My First Husband After Transmigration

Chapter 49

“Yes, very much so,” Li You said, suppressing a laugh as he looked at her fist with a serious expression. “Who said you don’t look like a woman? At least, you look much more like one than I do…”

Before he could finish speaking, a fist had already been thrown.

Of course, Yang Nianqing didn't have high hopes for this punch. She had seen his skills before, and if they really fought, it would be a problem whether she could even touch the hem of his clothes.

To everyone's surprise, Li You didn't dodge!

"You..." Yang Nianqing was extremely surprised and felt a little guilty. Actually, apart from his nasty tongue, this person was quite nice to her.

Judging from the way he's frowning, it must be in a lot of pain.

She guiltily looked away: "Serves you right, who told you to always bully me."

Li You rubbed his chest, smiling bitterly and remaining silent.

The two of them surprisingly fell silent.

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Something's not right here... It's kind of like those two words, what's it called again?

Yang Nianqing finally couldn't help but steal a glance at him, only to find that he was also looking at her.

In the night, long eyelashes cast soft shadows, but her slender eyes remained as bright as stars, making her radiant smile even more captivating. Good heavens, wasn't this alluring appearance seducing? Even if unintentionally…

The allure of beauty...

Yang Nianqing struggled to shift her gaze to the roof, and coughed to cover it up: "Whether I'm a woman or not isn't up to you to decide. At least, that handsome guy won't treat me like a man."

A moment of silence.

Li You murmured, "He can still laugh even when he's being teased."

Yang Nianqing said smugly, "Of course, it just means I'm charming."

Upon hearing this, Li You frowned and stared at her intently for a long time before finally sighing, "Miss Yang, are you sure he was smiling at you?"

Yang Nianqing sighed in emulation, "I wouldn't dare, he was smiling at you guys, all grown men..."

Li You remained silent.

I'll make you so narcissistic!

Yang Nianqing was practically bursting with laughter inside, but she maintained a serious expression and said, "Well, maybe he's also attracted to men, and suddenly seeing three handsome guys across from him, especially..."

She deliberately patted his shoulder: "Especially someone as charming and beautiful as you, it's easy for you to be mistaken for..."

Who knew this shot would be taken so far—

"Ouch!"

Li You remained calm and listened to her rambling with a smile.

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It was actually herself who was calling out!

A sharp pain shot through her abdomen, and within moments, her face turned as white as paper, and she swayed as if about to collapse.

Li You frowned and quickly grabbed her wrist.

The excruciating pain surged like a tidal wave, spreading rapidly. Yang Nianqing was practically lying on top of him, tightly gripping his hand: "It hurts..."

However, she only uttered one word before falling silent and unconscious. Li You acted swiftly, striking several acupoints on her body before lifting her horizontally and laying her flat on the bed.

His face was also a little pale.

With a flick of her long eyelashes and a slightly sharp gaze, she quickly scanned the room before settling her eyes on the table by the window.

teapot.

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It was an ordinary white porcelain teapot, the kind commonly used in inns. However, on its smooth surface, several small but clearly defined characters had been inscribed at some point:

have a finger in the pie

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The candlelight flickered, and the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

In the candlelight, three long, strong fingers rested lightly on that pale wrist. The person on the bed seemed to be asleep, but her face was terribly pale, her lips were bluish, and she had completely lost her usual liveliness.

Nangong Xue's brows were furrowed.

He Bi, however, examined the teapot closely, his expression grim. Yang Nianqing, thirsty at the time, was only focused on drinking her tea and hadn't noticed that her teapot had been tampered with.

"Mind your own business"—is this another warning from the murderer?

He said in a deep voice, "There's no poison in the pot; it must be on the cup."

No one spoke.

"I didn't expect him to be able to use poison besides the Thousand Poison Blood Palm," he said coldly. "Killing her would bring no benefit; he just wants us to stop investigating." (76)

Li You sat silently, without saying a word.

When he was very confident about something, He Bi usually didn't say much, but now he was the only one talking non-stop.

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Half a day.

Nangong Xue gently put the hand back under the covers, slowly stood up, and his usually gentle face, which was slightly pale, was now showing a thin layer of anger instead of its usual gentleness.

Li You looked at him: "How is it?"

Nangong Xue walked slowly to the window and said, word by word, "The 'Lonely Wutong Tree' of Xiaonanhai".

Is there a solution?

Nangong Xue didn't turn around, but just looked out the window: "Yes."

This was clearly a good thing, yet there was no trace of excitement in his tone.

Li Youdao: "Qingqiu Water?"

“Indeed, ‘A lonely paulownia tree in a deep courtyard locks in the clear autumn’, the ‘lonely paulownia tree’ in Xiaonanhai can only be deciphered with the clear autumn well water.”

A moment of silence.

Li You pondered, "Is the Clear Autumn Well really in the Wutong Courtyard?"

Nangong Xue did not answer, but slowly said: "In the past, the Poison Prince fell in love with his junior sister Wen Qingqiu, but Wen Qingqiu married someone else because of her father's order. Ten years later, Wen Qingqiu's husband passed away, and the Poison Prince came to propose marriage again. However, at this time, Wen Qingqiu felt that she was not good enough for him, and set up the extremely poisonous 'Lonely Wutong Formation' outside the courtyard to refuse him. Who knew that the Poison Prince was really infatuated and spent ten years developing the antidote for 'Lonely Wutong'. When he entered the formation and the lovers finally got married, the two of them were already old."

"Since the antidote was made specifically for a particular person, and Lady Wen died first, the Poison Prince threw all the antidote into the well. Therefore, apart from the Qingqiu Well water, there is no other antidote for 'Lonely Wutong' in the world."

Such a story would normally move many people to tears, but hearing it now chilled their hearts to the bone—the "lonely phoenix tree" of Xiaonanhai could only be cured by the water of Qingqiu Well; to get the water of Qingqiu Well, one had to first pass through the "lonely phoenix tree formation" outside the courtyard.

He Bi frowned: "'The Lonely Wutong Formation' is extremely dangerous, and besides, it's too late now."

Even if a master of light-body skills were to travel from here to Xiaonanhai at top speed, it would take three or four days, and they wouldn't be able to stop along the way.

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Li You suddenly asked, "How far is it from You Ran Ju?"

He Bi looked at him: "If it were you, the round trip would only take one day."

Li You looked at Nangong Xue: "How is it?"

Nangong Xue remained silent, but slowly walked over and sat down. The dim candlelight illuminated his handsome face, which was almost as white as the face of the person on the bed.

Finally, he shook his head slightly.

The room fell silent again, eerily quiet, so quiet that you could hear everyone breathing clearly, and the air around them seemed to freeze.

Li You gripped the corner of the table tightly, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The person in the bed remained soundly asleep, unaware of the perilous situation they were in, their life hanging by a thread.

Half a day.

Nangong Xue suddenly slammed her hand on the table, stood up, and gritted her teeth, saying, "I'll go..."

He stopped before he could finish speaking.

In the short time it took him to utter those two words, another figure appeared in the room.

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"I didn't expect you to be so impatient." The tone was light, with a hint of sarcasm.

A face so ordinary it couldn't be more ordinary.

Apart from those dark, sharp eyes, there was absolutely nothing special about this face. Whether it was the eyebrows, nose, or mouth, they were all extremely ordinary. It seemed that you could find some similarities between any random person and this face.

His brows furrowed, and his expression was one of pride.

His earth-yellow clothes carried a faint, unique fragrance, clean and elegant, giving him an air of otherworldly tranquility.

Upon seeing who it was, everyone was overjoyed.

At this moment when all hope seemed lost, no one could have arrived more at the right time, and no one could have been more popular!

Mr. Chrysanthemum, Qiu Bailu!

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Nangong Xue nodded and smiled: "It's good that you're here."

He only glanced at Nangong Xue.

Their friendship was no less than that between He Bi and Li You.

In the blink of an eye, Li You was already standing next to him, patting his shoulder with a beaming smile: "Old Qiu never cares about what others think, but you've come at just the right time this time."

Qiu Bailu said calmly, "If you say another word, there will only be one more dead person here."

Li You indeed stopped talking to him and just muttered as he sat back down in his chair: "If Mr. Chrysanthemum really did kill someone, it would be quite a story if word got out."

Qiu Bailu had a high opinion of himself and could not stand others questioning his medical skills. Upon hearing this, his face immediately darkened: "It's easy to not kill people. I can choose not to treat them."

Li You glared at him seriously: "If you don't cure me, I'll bet a hundred more times your 'Thousand Forms of Nanshan Formation'."

Nangong Xue suppressed a laugh: "In that case, those chrysanthemums are a pity."

Qiu Bailu looked at him for a moment before coldly saying, "It's been two months since I last saw you. Not only have you become lazier, but your ability to act shamelessly has also improved."