Gran Medicina China

Capítulo 32

Cut off love.

Yang Nianqing sighed inwardly. If Yun Biyue hadn't loved Bai Erxia so much, things wouldn't have turned out that way. If a woman didn't love a man, even if she was jilted, she wouldn't harbor such resentment. Only love could make her disregard everything, using ten years of her youth to practice that cruel and vicious palm technique, and then use it on all the philandering and unfaithful men.

The deeper the love, the deeper the hate.

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He remained silent for half a day.

Jianghu Yao stood up and said, "It's getting late. I've been out for quite a while, so it's time for me to go back."

Everyone else stood up as well.

Jianghu Yao gave a slight bow, then suddenly turned to Li You and said with a smile, "You should be careful, Xiao Ling'er and Qin Rushui are both in Jinling."

Li You smiled bitterly.

"He has people he's afraid of too?" Yang Nianqing glanced at Li You, who looked like he had a headache, but then she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Jianghu Yao's half-open eyes, which were full of joy, making her look even more radiant and beautiful.

She immediately realized what was happening and chuckled to herself.

Xiao Ling'er and Qin Rushui are both women's names, aren't they? This lecherous man is afraid of being bothered by women. Seeing that Li You doesn't like them, this beautiful woman should naturally be happy.

"I'm leaving." (a8)

Li You nodded.

He Bi, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up: "It's getting late, I'll have Old Li take you there."

“No need,” Jianghu Yao smiled slightly, lowered her head, but still glanced at Li You unintentionally. “Since you have things to do, I can go back by myself.”

Li You, however, was already smiling as he walked towards the door: "If I were to leave such an honored guest unseen, wouldn't I be considered an arrogant person?"

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Watching them walk out, Yang Nianqing patted He Bi's arm with a sly smile: "So you noticed too. Although that beauty said she didn't want him to give her a ride, she was actually very happy inside."

He Bi frowned, and surprisingly agreed, saying, "She's a woman who doesn't cause trouble. You should learn from her."

Nangong Xue smiled and shook her head.

Yang Nianqing immediately yelled, "What the hell do you mean?! Am I a nuisance?"

He Bi said, "Women shouldn't speak like that."

"I..." Yang Nianqing found herself too lazy to argue with him. "Forget it, I won't argue with someone as old-fashioned as you!"

Nangong Xue, however, walked to the window with her hands behind her back.

"Who exactly has fallen into the hands of the Thousand Poison Blood Palm technique?" a murmured voice asked. "Thirty years have passed, Brother He, where should we begin our investigation now?"

He Bi frowned and remained silent, seemingly deep in thought.

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Yang Nianqing thought about it but still had no clue, so she walked to the chair next to the small table and sat down. Unexpectedly, her eyes fell on the plate of pastries that Jianghu Yao had brought.

It's so exquisitely made, it looks and smells amazing!

Yang Nianqing couldn't help but reach out and take a piece, then taste it.

Wow! That's amazing! 4D

Soft and fluffy, sweet but not cloying—the level of craftsmanship in ancient pastry making was truly impressive. Yang Nianqing secretly admired it, then suddenly noticed the cake that Li You had snatched away.

It looks so ugly, it's not even worthy of being used as a prop when placed next to it!

She sighed sadly. She loved her own children. Fortunately, the taste seemed alright, and they ate it quite quickly... Was it really that delicious?

Thinking of this, Yang Nianqing curiously picked up a piece and put it in her mouth.

Why is it hard?! (b1)

It was so dry and hard that I almost choked before I could swallow it.

Yang Nianqing was stunned.

Looking at the two oblivious people over there, and then at the remaining cake in her hand, she felt a lump in her throat. They must be too embarrassed to say it out loud, so they deliberately made it look delicious to comfort her!

But why did that bastard Li You say it was delicious, deliberately lying to embarrass himself?

Tears welled up uncontrollably.

After a while.

Yang Nianqing silently stood up, walked to the table, and dumped all the uneaten cakes together.

He Bi's eyes flashed, and he looked up at her without saying a word.

Nangong Xue turned around: "You..."

"Didn't you notice that this actually tastes terrible?" she forced a smile. "I didn't know how to make it before, this is my first time, so please don't force yourselves to eat it."

After saying that, she stopped looking at the two of them, quickly packed her things, and walked out the door.

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It was clearly an early winter night, yet it was exceptionally cold. By the time Yang Nianqing went upstairs and returned to her room, the wind and dew outside the window were already quite heavy.

She sat by the window and gave a bitter smile.

If it weren't for them, I don't know if I could even survive. It turns out I'm truly useless in this ancient world! This place never really belongs to me. And after being missing for so long, my mother must be frantic with worry…

But how can I get back?

daze.

Suddenly, the door creaked softly a few times.

She paused, startled: "Who?"

"Xiao Nian?" a gentle voice asked. "Is she asleep?"

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Nangong Xue?

Yang Nianqing hesitated for a moment, then walked over and opened the door.

Nangong Xue was indeed standing outside the door, his handsome face still bearing an elegant and kind smile: "You really weren't asleep."

Looking at him, Yang Nianqing couldn't say anything, and just lowered her head and walked back to the window to sit down.

Nangong Xue shook her head and walked in, but did not close the door.

"It's chilly at night, you should close the window before you sleep," he said, walking slowly to the window and closing it. Then he turned to her and smiled, "Still sad?"

Yang Nianqing remained silent.

Nangong Xue looked at her quietly for a moment, then suddenly said, "I have seen countless delicacies since I was a child."

"I'm sorry," Yang Nianqing finally raised her head and apologized, "This is really the first time I've made this. I didn't know it would taste so bad. If I had known, I wouldn't have asked you to eat it."

“You’re wrong,” Nangong Xue smiled. “Actually, it’s not bad at all.”

Yang Nianqing was stunned for a moment: "You don't need to comfort me, I'm not that sad anymore."

"It's not bad at all." A cold voice rang out.

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It turned out to be He Bi.

She hadn't noticed when he was standing beside her. Seeing that this aloof "god" was actually offering her comfort, Yang Nianqing felt a surge of warmth in her heart, and her eyes welled up with tears: "Thank you..."

Nangong Xue shook her head: "It's not to comfort you, I just think it's really novel to use eggs, they're just a bit hard. If done well, they'll definitely taste good."

Yang Nianqing immediately wiped her eyes and nodded.

“Yes, the cake was supposed to be very soft, I didn’t expect it to be so hard,” she thought for a moment, “It must be because I didn’t beat the egg whites properly, the fermentation was not good, and there are many other things missing here.”

Nangong Xue nodded with a smile: "Since you know, you will definitely be able to do it better next time."

After saying these words, Yang Nianqing was no longer so sad. She also knew that Nangong Xue was comforting her, and she was even more grateful—it was his birthday today, and she had treated him to such a terrible "egg pancake".

"Brother Nangong, I'm so sorry..."

“I haven’t celebrated my birthday in many years, it’s kind of you to think of me,” Nangong Xue interrupted her with a smile, “Next time you make your cake, don’t forget to invite me to try it.”

Yang Nianqing looked at him for a while, then smiled: "OK! Don't worry, I, Yang Nianqing, will definitely study hard in the future, make good cakes, and become the number one cake maker in the Song Dynasty. You all just wait and see!"

Nangong Xue suppressed a laugh and shook her head.

He Bi looked at her, and a rare smile appeared on his usually indifferent handsome face: "Go to sleep early, we'll set off for Nangong Villa tomorrow morning."

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After seeing them off, Yang Nianqing wasn't so sad anymore, and her mood gradually improved. Actually, ancient times weren't so bad after all; at least she'd made a few good friends…

She closed the door, walked to the bedside, and prepared to take off her clothes to rest.

suddenly--

A magnetic voice rang out, tinged with a sigh: "Before you take off your clothes, young lady, you'd better check if anyone is in the room."

"Ah!" She jumped back two steps in fright. "Who?"

Dressed in flowing white robes, he stood gracefully by the lamp, his long eyelashes casting soft shadows, his eyes brimming with amusement—who else could it be but Li You!

Yang Nianqing's first reaction was to look around and ask, "How did you get in?"

"I came in as soon as they left."

In just a short while, I didn't even realize I was standing by the door. How fast!

Yang Nianqing stared at him for a long time, then suddenly snorted coldly and sat down on the bed: "What are you doing here!"

"Of course, I want to see the talent of the greatest cake maker in our Song Dynasty."

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.