Heiraten - Kapitel 72
Tang Shijiu sneered, "Thank you for not lying to me this time. Since that's the case, I'm leaving. What reason do you have to stay?"
She hadn't originally intended to waste so much time talking to him.
A clean and decisive farewell, a carefree departure, just like the fleeting crimson in the auditorium—that's Tang Shijiu's true nature.
However, she could not at this moment.
She was unwilling to admit it, but had to, that this time, she couldn't let go, and couldn't take it anymore. She had become the most despised, indecisive person in her heart.
Tang Shijiu hated herself like this. She shook off Shen Yuntan's hand, turned to leave, but was suddenly pulled into a hug.
He said, "I did approach you with that in mind, but I don't know when it started, I couldn't help myself to you."
He said, "I'm sorry, I'll never make you sad again."
He said, "Tang Shijiu, I love you. No matter where you are in the world, I will never let you go."
He had once heard Tianxiu say similar sweet nothings to Tang Weiqi, and at the time he thought it was funny to be so cheesy, but now he couldn't help but blurt it out naturally—although he felt a little awkward after saying it.
Those hands, which she once thought couldn't even lift a knife, were now tightly wrapped around her, as if trying to meld her into his body. His stubble tickled the back of her neck. He had never spoken in such a voice before.
Like a dagger, it pierced her heart again and again, causing her heartache.
I don't know if it's for him or for myself.
After a long pause, Tang Shijiu said in a low voice, "Let go. What are you doing? Does having good martial arts skills mean you can do whatever you want?"
As if struck by a thunderbolt, my previously chaotic mind suddenly cleared.
If she wants to leave, are we really going to tie her up and keep her captive for the rest of her life?
Shen Yuntan slowly loosened the iron shackles, now much calmer: "The poison in your body hasn't been cleared yet, so it's not advisable for you to leave tomorrow. If you really want to leave, you might as well stay another day. I... will not stop you."
He stood up, his long robes billowing in the autumn light, as if one more glance at her would cause him to lose his mind and cling to her desperately, unwilling to let go.
Tang Shijiu was stunned. He didn't expect him to give in so easily. His original plan to sneak away if he didn't release the person didn't need to be carried out.
Shen Yun rubbed his tired temples and went out again, intending to cut off all the Tang family's spies and informants around him to clear the way for Tang Shijiu.
This time, he had a different plan in mind.
Tang Shijiu, I love you. No matter where you go, I will chase after you and bring you back.
Chapter 45 Show Shadow
Shen Yuntan was a man of his word. The next day, he indeed prepared everything for Tang Shijiu's trip, from carriages to handkerchiefs.
Zi Nu looked at the large and small bags of items with a helpless expression, picked up a pink handkerchief and said, "Young master, you can't be serious. I was just telling you that women like to carry handkerchiefs when they go out, and you bought more than twenty of them. Nineteenth Miss could throw them around and play with them."
Shen Yuntan scratched his head: "The shopkeeper said he didn't have any bright red ones, and he didn't know what other colors Shijiu liked, so I bought them all."
Zi Nu was annoyed: "Actually... I wanted to tell you something, young master—it seems that the Nineteenth Miss doesn't use a handkerchief."
Shen Yuntan: "..."
Zi Nu said, "Young master, are you itching to hit someone? I'll let you hit me, but please be gentle." Her big eyes were brimming with tears, and her beauty mark was about to fall, making her extremely alluring.
Shen Yun sighed: "Zi Nu, where did you get this habit of liking to be abused by men? Could it be that Tian Xiu likes this kind of thing?"
Zi Nu bit her lip and smiled sadly: "Don't you men all like this? When I first started out, the masters I served all had this taste. Why don't I just do as you please?"
Recalling how close Zi Nu and Shi Jiu had become in the past few days, Shen Yuntan automatically imagined the face of the person in front of him and shuddered: "Rather than Tang Shi Jiu putting on this act, I'd rather be tortured by her." As he thought about it, the second half of the sentence couldn't help but slip out, eliciting a moment of surprise from Zi Nu.
Although she was only momentarily taken aback before recovering, Shen Yuntan didn't miss that expression—So this is the kind of person you are...
Zi Nu straightened her posture, avoiding Shen Yuntan's murderous glare, and took the initiative to help Tang Shijiu tidy up, laughing as she did so: "What is this? A beaded hairpin? It's too heavy, Miss Shijiu will shake it off when she fights. What is this? A sachet? This scent... Luckily it's autumn now, so it won't attract bees..."
She sorted through the items one by one, finding them increasingly amusing. Finally, she stopped and said earnestly, "Young Master Shen has really gone to great lengths to win back Nineteen."
Shen Yun said helplessly, "Unfortunately, she's still sulking."
Zi Nu smiled gently: "Young Master, Sister Nineteen is not sulking."
"..."
"You gave her so many precious jewels and jewelry, but what she cherishes most is still that simple hairpin from the beginning. The last time I saw it, the hairpin was all blackened, and she was still wrapping it in cloth and keeping it safe."
“Young master, women are not like kittens or puppies, who can be easily appeased if they are angered. Nor are they like children, who can be easily appeased if they are made to cry.”
"..."
"What you need to do, young master, is not to coax her with gifts or joke around. You need to make her trust you again and believe that you are the one who will bring her happiness." She had never been so serious before. The beauty mark at the corner of her eye was crystal clear, and her eyes were misty, like the misty spring mountains, looking into the unknown. Every word she spoke seemed to be spoken to Shen Yuntan, or perhaps she was talking about her own dream.
Shen Yuntan looked up and patted her shoulder: "Miss Zi, thank you for your help lately."
Zi Nu came to her senses and smiled faintly: "This servant is honored."
The hand on his shoulder tightened, and Shen Yuntan's voice became calm and serene, ethereal as if in a dream: "Azi, I have news of Tianxiu. He is not dead."
She looked up blankly, her eyes already misting over: "Is... that so?"
“He was spotted in a nearby town a few days ago, but has disappeared recently. However, all things considered, he is still alive.”
She tugged at Shen Yuntan's clothes and couldn't help but sit on the ground.
Tianxiu once said that if he disappeared for more than ten days without any reason, then he was very likely dead, and more likely, he died at Tianshu's hands.
Zi Nu would remember the way he said those words for the rest of her life. It was an indifferent, understated way of speaking, as if he were telling someone else's story.