Mi primer marido después de la transmigración

Capítulo 61

The moment Tang Shijiu fell into the well, he truly wished he could just die from the fall!

Unfortunately, the silt at the bottom of the well did not meet her expectations.

When she slowly awoke, she found it was already dark, and that she was still alive, yet still thinking about Shen Yuntan, which made her extremely agitated. The bottom of the well was filled with silt and smelled terrible. Tang Shijiu called out several times but heard no footsteps, and finally gave up hope.

Perhaps, I will just die here quietly and alone.

Perhaps someone will discover it after a while.

Perhaps no one will notice for a very long time.

Slowly, her body will be eaten away by insects and even infested with maggots.

Tang Shijiu shook his head, cursing himself for being influenced by Tang Yu to become more and more abnormal.

Looking up from the bottom of the well, you're lucky enough to see the moon.

She recalled that night when she and Shen Yun were catching loaches in the back mountain of Zhenxia Town. That night, the moon was also very beautiful.

However, she finally understood why Shen Yuntan had been hiding his martial arts skills and insisted on staying by her side.

Why was he so captivated by her smile the moment he first met her?

Why did he willingly let himself be taken back to the cave in the first place?

Just because of a face that resembled Tang Weiqi's, Tang Shijiu silently closed her eyes. She wanted to cry her heart out, but not a single tear came out.

She wanted to ask Shen Yuntan in person if any part of that gentle smile and sweet tenderness belonged purely to Tang Shijiu.

It has nothing to do with Tang Weiqi, nor with the Tuanfu Mind Method.

All for Tang Shijiu!

Bonus chapter: Chapter 38 Father and Daughter (Part 1)

Since Tang Shijiu was born, she had never felt so stifled. This depression was suppressed in her heart, preventing her from crying, yet she could not let it go either.

In particular, she sadly discovered that she couldn't sever ties with Xu Ziqing as decisively as she had done before. She couldn't even... imagine never seeing Shen Yuntan again.

I just don't know if, if she were to die now, Shen Yuntan would care more about her or Tang Weiqi.

While she was lost in thought, she suddenly heard a strange noise coming from the well wall. Curious, she turned her head and saw that a very narrow door had opened up in the well wall.

I stared at that dark little door.

Tang Shijiu was stunned for a moment, then hesitated whether to go in.

It was already night, and her stomach was growling loudly with hunger, her mouth was parched. If no one came to her rescue, she would surely die!

Tang Shijiu gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, groped his way to the door, turned sideways, and slowly walked through the door.

Behind the door was an extremely narrow and rugged passage. Several times, Tang Shijiu suspected that if she were any fatter, she would get stuck in the passage and be unable to move.

After walking for a short while, they saw some light coming from ahead. Tang Shijiu was overjoyed and for some reason thought of the story of Peach Blossom Spring that Xie Dongsheng had told her in the past.

At this moment, Tang Shijiu's mood was even more excited than that of the fisherman from Wuling who discovered the Peach Blossom Spring!

The light did not disappoint Tang Shijiu.

After emerging from the tunnel, she was pleasantly surprised to find that it led to a beautifully decorated private room. Even more surprising was the plate of exquisite pastries on the table!

Tang Shijiu felt like he could swallow a whole cow! Without thinking twice, Tang Shijiu, his eyes gleaming red, pounced on the beast and began to grab whatever he could, devouring it with gusto.

She devoured all the desserts in a flash, and still looked at the plate with lingering satisfaction.

"Friend, there's more here if you'd like. Don't eat my plate too." A gentle and pleasant voice came from behind. Tang Shijiu let out a burp, turned around embarrassedly, and realized that he had been so focused on the food that he had completely ignored the presence of the host.

The owner of the room was a middle-aged scholar with a handsome face and a kind smile. He was dressed in a gray robe and sat in a chair behind Tang Shijiu, smiling as he looked at the guest who looked like a little mud ghost. However, what was extremely strange was that this refined and polite scholar had heavy chains on his limbs, with the other end of the chains connected to the floor and dragging long on the ground.

"Uh... thank you." Tang Shijiu felt embarrassed for eating someone's food so rudely.

The middle-aged scholar didn't seem to care and pointed to the screen again: "Have you eaten your fill? There's water over there, young lady, you can wash up."

Tang Shijiu looked at his dirty hands, filled with gratitude.

After quickly washing her hands, face, and hair, Tang Shijiu felt refreshed. As she emerged from behind the screen, she clearly saw the middle-aged scholar pause for a moment.

However, in just a moment, the scholar immediately returned to normal: "Would the young lady like anything else to eat?"

His voice was extremely gentle, and his eyes were kind, which inexplicably made Tang Shijiu feel a lot of goodwill towards him. This goodwill felt strange to her; almost the moment she saw him, she felt a strange urge to get closer to him.

Tang Shijiu opened her mouth: "This... sir..." According to the age of a scholar, it would be reasonable to call him uncle. However, as soon as she uttered the word "sir," she thought of Shen Yuntan and couldn't help but lower her head and whisper, "Sir."

The middle-aged scholar waved his hand: "What do you mean by 'sir'? Why be so serious? My name is Tang Qingliu. You can call me Qingliu Gongzi or Tang Gongzi. But I had a nickname in my younger days, Yu Mian Qiao Gongzi, so you can call me Yu Mian Gongzi or Qiao Gongzi, either is fine."

He touched his face, as if to himself, or perhaps to Tang Shijiu, "I'm not that old and ugly yet. Calling me 'Jade-Faced Young Master' won't be a loss."

Tang Shijiu couldn't help but smile, his impression of the middle-aged scholar improving even more: "Yes, uh, Young Master Tang."

She really couldn't bring herself to call him "Jade-Faced Young Master."

Clearly, she didn't call him "Jade-Faced Young Master" or "Pretty Young Master," which disappointed Tang Qingliu, but he still said softly, "Little girl, who bullied you? Tell the young master."

His words were clearly tinged with affection.

It was the tone of an elder doting on a younger person. Tang Shijiu was stunned for a moment, and a strange feeling welled up from the bottom of her heart. She inexplicably began to trust the man she was meeting for the first time.

She opened her mouth, and after saying just one word, "okay," she couldn't help but burst into tears and sobbed uncontrollably.