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The veranda was empty; the familiar figure was indeed gone.

Yang Nianqing was stunned for a moment, a faint sense of disappointment still lingering in her heart, as if something had been lost. Wasn't it already over? Why was it like this?

Just as he was about to turn and leave, a low sigh sounded behind him.

Is he there?

Yang Nianqing immediately turned to leave without looking back, but still bumped into a clean, soft white wall.

The familiar scent wafted over, and the embrace was still so warm, making one irresistibly drawn to it. Yet, it seemed no longer entirely hers, or perhaps, it had never truly belonged to anyone.

His words "Go away" broke her heart back then, so how can he still come looking for her with a clear conscience?

Yang Nianqing said coldly, "What are you doing!"

"Please don't make me sad anymore, okay?" His voice was still magnetic, but very soft, as soft as the wind under the bright sun, carrying a rare hint of sadness. In her memory, he had never spoken in such a tone before.

sad?

Trying to calm herself down, Yang Nianqing looked up at him, her face full of apology: "I know you're heartbroken. It's my fault for hurting Miss Jiang. I never expected it to turn out like that. I'm so sorry, but what's done is done. Even if I die now..."

My arms tightened around him.

Her gentle tone carried a hint of helplessness: "Why did you have to talk nonsense?"

Knowing that struggling was useless, Yang Nianqing simply turned her face away and remained silent.

He murmured, "Are you angry with me?"

Yes, she was angry.

What does all this have to do with her? She didn't kill him. She just wanted to comfort him, but he was in a hurry for her to "leave." If he really ignored her now, maybe he wouldn't be so heartbroken. But now he's come back to her. What does he take her for?

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Yang Nianqing shook her head: "It's right that you're sad. I'm not angry, but I really can't help with this case. I hope you can find the murderer soon and avenge her. Brother Nangong has woken up. I'll go see him first."

After she finished speaking, she tried to leave, but to her surprise, he still held her tightly.

Why are you leaving?

"If you don't want to see me, wouldn't it be better if you left?"

He frowned.

Yang Nianqing ignored her: "Can you let me go now?"

A sigh escaped his lips, and he didn't speak, but instead tightened his arms around himself.

Even after all that, he's still acting like this!

"What do you mean by this!" Yang Nianqing finally became angry and struggled. "What do you take me for? Someone you can dismiss with a 'go' when you're unhappy, only to recall me when you remember me?"

Before the words were even finished, there was a loud "smack"!

Li You was stunned.

After the crisp sound, Yang Nianqing was also stunned.

Looking at his slightly flushed, handsome face and feeling the pain in her hand, she felt a pang of regret. Men in ancient times seemed to be very particular about rules, and for a woman to slap him… and this man was a complete chauvinist, what should she do?

She hurriedly looked away: "I..."

He was still holding her.

"I don't want her to see you," a soft voice said. "I can't let her be sad anymore. This is the last thing I can do for her. Are you... angry with me?"

"It's my fault for not letting you see her, so why are you making such a fuss about it?"

He means...

Yang Nianqing was stunned.

"Go away, don't stay here," the voice truly held no blame, simply telling her to leave, to "not stand here," offering the last pitiful comfort to the deceased. Little did it expect her to be so sensitive. A grieving person doesn't think too much, and naturally wouldn't explain in detail, so he didn't even notice the misunderstanding his words might cause.

Sometimes the reason for misunderstandings is very simple; it's just that you don't ask, and he doesn't know it.

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He wasn't lying, which is why he asked He Bi to protect her before leaving.

All the grievances she had held back for days surfaced, and Yang Nianqing finally buried her face in his chest, tears streaming down her face. Her snow-white front became the place to wipe away her tears once again.

He sighed softly, "It's my fault for ruining her life, so why would I ask you to leave?"

She looked up at him, her eyes red: "You were the one who told me to leave, why didn't you explain?"

He wasn't telling her to leave, he was just telling her not to stand there. He was only thinking about his guilt at the time, who knew she would think so much? How could a man possibly fathom a woman's thoughts?

Li You didn't argue, but smiled wryly: "Some people are always shameless, but I didn't expect them to leave so quickly this time."

"Who's shameless!"

"Of course it's me."

"That's more like it," Yang Nianqing said with satisfaction, giving him a playful punch. "If it weren't for the fact that you understand the 'three obediences and four virtues' of men, and that you're so good at admitting your mistakes, I would never have paid you any attention!"

There's no limit to how thick-skinned people can be.

His long eyelashes fluttered twice, and a cheerful smile flickered in his eyes. He touched his face: "So, 'obedience to the three obediences and four virtues' actually means getting slapped and having to endure humiliation."

"Serves you right!" Yang Nianqing blushed and forcefully pried his hands away. "Anyway, you're shameless... I didn't hit you too hard, did I?"

"If the accident hadn't happened on the way, would you not have come back?"

She was taken aback.

moment.

She silently broke free from his embrace, drawn by his melancholy eyes.

At that moment, he was enduring immense pain, yet he still held her hand tightly and said to her in a weak but clear voice, "Don't go back."

Volume Four: It's Easy to Be a Detective in the Martial World

Updated on Shuxiang Chinese Website: 2008-02-26 10:50:40 Word Count: 5085

In the candlelight, that smile was especially touching.

Yang Nianqing felt a pang of heartache. From the moment she stepped into the room, she hadn't dared to look him in the eye. She had always thought of herself as grown-up, but now she truly felt she had been childish and impulsive like a little kid; otherwise, things wouldn't have turned out this way…

In fact, everyone is somewhat naive when it comes to love.

But he was the person Yang Nianqing least wanted to hurt. He was willing to stand up for her and shield her from a sword, even at the cost of killing. Because she said she wanted to leave, he really did everything he could to take her away.

She couldn't let him down.

"Brother Nangong, how are you feeling?"

Nangong Xue did not answer, but just looked at her quietly. Against the backdrop of her black hair at her temples, her handsome face seemed even paler.

He remained silent for half a day.

He said softly, "Don't be sad."

Yang Nianqing was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "No..."

“Brother Li is very good,” Nangong Xue interrupted her with a smile, “I don’t blame you.”

Did he find out?

“No,” Yang Nianqing explained, “I meant we’ll go back when you’re feeling better…”

Nangong Xue smiled and shook her head.

Suddenly, he couldn't continue speaking. In front of such a clever person, these words could not deceive him, nor could they deceive himself.

Yang Nianqing silently lowered her head.

Nangong Xue sighed: "You don't need to be sad, I'm glad."

Looking at the little hand by the bedside, he couldn't help but reach out to comfort her. However, just as he was about to touch her, he stopped in mid-air, realizing that it was clearly inappropriate.

His phoenix eyes gradually dimmed.

Finally, the hand clenched slightly in mid-air, carrying a heavy air of sorrow, and withdrew imperceptibly. A smile, once again, quietly bloomed.

"Now that you're back, don't dwell on the past."

The more she heard these words without any blame, the more heartbroken and saddened Yang Nianqing became. She had never hated herself more than she did at this moment. So, she raised her head to speak, but unexpectedly, that gentle gaze had already left her and moved towards the door.

A figure in pure white stood by the door.

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Li You looked at him sadly: "Brother Nangong..."

Nangong Xue shook her head and interrupted him: "Brother Qiu just came to see me and said that although I am now fine, there are still some residual toxins in my body that have not been cleared. I'm afraid it will not be good if this continues."

Yang Nianqing panicked first: "What should we do?"

Nangong Xue did not answer, but looked at Li You with a smile: "Brother Li, why don't you set off tomorrow and make another trip to Brother Qiu's Youran Residence to pick a few leaves from those 'Green Hibiscus' trees in the east?"

Both of them were stunned.

He frowned: "Brother Li's lightness skill is the best. If you are willing to go, I believe my poison can be cured as soon as possible. I just don't know if Brother Li will find it troublesome?"

silence.

Gratitude welled up in his long, narrow eyes, and Li You nodded: "I'll go tomorrow morning."

How could he not understand his friend's good intentions?

Nangong Xue made this request simply to alleviate his guilt. When a person feels guilty towards others, they always need to do something for them to feel at ease.

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