Heiraten

Kapitel 119

The people at the next table started talking again about who killed whom in the martial arts world. That's just how the martial arts world is; it's always the same old story of you killing me or me killing you.

Shen Yun yawned, flicked the skinny man's Huantiao acupoint with the unfinished broad beans, saw the man's unspeakable suffering in his eyes, smiled faintly, slowly walked out of the teahouse, and stretched. Suddenly, he felt extremely bored.

Without Tang Shijiu by his side, life was always very boring. Or maybe he would just stay like that, eating melon seeds and drinking tea every day and slowly growing old and dying, reminiscing about Shijiu's existence before he died.

seem……

It's completely pointless.

Shen Yuntan finally accepted the fact that he was a coward.

Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced to the side and caught a glimpse of that brightly colored dress. People who have practiced martial arts have sharp eyesight, and besides, some people never forget what they see.

Shen Yuntan smiled, a rare sight, and followed.

The carriage was very ornate, and ornate carriages usually don't move very fast. Shen Yun used his lightness skill to land on the carriage, and without any hesitation, lifted the curtain, startling the people inside.

The man in the floral robe had a delicate face, pale lips, and was wrapped in a brocade quilt, looking like a sick man. He coughed for a long time after speaking a single sentence: "Young master...you, you, what do you want to do?" Every part of his face was familiar to him, but his peach blossom eyes no longer shone brightly.

Shen Yuntan raised an eyebrow.

The woman beside him hurriedly stepped in front of the man: "Young Master Shen, this servant..." Her eyes, which were originally full of seductive charm, were now full of virtuousness. Shen Yuntan was a little dazed and found it hard to match the woman in front of him with the half-naked Zi Nu who had asked him to ravage her.

Zi Nu sighed, tucked the quilt around the man, and whispered soothingly, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, this young master... is an old friend." Tears welled up in her eyes, but afraid he would see them, she quickly turned away and wiped them with her handkerchief, pleading with Shen Yun Tan, "Young Master Shen, Tianxiu, Tianxiu, he..."

Shen Yuntan nodded slightly and sat down: "Tianxiu is long dead, and I don't know this young master. Zinu, what will become of you and Tang Yu?"

Zi Nu's courtyard was very comfortable, and Shen Yun didn't mind staying a couple more days. There was a large blue stone in the courtyard, which was a pleasant place to sit and admire the moon. Besides, he might even encounter some people who were already "dead".

Her large floral robe still cinched at the waist, her peach-blossom eyes sparkling with affection, and her fair, slender hands deftly snatched the wine pot more easily than a writing brush.

"It's a real shame that you weren't killed by that grab." His tone didn't seem particularly regretful.

"Yes, I also feel it's a pity. I originally thought I would just die like that." The man in the big floral robe sounded quite regretful. "That meddlesome girl Zi Nu, it was hard for her to carry me for such a long distance, and then suddenly I felt that she was quite pitiful to die like that. I cherish women and can never bear to make them sad, especially the women who love me."

Shen Yun laughed heartily, his gaze sharp as lightning: "Tian Shu? Tian Xiu?"

The man in the large floral robe lowered his eyes and said casually, "Both, neither."

Shen Yun nodded: "No, neither."

He suddenly stood up and climbed over the wall in the middle of the night: "I suddenly really wanted to see the woman I love and see if she was sad for me."

The man in the large floral robe looked up and smiled: "I wish you... nothing."

As the figure gradually disappeared, the woman in the large floral robe suddenly threw her wine glass to the ground, her eyes, which had just been alluring, suddenly filled with tears: "Azi! Azi!"

Zi Nu rushed out of the side room and hugged him tightly: "The night was windy, I had been looking for you everywhere."

"Let's go home." His old ailment was still hard to cure, and he coughed heavily a few times.

Zi Nu helped him up, a beautiful smile curving her lips, the beauty mark at the corner of her eye radiating tenderness.

"good."

If it makes him feel comfortable, what's wrong with her pretending to be clueless?

Actually, not much time has passed; it's just been from winter to the following summer. Why has everything at Xiaoyao Manor changed so much? I wonder if the charming and lovely girl's fiery and strong temper has changed?

No.

Tang Shijiu's answer to someone who suddenly disappeared six months ago and has now suddenly reappeared was to slash them with a knife.

She raised her eyelids, pointed at the expectant young man in white robes, and casually asked the junior brothers and sisters watching the commotion, "Who is this person? Why was he just let up the mountain like that?"

Tian Man said cautiously, "It's... Brother Yun Tan."

"Who? Who is Shen Yuntan? I don't know anyone like him!" She tried her best to remain calm, but her eyes were practically spitting fire. Just then, someone foolishly joined the fray. Tang Qingliu and Xie Dongsheng had just finished a fight, one with a bruised nose and the other with a swollen eye: "Oh, isn't this the Shen family brat? So you've come back to propose to my nineteenth son?"

Tang Shijiu turned her face, looking coldly at the two old scoundrels: "You know this person? Are you planning to propose marriage? Hmm? Who are you going to marry?"

Tang Qingliu and Xie Dongsheng quickly changed their expressions: "We don't recognize him. Who is this person?"

Shen Yuntan knew that Tang Shijiu was still angry, so he took a deep breath and said, "Shijiu, I was wrong."

His answer was the long-absent Xuanbei Greatsword.

Tian Man tugged at Shen Yuntan's sleeve: "Brother, you'd better lay low for a while."

The large cleaver came at them menacingly, showing no intention of holding back. Shen Yuntan immediately thought Tian Man's idea was excellent.

The next day, Shen Yuntan was hung upside down by the window, with a vine tied behind his back, as if he were pleading guilty.

On the third day, Shen Yun brought a large bouquet of flowers.

On the fourth day, his hand ached from writing love poems.

All his efforts seemed to have been completely in vain, or rather, not entirely in vain. Tang Shijiu, who had initially drawn his sword upon seeing him, now wouldn't even look at him. It seemed... worse.

Day 5, Day 6, Day 7, Day 8, Day 9...

Shen Yuntang pestered him for a month before leaving, saying that he was already twenty-six years old and would not be able to have children if he did not get married soon, so he decided to buy a woman to marry.

Tang Shijiu jumped up and down, holding the letter.

He left so abruptly, completely oblivious to how many tears she had shed and how long her heart had been broken. She wanted to tell him that Tianxiu's life or death was none of their concern. Later, she wanted to ask him if he truly cared for her. Just when her heart was about to die, and she was ready to forget this bastard completely, he reappeared before her.

Undeniably, despite her anger, she was still happy.