Mi primer marido después de la transmigración

Capítulo 103

Tang Shijiu was about to sarcastically remark that "tofu with cuts is still tofu," but his eyes were glued to one spot.

Tianxiu chuckled: "Nineteen, I didn't expect you to be so lecherous. Be careful Shen Yuntan gets jealous."

Tang Shijiu suddenly stood up, looked at Tian Man, smiled, walked over and gave Tian Xiu's belly a good rub: "You had indigestion last night, and you're so bloated. Why don't you go to the outhouse?"

“Speaking of indigestion, I just remembered.” Tianxiu slapped her forehead, picked up a bowl of soup from the small table in front of the bed, and said with a regretful face, “It’s a pity I forgot just now, and it’s all cold now. It’s pork stewed with red dates and goji berries. My master is sick, and you must be working hard, so this soup is to help you recover. Don’t collapse from exhaustion too.”

Tang Shijiu looked at the soup in his hand, which was swaying back and forth. Even though it was cold, it still seemed to smell quite good. She reached out and took it, placing it on the table.

"Okay, I'll drink it in a bit."

"Are you kidding me?" Tianxiu gave him a flirtatious wink, which made Tianman shiver.

"It's just a bowl of soup, what's there to fool us about? You're becoming more and more unreliable." Tang Shijiu pushed him out impatiently, "Go, go, go to the outhouse, you keep going to different places, it's stinking to death."

"Hey, hey, hey, how could you do this? You pushed me into the snow before I was even dressed, are you trying to freeze me to death?" Tianxiu pretended to be pitiful by the door, which made Tianman laugh.

"What are you laughing at? You go back to sleep too." Tang Shijiu glared at Tian Man, who was about to stick out her tongue. "And you, hurry up and go. You've got an upset stomach and you're still holding it in. If another one of you gets sick from holding it in, do you think I'm not chaotic enough already?"

The smile on Tianxiu's face suddenly disappeared, but Tang Shijiu didn't miss it.

“Nineteen, you won’t be tired tomorrow,” he said. “Only when all the troublesome people are gone will you truly not be tired.”

Ignoring Tian Man's surprised look, Tian Xiu quickly kissed Tang Shijiu on the cheek, then grabbed her clothes and said, "Remember to drink the soup." Without looking back, she rushed to the nearest outhouse.

"Hmm, Tian Man." Tang Shijiu, holding a soup bowl, glanced sideways at her timid junior brother who was also preparing to run away. "Come back, come back. Tell your senior sister, how many times has this been done behind my back since I taught you how to use croton seeds?"

Presumably because it's close to the winter solstice, the snowfall is getting heavier.

Tang Shijiu lay in bed, fast asleep. The sun had already risen, its rays slanting into the room. Usually at this time, she, the eldest senior sister, would have already gone out to practice her skills and sweep the floor. However, today, she was still lying in bed, fast asleep.

The door was gently pushed open, and a figure in a brocade robe flashed in, the embroidery so exquisite that it drew attention.

Looking at the empty bowl on the table, a faint smile appeared on his lips. He slowly approached the bedside, looked at the sleeping Nineteen, and gently reached out his hand.

Her fair face was like jade, her naturally red lips slightly upturned, and in the morning sunlight, the fine hairs of a young girl were still visible. The hand that had been caressing her face suddenly tightened, pinching her hard.

Tang Shijiu remained motionless, still fast asleep.

He nodded in satisfaction, slowly leaned down, and whispered into her snow-white, translucent ear, "Nineteen, nineteen..."

No one responded. Tang Shijiu remained motionless, like a dead man.

He took a bolder step closer, reaching out his hand as if he wanted to give her a hug...

In a flash, a cold light appeared before his eyes, and Tang Shijiu suddenly opened his eyes wide. The dagger hidden in his hand stabbed accurately and swiftly toward his heart, showing no mercy.

He quickly stepped back, turned around, and dodged the fatal blow. Even so, a long bloody gash appeared on his chest, dripping crimson blood.

Tang Shijiu's attack failed, so he immediately sprang up from the bed, drew his Xuanbei Greatsword, and with a graceful somersault in mid-air, the gleaming blade was placed against the man's neck.

The blade's chill seeped into his heart, and Tang Shijiu's voice was even more terrifyingly cold.

"Tian Shu, how long are you going to keep pretending to be a genius and fooling people?"

The man in the brocade robe clutched his wound, squatted on the ground, his head lowered so his face was obscured, but he chuckled softly: "Nineteen, what jokes are you telling?"

"I won't joke with the murderer who killed my own brother," Tang Shijiu said coldly. "Twin brothers can look exactly alike and even imitate each other's mannerisms and movements, but the scar on your chest and abdomen is something that brothers can't learn."

"Oh?" Tian Shu's voice was ambiguous, a perfect blend of amusement and wit.

“That night at the mountain temple, I played a prank by stripping you naked and dressing you in women's clothing, clearly seeing the scar on your chest and abdomen. I didn't pay much attention to it then, until yesterday when I saw Tianxiu with the exact same scar, and that's when I remembered.” Tang Shijiu knew Tianshu was highly skilled in martial arts and dared not be careless, pressing the blade tightly against his neck. “You…you’re so ruthless…”

Unfazed by the cold glint in his eyes, Tian Shu glanced at the empty soup bowl and laughed, "Nineteen beauties, you've changed. You've become disobedient, learned to throw away medicine, and learned to deceive people. This is really not good."

His tone and expression were exactly like Tianxiu's.

"Stop pretending! What exactly is your purpose in coming to Xiaoyao Manor!" The blade pressed down harder, cutting into the skin and drawing blood.

Tian Shu turned around, his narrow eyes slightly narrowed, and the corners of his lips turned up: "Nineteen, do you really think that the injured Tian Shu can be subdued by you in one move?"

Tang Shijiu was taken aback; what he said was true. That earlier strike had been unexpected, slicing through the man's chest and leaving a large, bloody gash, but it was merely a superficial wound, not serious. If it were Tian Shu… if it were Tian Shu… with such unparalleled, divine skill, he truly wasn't sure if he could defeat him in a single move.

"Nineteen, can you really tell whether I'm Tian Shu or Tian Xiu?" Her captivating eyes were full of charm, and even with a knife to her throat, she remained composed and witty.

She began to lose her sense of which was Tianxiu and which was Tianshu.

Just like in the carriage, the gentle and tender Tianxiu suddenly turned cold and ruthless, asking her, "Nineteen, do you think I am Tianshu or Tianxiu?"

She couldn't tell the difference.

Tianxiu slowly stood up, with Xuanbei Dao still following closely behind, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

“Even if it’s Tianxiu, you can’t trust him, right?” His gaze dimmed. “Tianxiu isn’t a good person either; he drugged you. I’ve said it before: Tianxiu doesn’t deserve to be your friend. Tianxiu… hmph… Tianxiu…”

He was only halfway through his sentence when a look of confusion crossed his face, as if he were trying his best to suppress something.

"You must remember what I said: no matter what happens, no matter who you kill, you must save your own life."

Suddenly, the surrounding air currents surged abnormally, and Tang Shijiu's heart skipped a beat. Her internal strength had unintentionally improved greatly, and she could sense every rustle of wind and grass around her.

"Indeed, the subtlety of the Tuanfu Heart Method is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people." Tianxiu's tone became unusually eerie. "Tianshu's abilities should be... like this..."

An overwhelming surge of internal energy, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, rushed towards Tang Shijiu. Tang Shijiu felt a chill run down her spine and hurriedly channeled her inner energy to defend herself. Her mind was a jumbled mess; she seemed to grasp something, yet also felt she could grasp nothing at all.

Suddenly, Tian Man's crying could be heard outside the door: "Senior sister, senior sister, something bad has happened! Something bad has happened! The people from Lingsu Mountain have suddenly rushed up from the foot of the mountain!"

The moment Tang Shijiu lost her focus, the internal force rushed up, shaking her away, smashing through the door, and causing her to fall heavily onto the snow.