Mi primer marido después de la transmigración

Capítulo 100

Tang Shijiu pursed her lips and said after a long while, "Tian Hou'er, listen to your senior sister. You can't trust anyone who came up today, the new senior brother Sang, senior sister Gu, or even your senior brother Xu."

Tian Man had a good impression of Tian Xiu. After he arrived, Shijiu was always smiling. Just as he was about to say something in rebuttal, he saw that Tang Shijiu's expression was more solemn than ever before, so he dared not say anything more and could only obediently nod.

Suddenly, a sound came from the door, and Tian Man was so frightened that she hid in Shijiu's arms.

Tianxiu's languid voice came from outside: "Nineteen beauties, come out for a late-night snack. Your Ah Xiu made you sesame dumplings, they're so sweet and delicious."

Nineteen gritted her teeth, patted Tian Man's shoulder, and opened the door with a smile: "Xiu Mei'er, you are truly virtuous and kind, a good wife and mother."

Tianxiu patted Tianman's head: "Good boy, your senior brother Xiu made a lot, there's enough for everyone, go and eat."

Tian Man glanced at Tang Shijiu, and seeing that she didn't react, he agreed and slipped out.

Tang Shijiu looked at the white and tender glutinous rice balls in the bowl, and for some reason, she thought of Xu Ziqing's ferocious face again, and hesitated to pick up her spoon.

"Nineteen, are you afraid there's poison in the food?" Tianxiu chuckled softly, picked up a spoon, and ate one herself first. "Since when did Tang Nineteen start worrying about poison in the food?"

Tang Shijiu blushed when her thoughts were exposed in public, unsure how to respond, and slowly picked up her bowl.

Tianxiu pinched her cheek and chuckled to herself, "Nineteen, you really can't lie. When you got up just now, it was so fake. Why don't you just tell me honestly, what do you suspect me of?"

Tang Shijiu's body stiffened, and he almost dropped the bowl in his hand: "What?"

Tianxiu's face drew closer, her breath sweet as orchids: "Nineteen, you suspect that I'm the one who caused Xu Ziqing's condition, right? You suspect that the demon Xu Ziqing speaks of is me, right?"

He was clearly smiling, but his smile sent chills down her spine, just like Tianxiu when they were in the carriage, saying that his master's spirit was no longer there.

"Yes..." Tang Shijiu's mind was in disarray, "No, it's not..."

Tianxiu chuckled softly, leaned closer to her, and took the bowl from her hand: "You're wondering why I came to Xiaoyao Manor, aren't you? You're afraid, you're afraid I'll seek revenge on your master, aren't you?"

Tang Shijiu closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Tianxiu, we can't have a proper talk with you like this."

Tianxiu turned around and sat down properly, keeping an arm's length distance from her, his head down, his expression unreadable: "Nineteen, I don't want you to be afraid of me. I just want you to remember one thing, which is also what we agreed on."

"No matter what happens, no matter who dies, you must be strong and live well."

Tang Shijiu subconsciously bit her lip: "Tianxiu, is there something you haven't told me?"

For the first time, Tianxiu's face showed a look of dejection. He waved his hand wearily and said, "Nineteen, don't force me. No one can be completely transparent and honest with another person, not even between father and son or lovers."

"I will absolutely not allow you to do anything that would harm Xiaoyao Manor." Her hands gripped the corner of the table tightly as she stared intently at the person before her. "Tianxiu, what exactly do you want to do?"

Tianxiu smiled dejectedly: "Nineteen, either kill me now, or stop asking questions. Tianshu has already found out that my master is not dead. I'm here to deliver a message. My senior uncle has tacitly allowed me to stay here to fight the enemy together. Nineteen, what else do you have to doubt?"

“Not everyone can grow up as innocently as you. We all have our own unspeakable sorrows. Neither Shen Yuntan nor I are people who can be explained in a few words. Nineteen, you are a rare woman we like, please don’t be too harsh on us.”

He said this with his head down, looking sad and heartbroken, perhaps thinking again of the woman who had moved him so deeply, but had already passed away.

Tang Shijiu found his words rather pointless and realized he had been overreacting. He could only gently pat the man's hand and say, "Tianxiu... you survived a great ordeal, and we haven't even had a proper celebration yet."

Tianxiu raised her head: "Nineteen, I am very touched that you drove Shen Yuntan away because of me."

Tang Shijiu's eyes dimmed, and he remained silent.

"What if one day, the tables turn and I'm the one who plotted to harm Shen Yuntan? Would you still be just as angry?" Tianxiu suddenly laughed. "You'd probably just chop me up."

Tang Shijiu tilted his head and thought for a moment. Before he could say anything, a fierce look appeared in his eyes.

Tianxiu easily caught her emotions and clapped his hands and laughed: "As expected, as expected, we can't even mention it. Don't worry, I can't kill him."

Tang Shijiu pinched his thigh: "If you don't behave properly again, I'll cripple you."

Tianxiu took the opportunity to grab her hand: "Tsk tsk tsk, so white, like a white cloud pig's trotter."

Tang Shijiu tapped him on the head and couldn't help but laugh, "You're the pig's trotter, you're the braised pork hock!"

Tianxiu smiled helplessly and sighed, "Sure enough, women all like men who make them lose their minds and cry. Someone like me, who's just there to make them laugh, can only play a supporting role."

He suddenly brought up this issue, and Tang Shijiu thought about it carefully. She did indeed find that she seemed to laugh more when she was with Tianxiu. However, apart from Tianxiu's violent death, she rarely felt sad for him.

Although Tianxiu was smiling, there was still a hint of sadness on her face.

Nineteen felt a pang in her heart. Back then, Tang Weiqi was just like that. She flirted and joked with Tianxiu, laughing heartily, but what she was really thinking about was Sang Tianshu, who made her cry and sad, and who always had an icy expression.

Tianxiu suddenly said seriously, "Nineteen, there is another purpose for coming to Xiaoyao Manor this time."

"Um?"

"If Shen Yuntan were not here, would I be able to marry you?"

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Tianxiu's smile was ambiguous, as if he were very serious, yet also as if he wasn't serious at all.

"Nineteen, if Shen Yuntan were no longer here, would you marry me?"

Despite the tender words, Tang Shijiu shivered, a nameless fear welling up inside her, and for some reason, she began to think of the hidden meaning behind them.

Shen Yuntan is gone, Shen Yuntan is gone.

Do you mean, kill him?

Tianxiu smiled gently and tucked the stray strands of hair that had fallen across her face: "Your hair is all messed up."

Tang Shijiu suddenly remembered the first time she met Tianxiu, when Shen Yuntan pulled her behind him in a serious and nervous manner.

"Amazing..."