Mi primer marido después de la transmigración

Capítulo 54

To be honest, it's not so much that he was pulling Tang Shijiu along, but rather that Tang Shijiu was supporting him.

Before losing consciousness, he heard himself say, "The antidote is in my arms. You should leave quickly before they find you."

Why……

Why did I let her go? Even as she drifted into a deep sleep, Tang Yu kept asking herself this question.

Tang Shijiu's smile appeared before him, so close. Looking at it, he couldn't help but smile too, feeling a sense of ease. She asked him, "Have you ever stolen bird eggs?" He shook his head; he had only ever stolen people's hearts.

She asked him if he had ever played games like throwing beanbags, hide-and-seek, or could solve the nine-linked rings puzzle.

He shook his head.

Then, with a look of heartache on her face, she patted his hand and promised to take him to Xiaoyao Mountain in the future, where her junior brothers and sisters would show him around.

At that time, he tried his best to show disdain on his face, but he still longed for it in his heart.

Just as Tang Shijiu said, he was just a child. He was actually... just a child.

A thick fog enveloped his vision, as if he had returned to the age of eleven. A once-in-a-millennium snowfall blanketed Sichuan, and he lay there, barely breathing. Someone approached, and he strained to lift his head to look, but a weak "heh" escaped his throat.

The man stood beside him, holding an oil-paper umbrella, looking down at him with a blank expression. He wore a blue robe, and in the raging snow, he resembled a drifting cloud in the sky. His exceptionally handsome features were shrouded in the snow mist, making them somewhat indistinct, like a banished immortal.

"Such a rare and fine physique, yet it has turned out like this. Do you wish to take revenge?" A calm, unwavering voice rang out, sending chills down one's spine.

Tang Yu was speechless and could only nod slowly.

The man's voice turned sharp: "Whom can you take revenge on? You've ended up like this because of your own weakness, and you can't blame anyone else. If you want revenge, you must kill your past self and extinguish your indecisiveness, otherwise no one can save you."

Tang Yu bit his lip and nodded emphatically. He was adopted by the Tang Clan as an infant and trained to be an assassin. His master said he had exceptional talent and favored him, which aroused jealousy. His fellow disciples poisoned him when he was injured, leaving him half-dead and throwing him into the wild, intending to freeze him to death.

He was indeed not strong enough. If he were, he wouldn't have lost to Shenyin and been taken advantage of by those villains!

A gleam of hatred flashed in his eyes, but the man's icy face remained expressionless as he simply nodded slightly: "I will teach you martial arts, but you are not allowed to call me master. Just call me Mr. Tianshu."

Tian Shu...

Mr. Tianshu...

Mr. Tian Shu is as handsome as an immortal and as aloof as spring ice.

After returning to the Tang Clan, he concealed Tian Shu's situation, ignored the astonished faces of his senior brothers and sisters, and became the Tang Clan's youngest assassin.

When Tang Yu was twelve, looking at her increasingly handsome face, Tian Shu personally handed her a bottle of disfiguring medicine—only by losing everything could she be reborn. Such a face would only become a weak hindrance.

He did not hesitate.

Mr. Tianshu...

Oh, Tian Shu...

The burning pain on her face returned, just like that day. Tang Yu cried out and woke up from her dream. What came into view was Nineteen's smiling face: "Don't move, I'm applying medicine for you."

She put down the white cloth in her hand, and a mischievous smile suddenly appeared at the corners of her eyes and brows: "Does it hurt? Tang Yu, little sister!"

Chapter Thirty-Four: Onlookers

Upon hearing the word "younger sister," Tang Yu was stunned.

Looking down at her strapless dress, Tang Yu instinctively covered her chest with her hand.

This action made Nineteen very pleased: very good, very good, she didn't forget that she is a woman and covered her chest first if something happened.

Tang Yu's teeth chattered: "You...you...what did you do to me!"

Tang Shijiu looked completely innocent: "What did I do to you? What could I possibly do to you!"

Since her original black outfit was tattered and covered in blood, and her belongings were all at the inn, Tang Yu hesitated for a while, but then resigned herself to her fate.

That night, Tang Yu had only taken a few steps with Tang Shijiu when she suddenly fell into a deep coma. Tang Shijiu carried Tang Yu on her back and knocked on door after door in the heavy rain that was like snow and mist.

No one was willing to take them in.

No one would want to take in a woman of unknown origin on a rainy night, especially since the life or death of the person she was carrying on her back was still unknown.

They continued until they reached the last household, which lived in a corner and was incredibly filthy.

An old woman opened the door; her eyesight was failing and her back was hunched. As soon as she opened the door, Tang Shijiu knelt down immediately, saying nothing and only kowtowing repeatedly.

That old woman was the most disliked person in town. She originally came from a brothel, but was kicked out after becoming pregnant for no reason. She gave birth to a daughter and eventually returned to the brothel as well. Her daughter was even more unfortunate than her; she had only been in the brothel for three or five years, at the height of her popularity, when she fell ill and died.

The townspeople looked down on her background and considered her an unlucky person, so they avoided her like the plague. Some mischievous children even threw stones at her door.

Fortunately, the madam who took in her daughter was not entirely bad-hearted. Seeing that she was an old woman all alone, she gave her daughter a large portion of her savings to support her in her old age.

Her daughter had a beautiful singing voice and a pretty face. Although she didn't have much savings, it was enough for her to live comfortably for the rest of her life.

Seeing Tang Shijiu crying uncontrollably, her heart softened. Her daughter had only been twenty years old when she died.

At this moment, Tang Shijiu and Tang Yu were wearing the old woman's clothes from her youth. Although they were a bit old and had been eaten by insects in some places, the material was soft and had a very good feel, which was enough to show how the old woman had captivated everyone back then.

Tang Yu gritted her teeth: "How did you know I'm a woman?"

Tang Shijiu looked helpless. Wasn't that obvious? Putting aside the fact that she changed Tang Yu's clothes and gave her a bath, just that pounce and hug in the inn already made her seem unlike a man.

Tang Yu's face was as cold as ice: "I want to wear men's clothing."

Nineteen shrugged: "No, that old lady only has women's clothing at home."