Husband-stealing story

Chapter 116

"From now on, you and I are no longer friends."

No friend would lure her into a carriage the moment they met, only to then hold a dagger to her waist once inside. Tang Yu certainly had her reasons, but he couldn't keep deceiving her like this, time and time again.

Tang Yu's hand, gripping the dagger, trembled slightly. She whispered, "I've never deserved to be your friend. At least not in this lifetime..."

"It's because you've never considered treating anyone other than Tian Shu with sincerity. It's not that anyone forbids it, but that you yourself don't fight for it." Nineteen sneered, "If necessary, I will never go easy on you."

Tang Yu bit her lip. Nineteen seemed completely unaware that she had already been "ruthless" to her once, a ruthlessness that almost made her die.

Tang Shijiu's glance at her was icy, and the distrust made her uncomfortable. The Tang Shijiu who had been kidnapped and was still laughing and joking, who called her Yu Yu, who had tried every trick in the book to make her wear women's clothes, would never come back.

Tang Shijiu is right; she has never fought for what she truly wanted.

Tian Shu. Tang Shijiu. Both.

Tang Shijiu ignored Tang Yu and instead stared intently at the silent man in black.

“Tianxiu, I would recognize you even if you turned to ashes. There’s really no need for all this.”

The man in black chuckled softly, removed his mask and hat, revealing an unusually pale face, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness: "Nineteenth beauty, your observation is keen, I admire you. It's not that I'm being deliberately mysterious, but I'm just recovering from a serious injury and really can't stand the wind." His peach blossom eyes sparkled, and he smiled before speaking, his words light and casual.

"How many people in the world can seriously injure you?" Tang Shijiu scoffed, judging from the guy's nonchalant smile that he was just pretending. "If you go astray in your practice, don't blame others."

"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough." Tianxiu was about to laugh, but couldn't help coughing. After a while, he raised his head, his thin lips stained with a faint trace of blood.

"My beauty, I'm about to die, won't you even show me the slightest pity?"

Tang Shijiu gave a cold laugh: "I wish I could kill you with my own hands."

She was too naive. Tang Yu's sudden appearance after Shen Yun went out filled her with joy, never imagining that Tang Yu would drug her. She hadn't noticed it at first, but now her inner strength was draining away bit by bit, and her clenched fists were gradually turning white.

"I originally thought that at least you would be a little happier to see Tang Yu, but I didn't expect that your flattery would backfire again." Tianxiu leaned against the carriage wall, looking very weak, and waved to Tang Yu, "Don't point at the guest, she can't go anywhere."

Tang Yu withdrew her dagger, lowered her head, and dared not look into Nineteen's eyes.

Tianxiu suddenly reached out and pulled Shijiu into his arms. Only then did Shijiu realize that his ten fingers had turned completely black and purple. She had once heard Yun Tan mention that the Tang Clan had a martial art that, once mastered, could turn the ten fingers as black as ink, and could disperse poison invisibly with a single palm strike. That was the Tang Clan's most insidious martial art, with extremely strong backlash and great harm to the practitioner, which was why the Tang Clan had not practiced it for many years.

"Don't look at Tang Yu with such harsh eyes, it will break my brother's heart." Tianxiu held her fair wrist, his dark fingers gently sliding across her snow-white skin. "I was the one who poisoned her."

"Shen Yuntan seems to have lied to you again. He definitely didn't tell you that Tang Yu was beaten to death by him." Tianxiu tilted her head, scrutinizing Shijiu's expression like a child looking at candy.

Tang Shijiu said expressionlessly, "That's between the two of us. It has nothing to do with you."

The person being discussed stood in the empty room, momentarily lost in thought.

The innkeeper said that Nineteen was picked up by her younger brother. Her younger brother was short and wore a straw hat mysteriously. A curious waiter secretly peeked at him and tsk tsk tsk, the face under the straw hat was really horribly ugly.

Yun Tan now fully understands what it means to be struck by lightning from a clear sky, or to be doused with cold water.

Tianxiu tilted her head and chuckled softly: "I guess what he'll tell you? That I killed Tang Yu? That he'll make you hate me, wish you could kill me?"

"Do you also want me to hate him, to wish I could kill him?" Tang Shijiu replied calmly, "Unfortunately, it's too late. Now, it doesn't matter to me who injured Tang Yu."

If Tang Yu had asked her in a different way, she would have cared and cried. But now, she didn't want to pay any attention to this little sister who was full of grievances and had no choice in the matter.

Tang Shijiu was neither a saint nor a high monk, nor was she Tang Yu's parent; she didn't have the magnanimity to forgive her time and time again. Now, Tang Yu was to her what Xu Ziqing was—nothing at all.

Tianxiu sighed, tilted his head, looked at Tang Yu with a hint of pity, then at Tang Shijiu, and couldn't help but reach out to hook her chin.

In all honesty, this was just a whim or an unconscious action when flirting with girls; there was absolutely no intention to be frivolous. However, Tianxiu forgot that he was flirting with Tang Shijiu.

Although Tang Shijiu was poisoned and his internal strength was insufficient, he could still move his hands.

The fist had been clenched for a long time, and it is said that a fist clenched for a long time hurts more when it hits someone. So Tianxiu's chin finally got to experience that feeling.

Tang Shijiu gritted his teeth, and Tianxiu covered his chin and wailed for a long time before finally saying incoherently, "Shijiu, I'm here to kidnap you." Tang Shijiu glared at him fiercely.

Tianxiu forced a smile as usual: "Nineteen, I've found your father. So I came here specifically to kidnap you, let's get married." His lips suddenly pressed close to her face, curving into a strange arc, "Now that we've found our parents, I can finally marry you. We'll never be apart again, okay?"

His face was so close that Tang Shijiu could clearly see that behind Tianxiu's ears and on his forehead, countless fine blood vessels burst out, like countless tiny purplish-red worms wriggling little by little.

As his breathing drew closer, her body began to feel heavy, her eyelids drooped uncontrollably, and finally closed.

Getting married...? He must be joking.

Tianxiu never tells the truth, and this time will be no exception.

This time, Tianxiu seemed serious, not joking.

When Tang Shijiu woke up again, she found herself dressed in a bright red wedding gown, with several wedding attendants surrounding her, helping her with her makeup and hair. She opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound, and her limbs were weak; she didn't know what kind of drug Tianxiu had given her.

Seeing her open her eyes, one of the matchmakers cried out "Buddha!" and hurriedly turned and left. After a while, the door was pushed open. Tang Shijiu didn't even have the strength to turn her head; she could only see a bright red robe in the mirror.

Actually, the groom doesn't necessarily have to wear bright red for a wedding, but Tianxiu, being extravagant, wore a full red robe. The robe was delicately embroidered with subtle patterns, making it exceptionally luxurious. In the dim lighting, his jet-black hair appeared even more striking, exuding a captivating charm. Tianxiu gestured for the servants to leave and reached out to stroke Nineteen's jet-black hair.

"Great! I'm going to marry you, my wife. Are you happy?"

I'm so happy, I wish I could kill you.

Nineteen couldn't speak; she could only kill him with her eyes.

Tianxiu's eyes flickered with an indescribable eeriness. He took a comb and gently brushed Shijiu's hair, saying, "Shijiu misses her father, doesn't she? Ge Yang and his junior brother are no good. If it weren't for them, neither your father nor my father would have died. It's alright. Whatever you want in the future, I can make it happen for you. If you want your father, if you want your master, I'll cripple their martial arts, sever their limbs, and let them stay with you forever. You can visit them whenever you want..."

As he spoke, a seductive smile played on his lips, sending a chill down Nineteen's spine and filling his large eyes with terror.

Master...

father……