sidelong glance, "It's not easy to run into Uncle Lin, how can we not go in for a couple of drinks, so that your nephew can also show some respect as a junior?"

The young man in purple hesitated: "This..."

"Could it be that Uncle Lin is unwilling to do me the honor?" Although he was all smiles, he did not loosen his grip on his hand even slightly.

Looking into the distance, Yang Nianqing felt that the gaze in those deep eyes was now sharp as a knife, and there was a sense of gritted teeth in his words. Even a fool could see that he was making things difficult for her.

She chuckled inwardly; this guy was really outrageous.

Li You's long eyebrows furrowed slightly.

The onlookers were already buzzing with discussion, clearly not understanding why he wanted to cause trouble for the young man in purple.

Which business owner wants trouble happening at their doorstep? Seeing the situation turning sour, the madam hurriedly came up with a smile and tried to smooth things over: "Young Master Tang, Miss Qiao Yu is still waiting upstairs, how about we go up first?"

Tang Keyou glanced sideways and smiled, "No problem, this is my uncle. My nephew and I will definitely have a few drinks today."

uncle?

Yang Nianqing was puzzled when a voice suddenly drifted over from the side—

"Isn't this Young Master Lin Xing from Little Stone Street in the city? How could we have offended him..."

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Lin Xing? Both Li and Yang were somewhat surprised to hear this name. Wasn't this the sworn brother of Lord Tang that Wang Wu had mentioned? So, he was Tang Keyou's elder; why would Tang Keyou make things difficult for him?

With a sense of doubt, Yang Nianqing took a few more glances at Lin Xing and found that he was at most in his thirties, with red lips and white teeth, handsome appearance, and very elegant manners. He was quite a handsome man.

“Nephew’s offer is a token of my appreciation. Even if Uncle Lin has urgent business, you must drink this cup of wine before you go,” Tang Keyou said with a smile, pulling him back. Then she turned to the madam and said coldly, “Bring the wine!”

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling aura. The madam trembled in fright and immediately nodded and ran inside.

Seeing that he wouldn't let him go, Lin Xing seemed helpless: "Young Master Tang, this..."

Tang Keyou turned his head and surprisingly regained his lazy and friendly demeanor, smiling at him and saying, "Nephew just wanted to offer Uncle Lin a couple of drinks, Uncle Lin, please don't misunderstand."

No sooner had she finished speaking than the incredibly efficient madam came out carrying a large platter with a pot of wine and two cups on it.

Tang Keyou still held onto Lin Xing with one hand, while using the other to pour a cup of wine from the pot and bring it directly to his lips: "It's not easy to meet you today, Uncle Lin, you must not refuse your nephew's kindness."

When he said the word "good intentions," he drew out the sound much more.

Lin Xing was clearly not a good talker, and Tang Keyou's unreasonable and domineering behavior made him blush even more. He looked at the madam beside him for help, saying, "This..."

The madam immediately handed the tray to a maid, and without saying a word, she ran into the building to hide. No one around dared to speak up.

Tang Keyou laughed: "Does Uncle Lin think that his nephew is not respectful enough, and that the wine cup is too small to enjoy himself?" Without waiting for a reply, he slammed the wine cup heavily on the tray, then lifted the entire pot of wine and brought it to Lin Xing's lips: "I wonder if Uncle Lin thinks this pot of wine is enough?"

It looks like he's about to force-feed it.

Lin Xing was startled: "This..."

How could there be such an unreasonable thing in the world? It's simply bullying! Yang Nianqing was a little angry and was about to step forward to defend her, but she was pulled back by Li You beside her.

The rapid sound of hooves rang out.

"Brother! You're here again!" came a coquettish exclamation, tinged with displeasure.

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Sitting on the horse was a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in red, holding a riding whip. She had big eyes, a small mouth, and curved eyebrows, and was very charming and cute.

"Release Uncle Lin!" A whooshing sound rang out.

Tang Keyou naturally wouldn't stand still to take the whip. He dodged it effortlessly, but as a result, he loosened his grip on Lin Xing's hand.

Having escaped her grasp, Lin Xing immediately nodded to the woman in red as if he had been granted a pardon, saying, "Thank you, Miss Tang. I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now."

After saying that, he pushed through the crowd and ran away.

Upon seeing who it was, Tang Keyou's face showed anger: "What are you doing here!"

The girl in red pouted, "Father just left, why didn't you listen to Mother and keep causing trouble for Uncle Lin! And coming to a place like this..." She blushed slightly, "If Mother finds out, she won't let you off!"

Tang Keyou scoffed, his handsome face immediately showing impatience: "Children shouldn't meddle in adult matters. Go back!"

The woman in red said, "Come back with me!"

Tang Keyou said coldly, "You're getting more and more outrageous. Now you're the one who has to tell me what to do!"

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the fireworks.

The woman in red was furious: "Hey, if you dare go in, I... I'll go tell my mother!"

Without turning his head, he sneered, "Go ahead and sue me."

Seeing that he actually went in, the woman in red really didn't know what to do. It wouldn't be appropriate for an unmarried woman to barge into a brothel. She just stood there, her face flushed, in a daze.

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Yang Nianqing tugged at Li You, but her eyes were still fixed on the woman in red: "Actually, Tang Keyou is quite accommodating to her, as if she were his sister."

There was no response.

Thinking of Madam Ye's sorrowful gaze and seeing the helpless look on the woman in red's face, Yang Nianqing couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Idiot, just barge in and arrest them! It's just a brothel, what's the use of standing there!"

Finally, a sigh reached my ears: "It's a pity she's not as shameless as you; she doesn't dare to go in."

Thick-skinned?

Yang Nianqing turned her head, her face immediately darkening, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "Li—"

Before he could finish speaking, another uproar erupted on the other end.

"What are you looking at! Get out of the way!"

Shouts, the whistling of whips, and screams erupted almost simultaneously, mingling together. It turned out that the woman in red, in her rage, was venting her anger on the crowd of onlookers. Faced with the overwhelming barrage of whips, the onlookers immediately fled for their lives, some slower, others unlucky, already having been lashed several times, creating utter chaos.

Yang Nianqing was speechless. Both of these siblings had quite a temper; the brother was unreasonable, and the sister was even more unreasonable.

Li You frowned.

The white robes billowed up like wisps of smoke.

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At the same time, the woman in red realized that her whip, which she had swung, had suddenly been struck by something, losing all its power and drooping limply.

Ahead, a young man in white stood with his hands behind his back, his long eyelashes framing countless cheerful and bright smiles.

Yang Nianqing muttered to herself.

With his looks, wouldn't any woman find it hard to resist?

Sure enough, the woman in red blushed, but then regained her composure and deliberately raised her face to glare at him defiantly: "Who are you? Why are you blocking my way!"

Li You laughed and said, "So this road was opened by you, young lady?"

This lecherous man isn't educating people, he's practically harassing them! "Heroes teaching beauties," a common scene on TV! Yang Nianqing sneered, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable.

The woman in red was taken aback: "So what if it isn't?"

"This road wasn't opened by a girl; everyone can walk on it. Why hit someone?"

"Mind your own business! I won't let you leave, so what!" The woman in red was no longer being reasonable. "Mind your own business, I'm telling you to get out, so what!"

With a raised eyebrow, she looked stunning even when angry—unfortunately, beauty often brings trouble, as the long whip was already lashing out at Li You.

Li You didn't move, but his expression became even more interesting.