El mundo de las artes marciales es un pozo

Capítulo 66

Laughter followed.

From the side, you can see that his handsome face is full of excitement and high spirits, his sideburns are flying, and the trees on both sides are rushing past, like a movie scene, exciting, but also a little unreal.

Has he really come to his senses? Yang Nianqing was secretly happy for him, but the next moment, she suddenly became nervous—if he knew about her father's past, would he be even less able to accept it...?

The truth will always be revealed.

Seeing her suddenly fall silent, Tang Keyou turned her face away in confusion.

Looking into those deep eyes before her, Yang Nianqing sighed and unconsciously reached out to pat his shoulder: "You..."

The consequences were predictable.

Before she could even cry out, she was thrown out of the car like an arrow—

I'd also like to post them all, but each chapter needs revision, and I'd feel ashamed if they were too bad.

Then... posting it chapter by chapter like this seems to get more points.

Then... with more scores, the visual effect looks better.

Then... I was thinking about whether I should learn from them and, well, split one article into two parts to update, haha.

Volume 3: The Damned Advertisement for Love

So it turns out I died from a fall after returning to ancient times!

The case isn't finished yet, and there's more... I'm a transmigrator, after all. How could I possibly go back intact after dying? That seems a bit risky... Considering all these factors, Yang Nianqing silently repented in her heart. This fall would probably leave her crippled even if she didn't die. She vowed never to be a good person again!

Suddenly, my waist tightened.

His body landed heavily on the ground.

Contrary to expectations, the ground was actually soft! Before she could react, she rolled over several times, and a burning sensation immediately spread across her forearm.

Nose to nose, eyes facing a pair of deep, dark eyes.

Good deeds are rewarded; at the very least, someone will come to your rescue.

The old-fashioned pose is frozen in place, ambiguous and stiff.

Tang Keyou held her in her arms, stunned for a long while, then immediately sat up, anxiously supporting her shoulders, her face pale: "How are you? How do you feel? Where did you hurt yourself?"

Seeing his anxiety, Yang Nianqing ignored the pain in her arm and shook her head, "Thank goodness, thank you, otherwise I would have been really finished..."

Tang Keyou looked her over suspiciously for a moment, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she was indeed alright: "Idiot!"

"It was because I was worried about you that I got distracted and was thrown off by the galloping carriage. And now you're calling me stupid!" Yang Nianqing said irritably, but considering that he risked his life to save her, she decided to let it go and not hold it against him.

She asked worriedly, "How are you?"

Tang Keyou raised an eyebrow: "It's not that easy for me to get hurt."

"But what you just did..."

Without saying a word, Yang Nianqing grabbed his hand, lifted his sleeve, and found several scratches on his arm with blood slowly seeping out. She guessed that he had been scratched when he was rolling on the ground with her in his arms.

She said anxiously, "Go back quickly!"

Tang Keyou looked at her strangely for a moment, then subtly withdrew her hand: "Why go back so early?"

He actually lay down on the withered grass.

Seeing that he wouldn't listen, Yang Nianqing said urgently, "Get up quickly, you're injured like this, let's go back and apply medicine!"

He was very impatient: "It's just a minor injury, don't make a fuss."

A faint ray of sunlight peeked through the clouds, illuminating his languid face. His head rested on his hands; his unrestrained, slanderous personality and casual behavior were utterly unlike that of a scion of a noble family!

Yang Nianqing was stunned.

"As far back as I can remember, I've never seen my father and mother argue." A soft sigh escaped her lips.

Tang Keyou didn't look at her, but looked up at the sky and smiled: "About two or three years ago, my father met Lin Xing and they got along very well. They became sworn brothers. He often came to our house. My mother didn't shy away from him. He was the only man who was allowed to enter the backyard."

“For the past year, my mother has been arguing with my father. I have gone to listen in a few times, but I don’t dare to get too close.”

After a long silence.

"But I also sensed something was off. It was because of Lin Xing. Ever since they started arguing, Lin Xing hasn't come anymore, but my father still goes to see him quite often."

When talking about these things, he wasn't as agitated as usual; on the contrary, his tone was quite calm.

But what kind of feelings lie beneath that calm exterior?

Madam Ye must have discovered Lord Tang's secret, which is why they argued. Yang Nianqing sighed inwardly, but she couldn't tell him the secret. She could only comfort him, "You can't suspect your mother just because of this. If she really argued with your father because of Lin Xing, your father would be too jealous to even go looking for Lin Xing."

Tang Keyou shook her head: "I wouldn't have thought that way either, but the night before my father disappeared, I came home late and passed by my mother's room, and I heard..."

A look of shame and indignation suddenly appeared on his face.

Yang Nianqing didn't ask.

After a long pause, he seemed to say with great difficulty, "I heard... a man's voice."

No wonder Tang Keyou was unwilling to investigate the case; he had already decided it was his mother!

Yang Nianqing immediately became suspicious.

Who is that man? The timing is exactly the day before Lord Tang disappeared, what a coincidence! We just cracked Lord Tang's secret, and now we've heard about Madam Ye's scandalous affairs. Could it be that the couple are each having their own affairs and have found lovers?

She asked cautiously, "Do you remember his voice?"

Tang Keyou shook her head: "I only vaguely heard it for a moment before my mother found out..."

"Since you can't be sure, what makes you say it's Lin Xing?" Yang Nianqing interrupted. "Maybe he's just a servant, or maybe it's someone else."

“There are no men in the backyard. Only Lin Xing has ever been allowed to go in. My father visited a friend that day and didn’t return until the next day. He disappeared that night. Since then, Lin Xing has always looked guilty and afraid whenever he sees me.” He turned and looked at her intently. “If he is truly innocent, why would he be afraid of me?”

Yang Nianqing pondered, "You...you can ask the gatekeeper and find out who came that night."

He said self-deprecatingly, "Didn't you see that all these servants are new? They were replaced by Mother."

Yang Nianqing was silent for a moment, then said, "Perhaps you're overthinking it. Maybe she's just her friend..."

Tang Keyou scoffed, "If it really has nothing to do with her, why is she afraid of me seeing her?"

The bright, cheerful sunlight had disappeared into the dark clouds, and a breeze occasionally blew by, bringing a growing chill.

He murmured, “My father was a kind man and always treated my mother very well. He was very tolerant of her. Even though my mother had been arguing with him lately, he never raised his voice at her.”

Yang Nianqing was saddened.

He must have had very deep feelings for his father. What would happen if he knew the secret of his beloved father? He certainly wouldn't be able to accept it…

Tang Keyou fell silent, staring blankly at the sky. Everyone harbors a sense of pride; how could he possibly voice his worries and inner conflicts?

In his deep eyes, a variety of complex expressions appeared one after another, growing ever more numerous.

Yang Nianqing took a deep breath.

"No matter how big the problem is, it will pass. No matter how sad or heartbroken you are, you can't change the facts, so what's the use?"

He closed his eyes and remained silent.

Yang Nianqing nudged him and said softly, "Everyone has a reason for doing things. Instead of worrying and getting upset here, you should try to find out the truth. Otherwise, you'll not only make yourself sad, but you'll also make the people who care about you sad."

His eyes remained closed; he seemed to be falling asleep.

Yang Nianqing continued, "Actually, no matter what, your mother really cares about you. She's willing to humble herself to beg us for you. Even if it's her, she must have her reasons."

No response.

Holy crap, I poured all my heart and soul into trying to persuade him, and he actually listened to it like a lullaby and fell asleep?!

Yang Nianqing observed for a while, then snapped: "Hey, are you alive?"

"Alive."

Not asleep?

While she stared in disbelief, Tang Keyou slowly opened her eyes, stared at her for a long while, and then smiled lazily, with a hint of teasing.

...

In a flash, he had already stood up, flicked his clothes, and said, "Let's go back."

It seemed he hadn't listened at all! At this point, Yang Nianqing knew that saying anything was useless, so she could only stand up as well. In the distance, a carriage was slowly approaching.

It turned out that after the two fell off the carriage, although the horse had galloped a long way with the carriage, the old horse knew the way and now it was pulling the carriage back to find its owner.

Yang Nianqing said dejectedly, "Alright, think about what I said yourself."

"You're so long-winded and noisy, what do you think?"

After saying that, Tang Keyou stopped looking at her and strode towards the carriage.

Was he listening just now?

Yang Nianqing was both surprised and delighted. She ran up to him and patted his shoulder, saying, "That's right! Running away isn't the solution. You have to solve problems. That's what a man should do!"

"Act like a girl!" Tang Keyu slapped her hand away, jumped onto the carriage, and glanced at her sideways. "You have no manners!"

As he spoke, he reached out and pulled her up: "Come on up!"

"Ouch!"

"What's wrong?"

"It seems... I got a scrape earlier."

As Yang Nianqing spoke, she rolled up her sleeves, revealing several shallow scars on her right forearm. She had been so focused on talking to him that she had forgotten about the injury, and only now, when she brought it up, did she feel a burning pain.

Tang Keyou was startled: "Idiot, why didn't you say so sooner!"

She could only endure the scolding from her savior. Yang Nianqing sighed, glared at him, and deliberately said, "You are more seriously injured. How can I mention my little injury?"

Women are so incredibly stupid!

"You brat! You're sexist!"

……

Although Tang Keyou fell hard, fortunately, he was a martial artist with skillful strength, so he didn't suffer any serious injuries, only minor scrapes, which he simply treated with some medicine. Yang Nianqing, however, refused to use medicine, saying that it would be better to find Qiu Bailu. Tang Keyou thought this made sense, and knowing Qiu Bailu's temperament, he didn't insist. He personally escorted her back to the South Courtyard, giving her a few worried words of advice a short distance from the gate before leaving.

Yang Nianqing did not return to the courtyard immediately, but stayed on the road, her mind filled with countless questions.