Falsches Blumenmuster

Kapitel 30

So he heard everything!

Yang Nianqing was extremely embarrassed.

"You're lucky I haven't held you accountable yet! What do you mean by that!" She jumped next to Li You with a sneer, pointing her finger at his nose. "Why did you deliberately lie to me? And then you wanted me to give it to them to eat, hoping to see me make a fool of myself?"

"Can't you be a little more polite?" Li You looked at her hand and smiled wryly. "Although I lied to you, I also ate so much of your cake that I lost my appetite. We're even, okay?"

Yang Nianqing was stunned for a moment, then lowered her hand.

He ate the most of this awful "egg pancake". He snatched her portion from her at the beginning, probably because he was afraid she would find it unpalatable.

"I was going to throw it away anyway, and you said it was fine." he muttered.

"Now that you've made it, why throw it away?" Li You raised an eyebrow. "You saw it yourself, Brother Nangong and Old He would never complain. Besides, if you just give up, wouldn't the Song Dynasty lose another cake maker?"

What are you looking at?

“You’re just like my teacher, except you’re wearing glasses,” Yang Nianqing tilted her head and looked at him for a moment before sitting down dejectedly. “Honestly, I just didn’t expect to become so useless here.”

Li You frowned: "It didn't work?"

Yang Nianqing glared: "It's not that it's useless, it's that what I've learned is completely useless here."

After saying that, she said sullenly, "I really want to go back now, but I can't, maybe..."

"how?"

You go back the way you came, that's the principle of time travel...

Yang Nianqing thought about it carefully, then suddenly jumped up, grabbed his hand, and said happily, "I fell from the sky. Maybe if you throw me back up into the sky, I can go back!"

Li You looked at her in surprise, as if he had never seen her before.

Yang Nianqing felt extremely uncomfortable being stared at, and glared back, "Hey, I'm perfectly normal. I'm telling the truth. You saw it with your own eyes that day, I really did fall from the sky... What are you looking at me for! As if I'm crazy..."

Li You finally sighed and nodded: "Yes, you're not crazy, you're just a fool."

As he spoke, his handsome face narrowed his eyes, and instantly, that familiar, long-absent, Buddha-like, mysterious smile spread across his face once more!

not good!

Yang Nianqing immediately tried to escape as a reflex, but unfortunately, while she was quick to realize the danger each time, the speed of execution was always an insurmountable problem.

The next moment, she found herself lying in bed.

You're being delusional!

"Li You!" she roared, sitting up abruptly. "You bastard, can you please stop using me as a hidden weapon all the time!"

"You should get used to making hidden weapons sooner rather than later, otherwise if I really do as you wish and throw you into the air one day, wouldn't you be smashed to pieces like your cake?"

After saying that, Li You opened the door and walked out.

Yang Nianqing was stunned for a long time. When she came to her senses, she suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

That makes sense! It's one thing for him to throw me into the air, but the real problem is if I can't get back up and fall to my death, turning into a "meat pie." That's a huge issue. That guy isn't going to be so kind as to rescue me. This needs to be carefully considered…

Friends have raised concerns about the romance scenes. Don't worry, this book is definitely a romance, and I'm someone who enjoys making people cry too :) It's just that this book is quite long, estimated at 300,000 words. The focus of the romance is placed at the end, and the ending is based on the romance. Hehe, how can it be called a romance if there isn't a touching romance?

The men in this book aren't the type who haven't seen beautiful women before, so it would be unrealistic to expect them all to jump out and fall in love with the female lead right now, wouldn't it? Besides, it takes time for them to appear in the story.

Some friends said the female lead's time travel was pointless, but actually she is somewhat connected to the case later on. While she may not have any standout features, she's not entirely useless. Don't worry, everything will be revealed in the end.

Volume Two: The Mystery of the Gravesite of Forgotten Jianghu

Sure enough, the four set off early the next morning, with He Bi and the others deciding to travel by water. Despite the weariness of the journey, Yang Nianqing, not being a pampered young lady of ancient times, didn't complain of being tired. After a day's travel, they didn't reach the town's dock by evening, instead anchoring at the foot of a mountain. Though not particularly high, the mountain was secluded and beautiful, with drifting clouds, ancient pines, and towering cypresses.

Li You stood with his hands behind his back at the bow of the boat, as leisurely as a white cloud.

He gazed at the mountain for half a day and laughed, “Though it is called ‘Severing Love’, it is actually full of deep affection. I have long heard of the name ‘Severing Love Manor’, but I never expected to have the chance to pass by it today. It is a rare opportunity.”

Broken Heart Manor? Yang Nianqing suddenly remembered—wasn't that where Yun Biyue died? She looked closely and urged him, "Why don't we go up and take a look?"

Li You nodded and looked at He Bi: "Since there are no clues now, it wouldn't hurt to go up and take a look."

Nangong Xue smiled: "Since I have the honor of passing by, it would be a real pity not to pay a visit to that devoted senior."

Broken Heart Manor is nestled halfway up the mountain. Along the way, one sees ancient trees, winding paths, babbling brooks, and the sound of shepherd's flutes. After walking for about half an hour, the four of them came to see a rustic manor nestled in the twilight, half-hidden among the clouds and ancient pines.

The place was deserted and silent, exuding a desolate and forlorn atmosphere, as if no one lived there. An old plaque bore several faded characters:

One Dream Manor.

Looking at the plaque, Yang Nianqing asked in confusion, "Isn't it called Broken Heart Manor?"

Nangong Xue shook her head: "The 'Bai Family Twin Heroes' originally named this place One Dream Manor, but because of Senior Yun's infatuation, friends in the martial arts world gave it the name 'Broken Heart.'"

"I see," she realized, stepped forward, and knocked on the slightly ajar door. "Is anyone home?"

Half a day.

There was silence inside the door; there was no answer.

Yang Nianqing turned to look at the three of them and said dejectedly, "I'm afraid no one lives here anymore."

Li You sighed.

Nangong Xue smiled, looking at the stone steps in front of the door: "No."

The stone steps were spotless, without a single fallen leaf, with only a few traces of broom sweeping remaining. A mountain sparrow gently landed on them, hopping and skipping a few steps, looking extremely leisurely.

Yang Nianqing continued knocking on the door, raising her voice eight octaves: "Excuse me, is anyone home?"

This time, there was indeed a response.

"Coming, cough cough ing!" An old, hoarse voice faintly came from the crack in the door, mixed with coughing.

The person who opened the door was a thin old man, about seventy or eighty years old, with white hair and beard, and a rough cane in his hand. After hearing that they were asking for lodging, he immediately let them in.

The old man led the way, guiding them into the inner courtyard: "Ahem... No one has come here for many years, and the things are all rough. I'm afraid we've neglected you young people."

He walked along, talking intermittently, occasionally clutching his chest and coughing. His sickly and disheveled appearance made him look as if he had aged more than ten years.

Yang Nianqing asked with some sympathy, "Are you all alone here, sir?"

The old man shook his head: "Yes, they've all left... cough, they've all left, some are dead... Now I'm just a lonely old man left to keep watch over things, alas..."

Nangong Xue frowned: "May I ask how to address you, senior?"

"My surname is Ren, what senior am I?" The old man chuckled self-deprecatingly, and without asking their names, he simply nodded and said, "Humble and polite, neither arrogant nor impatient, the world of martial arts today depends entirely on you promising young people."

Nangong Xue offered a few words of appropriate modesty.

As they were talking, Old Man Ren led everyone into a small courtyard.

The courtyard was also very quiet and tidy, with a white stone slab floor and no decorations. The pine branches on the wall showed a cold green color, making it look somewhat desolate.

"This is where my two young masters used to entertain guests. No one has come here for many years, so everything is very simple. Please don't be offended," said Old Man Ren, pointing out the four rooms to them.

Yang Nianqing sighed inwardly. It seemed that the "two young masters" he mentioned were the "Bai Family Twins" from back then.

Nangong Xue was saddened for a moment, then cupped her hands and smiled, "I wonder where Senior Bai and Senior Yun's graves are? Please guide us, old man, so we can pay our respects."

Old Man Ren was slightly taken aback, then shook his head: "So you've come here because of its reputation. Over the years, countless young men and women have come to pay their respects."

As he spoke, he coughed for a while, then sighed: "Decades have passed, and although it was out of deep affection, it did not end well. None of them had a good outcome, so why are you so obsessed with these nonsense?"

Nangong Xue smiled and said, "What you say is true, senior. However, since we have already arrived and are guests, it would be impolite not to pay our respects to the host."

This "master" naturally refers to the Bai brothers. Nangong Xue didn't mention anything else, only that she was paying a visit to her master, a reason that was both respectable and difficult to refuse.

Seeing that he spoke with great respect to his former master, Old Man Ren smiled and said, "It's kind of you to be so thoughtful, cough cough... In that case, please follow me."

The pine trees reach for the sky, lush and verdant. Two tombstones stand silently in the twilight, utterly desolate, the rustling of the pines in the valley adding to the eerie atmosphere.

Old Man Ren stared at the tombstone, his eyes filled with sorrow yet also with love, as if looking at his own younger relatives: "This is the second young master and his wife, and over there is the third young master."

As dusk deepened, the words on the tombstone became increasingly illegible, only vaguely discernible as "...Bai Wufei...Tang Shi..." Yang Nianqing sighed inwardly. It seemed that Bai Erxia was ultimately buried with his first wife. It was a pity that Yun Biyue's deep affection had ultimately amounted to nothing more than a tragedy.

Nangong Xue looked at the tombstone and sighed softly, "The Second Hero Bai and his wife had a very good relationship."

Old Man Ren nodded: "Exactly, what a pity..."

He didn't say anything more.

Unfortunately, that annulment ruined another woman's life, as well as his and his wife's. Whose fault was it all?

Everyone bowed according to the etiquette of the martial arts world, stood for a while, and then Old Man Ren looked at the sky and was about to lead everyone away.

Li You suddenly asked, "Third Madam and Bai Sanxia are not together?"

Old Man Ren paused for a moment, then explained, “The Third Madam passed away in the second year after marrying the Third Young Master. It’s a pity she left so early. Alas… It was because a fortune teller said that her old grave should not be disturbed, as it would bring great misfortune. That’s why the Third Young Master was unable to be buried with her later.”

Li You then nodded.

Yang Nianqing, however, was eager to see Yun Biyue's grave and kept urging them to leave quickly.

To everyone's surprise, while agreeing, Old Man Ren turned around and led them back.

Li You glanced at Nangong Xue, and the two of them smiled bitterly—he had only said he wanted to see the master, and sure enough, Old Man Ren only brought them to see the master, without mentioning Yun Biyue's grave at all.

Yang Nianqing didn't care about all that: "What about the other person?"

Old Man Ren stopped walking, but didn't say anything. He just leaned on his cane and coughed incessantly, as if he couldn't catch his breath.

Yang Nianqing quickly reached out to support him, saying, "Take it easy, there's no need to rush."

“It’s an old problem, thank you very much,” he finally stopped coughing, straightened up, and smiled. “It’s not that I don’t want you to see her, it’s just that I don’t know where her grave is.”

He didn't even know about Yun Biyue's grave?

Everyone was stunned.

Old Man Ren seemed to understand what they were thinking, and shook his head, saying, "It's because the Second Madam handled all the funeral arrangements for the three of them, and now that she's no longer here, so..."

It turns out that their funeral arrangements were handled by Bai Erxia's first wife, Tang Shi. She herself is now buried with her husband. As for how she dealt with the infatuated woman who loved her husband so deeply but then killed him with her own hands, no one knows anymore.

Today, Yun Biyue has no grave.

That night, the lamplight was dim and dim, even with a pale green hue. Against the backdrop of the pine branches on the wall, it had a rather eerie feel, like "ghost lights as black as lacquer." Therefore, the night outside the window seemed particularly desolate and lonely.

Old Man Ren also prepared a few light dishes, which everyone ate, and then sat down to talk.

"Has the old man been with the Bai family for many years?"

Old Man Ren nodded: "Indeed, it is the two young masters..."