Heiraten - Kapitel 10
The white horse neighed, and Tang Shijiu suddenly remembered something, his expression turning serious: "Spittoon, tell me the truth. Did you trick me into giving you this horse?"
Shen Yun was taken aback, then laughed and said, "What are you talking about, silly girl? It was bought with real gold and silver."
Tang Shijiu said seriously, "You must be lying, right? This horse may be a bit old, but it's so intelligent and intelligent, it must be no ordinary animal. How can it only be worth a little over two taels?" His dark eyes rolled and changed color. "You must have bought it from someone who was desperate, right? They were at their wits' end and had no choice but to sell their horse. You, you, you must have been ripping them off!"
Shen Yuntan was both amused and annoyed: "I'm not lying. I bought this horse from the butcher. Country folk don't know its value and complained that it couldn't pull the millstone." He gently patted her head. "You're so young, where do you get so many stories in your head? You don't like people lying, so why would I lie? If you really have doubts, we'll just send the horse back."
The white horse was incredibly intelligent; upon hearing that he was to be sent back, it immediately bent its front legs, knelt on the ground, and whimpered softly. Tang Shijiu couldn't bear it, gently stroking the horse's face and saying softly, "Good horse, don't be afraid. I won't send you back to be killed. Your master doesn't want you because he doesn't know your worth; I still want you. Even the spittoon likes you." The white horse rubbed its face against her palm, clearly very happy. Tang Shijiu whispered, "Spittoon, it's my fault. I shouldn't have doubted you. I'll never doubt you again!"
Shen Yun chuckled softly, "Silly girl."
"Tch, he's clearly a clueless, stupid scholar who cries and screams whenever something happens, so why do I always feel like he's the one taking care of her these days?" Tang Shijiu turned away, her face full of disdain.
He seemed to have figured something out: "Silly girl, I'm six or seven years older than you, of course I'll take care of you." As long as they didn't encounter enemies, he didn't seem so foolish after all.
I don't know when it started, but he stopped calling her "wife" and started calling her "girl" instead.
Of course, the first half always includes the word "stupid".
Tang Shijiu stuck out his tongue: "So you're already twenty-four, that's so old. You really are a stupid, useless old man."
Shen Yun chuckled to himself. Now, he was not only a fool, but also a useless old man.
He couldn't resist pinching her cheek, which made her furious. He then quickly pretended to be pitiful and begged for mercy.
The two had a minor argument over the horse's name. Shen Yuntan originally didn't care what the horse's name was; he didn't care what it was called. But when he heard Tang Shijiu call the horse "Uncle," he became unhappy.
"Anything but an older man."
"Why can't we call it 'Uncle'? It's just like you, it's old."
The white horse neighed softly, clearly unhappy.
"First, I'm not old. Second, there's a difference between humans and horses."
Tang Shijiu hurriedly tried to calm the white horse, pouting as she said, "Of course you're different from him! He can be ridden, but can you? He's an old man, and you're a useless old man!"
Shen Yun chuckled mischievously, about to say that he could also be ridden, but only by beautiful women in a special way. Hmm, if it were her, he'd be more than willing.
Tang Shijiu looked puzzled when he suddenly grinned mischievously. Shen Yun chuckled, as if afraid of defiling something, and swallowed the unseemly remark, never uttering it.
Seeing that he suddenly couldn't speak, the 19th Party Congress, feeling smug, decided to call the horse "Uncle White" to distinguish it from the other horse.
Uncle Bai was indeed impressive; after eating and drinking his fill, he was refreshed and energetic, a stark contrast to his previous listless state. Shen Yun was surprised to discover that this seemingly omniscient female knight-errant actually... couldn't ride a horse.
"It's not that I can't, it's just that I've never ridden one before," she stubbornly insisted. There weren't any horses at Xiaoyao Manor; they were lucky to have a mule.
He let out a low chuckle, mounted his horse with surprisingly clean and swift movements.
A little defiant, she climbed up using the stirrups. Fortunately, being a martial artist, she was agile and didn't look too bad. But nestled in his arms, inhaling his faint scent, she blushed slightly.
Is it the smell of a starched white scholar's robe? It doesn't seem like it... This person likes to wear white clothes, which fits Liu Xi'er's requirements.
She's also very pretty; Senior Sister Liu would like her too.
Hmm...actually, she likes it very much herself...
Xu Ziqing never wears white shirts; for martial arts practitioners, wearing white shirts all the time will only make them dirty.
Gu Yan is the only one in the entire manor who likes to wear white clothes.
If he saw Gu Yan, would he also like her...?
Will he also abandon her?
She was lost in thought, growing angrier and angrier, and glared fiercely at Shen Yuntan, leaving him utterly bewildered.
Shen Yun was a very good rider, and Uncle Bai was very obedient, so the journey was neither slow nor too bumpy. Having just left the mountain villa, Tang Shijiu was a little drowsy, as she was having trouble sleeping in her new bed.
I can't sleep, I can't sleep, it's so embarrassing if I fall asleep.
But her eyelids wouldn't listen to her inner cries; they drooped heavily, and she couldn't open them.
The woman in his arms was fast asleep, completely at ease. This girl, who always called herself a hero, couldn't even sleep outside his bed, and always had dark circles under her eyes, looking like she'd been beaten up.
A gentle smile played at the corners of his lips, unnoticed even by himself. Being with this girl meant he didn't have to constantly guard against being schemed against, nor did he need to constantly guess what she was thinking. If there were any good people in the world, perhaps it was someone like her.
However, if she is a good person, then I must be an utterly wicked villain.
It wasn't a pleasant, breezy day; the summer afternoon sun was exceptionally scorching. Yet, his heart was unusually calm and peaceful. He leaned forward slightly, the woman in his arms nestled in his shade. With the harsh sunlight less intense, her slightly furrowed brows relaxed, and she slept even more soundly.
My neck aches from sleeping for too long.
When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was his green chin. In that instant, she suddenly felt that he didn't seem like a scholar who didn't know martial arts.
Nineteen heads felt a bit heavy, and I didn't want to think about it, so I put the fleeting thought aside.
Just as he was about to speak, he heard Shen Yuntan whisper, "There are people following us."
Tang Shijiu was about to get up when he was stopped: "I've been following you for half an hour. When I'm fast, he's fast; when I'm slow, he's slow. I don't know what he's going to do."
That person had excellent footwork and martial arts skills were comparable to his. Now that his internal energy could not circulate, if Tang Shijiu were to clash head-on with the person behind him, he would probably suffer a loss.
Tang Shijiu's mind raced. He slowly drew his broadsword and, using the reflection from the blade, peered behind him. He saw a man in blue robes following not far behind the horse. Tall and slender, exuding a chilling aura, he followed at a measured pace, taking a few steps as Uncle Bai took. The reflection from the blade made it difficult to see clearly, but Tang Shijiu felt the man's movements were very familiar, yet he couldn't place him.
"Let's hurry to the town ahead and see what he does," Tang Shijiu said calmly.
Just as Shen Yuntan was about to urge his horse to go faster, the man behind him suddenly quickened his pace. Tang Shijiu gripped the Xuanbei sword tightly with one hand and protected Shen Yuntan with the other, his back slick with cold sweat.