Sept nuits de neige

Chapitre 68

No wonder he taught her his martial arts skills without reservation!

It turns out he wasn't the strange old man who abducted young women in the underworld, but her father!

Tang Shijiu was somewhat skeptical, but recalling Tang Qingliu's expression and appearance, she couldn't doubt it anymore. Even when she looked at herself in the mirror, she couldn't deny that her features were exactly like Tang Qingliu's!

A mix of emotions welled up inside him, and a bitter feeling rose in his heart—no wonder she looked like Tang Weiqi, how could she not look like him?

Tang Diruo was still excited, pulling Tang Shijiu and Tang Diku along and talking non-stop: "This sachet is the best proof. Every descendant of the Tang Clan has one. Back then, Qing'er gave it to that... woman, and that woman embroidered white-headed mandarin ducks on it..." He originally wanted to mention that demoness, but he couldn't say it in front of Shijiu, "...Look at her eyebrows, her eyes, don't they look like me? And she's exactly like Qingliu! Third Brother! Third Brother! She's my granddaughter! My own granddaughter!"

Tang Di frowned, looking at Tang Diruo who was so happy she was almost out of her mind. He rolled his eyes and said, "Second brother, congratulations on getting back what you lost! Now that Nineteen is one of us, why are you still using weapons? Quickly put them away!"

Tang Shijiu seemed to be in a dream, murmuring, "Tang Qingliu... Tang Qingliu is my father?"

Tang Diruo said, "Yes! It's your father! Your father is poisoned and can't get out right now, but if you tell us the whereabouts of the Tuanfu Heart Sutra, our family will be reunited and your father can come out!"

Tang Shijiu jumped in alarm: "What kind of poison!?"

Tang Diruo smiled bitterly, "Ge Yang harmed your father to such an extent, yet your father swore to never reveal his whereabouts, preferring to endure an hour of excruciating pain every day..."

Tang Shijiu gasped: "Just because he refused to reveal Ge Yang's whereabouts, you all poisoned him! He... he's been in pain for seventeen years?"

No wonder Tang Qingliu always looked pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness; it was because of this!

Seeing his second brother's predicament, Tang Diku stepped in to ease the tension. He was all smiles now, as if the one who had just died wasn't his own grandson!

"Let's not talk about those things for now. Nineteen has shared his mental cultivation method and joined our family, so he's one of us now."

Tang Shijiu took a step back: "If I don't have the cultivation method, then I'm not your granddaughter?"

Tang Di frowned and said, "Nineteen, listen to me!"

Tang Shijiu slowly closed his eyes, desperately suppressing the urge to slap him, and said, word by word, "If your descendants are disobedient, they are not descendants. You have to poison them and exterminate them. If they have no use, even if they die, they are not worth mentioning. Such descendants of the Tang Clan are better off not being descendants at all!"

She opened her eyes and looked straight at Tang Diku: "Today, either you kill me or, as long as I can walk out of this door, I will definitely come back and take my father away. At that time, don't blame me for showing no mercy."

Before her brother could speak, Tang Diruo said, "Nineteen, how could I possibly kill you? Do you know how many years I've waited, how many years..."

Tang Shijiu said, "You've waited for seventeen years, but you've never come to me once, let alone helped your son detoxify. I'm sorry, I don't care for this kind of hope."

No sooner had she finished speaking than someone clapped and laughed, "Good, good, good! We don't need such descendants!"

A familiar voice reached his ears, and Tang Shijiu slowly turned around.

The man, dressed in white, stood amidst a sea of vibrant flowers and lush greenery. His eyes were like cold stars, like peach blossoms just melting from spring ice. He smiled at her, and the flowers and willows paled in comparison, leaving only him.

He took her hand and said softly, "Nineteen, I've come to pick you up."

Chapter 42 Reunion (Part 1)

Tang Shijiu looked up, suddenly at a loss for words. The man, still wearing his black silk mask, inadvertently uttered such a doting remark.

In just a moment of stunned silence, Tang Shijiu was picked up and leaped out of the Tang family's villa.

Shen Yuntan wasn't stupid. With so many people in the Tang family, why fight when you can escape? Besides, Tang Shijiu was a blood relative of the Tang family. If anyone got hurt, it wouldn't be easy to meet them again in the future.

Tang Shijiu was held in Shen Yuntan's arms, and she felt her heart growing colder and colder.

He was still wearing a mask; he wasn't planning to tell her the truth yet.

In a peach grove, Shen Yun put Nineteen down, his clear black and white eyes shining brightly: "Nineteen, I have something to tell you."

Tang Shijiu snorted coldly: "Should I call you Shen Yuntan, or Shenyin?"

Shen Yun was taken aback for a moment, then gave an awkward laugh and reached out to remove his mask: "You already knew..."

Ever since Tang Yu kidnapped her, the face she had longed for day and night was right before her eyes. If she didn't know he was Shen Yin, upon seeing that face, she would surely throw herself into his arms, have a good cry, and hug him tightly. However, at this moment, she only felt that although that face was so close, within reach, it was also impossibly distant, as if they were from two different worlds.

She lowered her head and remained silent. Shen Yun was somewhat at a loss and could only offer a haphazard explanation: "I'm late, please don't be angry. The Tang family has so many villas, it was really hard to find..."

Tang Shijiu shook her head; she seemed angry, yet she also seemed not to be angry.

Shen Yuntan was a little anxious and said softly, "Nineteen, I didn't mean to lie to you, don't be angry, okay?"

Tang Shijiu slowly raised his head: "Shenyin, thank you for saving me. The world is vast, and the future is far. If you ever need any help in the future, Tang Shijiu will do his best to assist you."

His outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and Shen Yuntan's face twitched: "Nineteen... what do you mean by that?"

“It doesn’t mean anything. Master said that a drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring of gratitude. If someone saves you, you must repay them when you have the opportunity next time.”

"Am I... someone else?" He lowered his head, a look of dejection on his handsome face.

Tang Shijiu's lips moved, but he couldn't bring himself to say "calculate." The hurt and vulnerability on his face made her heart skip a beat, as if he were still that clueless, stupid spittoon who knew nothing about martial arts.

In that instant, Shen Yuntan had returned to normal. He dared not touch her hand again, but stood aside and whispered, "Your master is right. A drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring of gratitude. You saved me on Xiaoyao Mountain Path. I will repay this kindness to you for the rest of my life."

Tang Shijiu turned her face away, her voice a little hoarse: "Whatever."

Shen Yun sighed, "You still have poison in your body that hasn't been cured. I have to... watch you get rid of the poison before I say anything else." Seeing that Tang Shijiu didn't react, he boldly reached out and took her hand.

For the first time, the renowned and feared Shadow Assassin, Shenyin, felt a sense of unease.

Tang Shijiu gently withdrew her hand: "Thank you, I..."

"If you dare refuse, I'll knock you out and carry you away!" Shen Yun was well aware of her stubbornness. He only thought that she had just learned the truth and was still angry. He figured that after some time, he could coax her gently and patiently until she calmed down. He wasn't in a hurry. There was plenty of time. He would patiently coax her until one day he could win Tang Shijiu back.

Anyway... I still have a lifetime ahead of me.

Shen Yun sneered inwardly, thinking, "Let's see who dares to linger around Tang Shijiu again, or I'll show no mercy."