Bâtir une dynastie de chansons harmonieuse

Chapitre 53

He placed his hands on her shoulders.

"What happened?" The magnetic voice carried an unprecedented gentleness.

"Huh? Uh..."

Suddenly, all sorts of images flooded my mind—pure, impure, a chaotic jumble… Goodness, I never thought I'd fall for beauty today, losing my head and forgetting everything else!

"This... let me think..."

Li You suppressed a laugh and blinked: "So it turns out Miss Yang has a very bad memory too."

Don't let your mind wander...

Yang Nianqing calmed down, but still felt a surge of anger: "It's like this, I just now..."

Just as I was about to speak of my dream, a voice suddenly came from my left: "What happened?"

Dressed in magnificent robes and crowned with gold, he exuded nobility and elegance, yet also a sense of approachability. His handsome face always wore a smile, as gentle and pure as clear lake water.

Nangong Snow.

Good heavens, why is he out here?!

Yang Nianqing was stunned. Li You had obviously not expected him to come out either, and slowly released his hand from her shoulder.

Upon seeing this "enchanting" scene, Nangong Xue was indeed taken aback: "You..."

His gaze lingered on Yang Nianqing for a moment, then quickly returned to normal, and he naturally looked away from her, his brows relaxing. Under the lamplight, it was impossible to discern his expression.

Yang Nianqing's rich imagination came alive again.

In the dead of night, a man without an outer garment is supporting a disheveled woman, who is wearing the man's clothes... What a sensual and suggestive scene!

God, just let me die already!

She was truly unwilling to accept this! If something had actually happened and been seen, Yang Nianqing would accept it, but the worst thing was being seen even though she hadn't done anything. She wondered what this handsome guy would think! Right now, she felt like her heart was about to jump out of her chest. Ever since she got involved with this guy, the chances of her having bad luck had increased dramatically; all she did was get frightened and bullied!

The two men continued to stare at each other silently.

Yang Nianqing sighed sadly. This handsome Nangong must now misunderstand that she and Li You have some kind of relationship. What's even more tragic is that Li You is a playboy.

Explanation is the only way out.

"Brother Nangong..." Whether from the cold or from guilt, his laughter trembled. "Well, just now we were actually..."

“Brother Li is a gentleman,” Nangong Xue suddenly interrupted her, smiling slightly. “Although his actions were somewhat inappropriate, I trust his character.”

Yang Nianqing was immediately speechless.

A gentleman? Trustworthy? Are you sure you mean this guy? This playboy?

Her long, slender eyes blinked, and finally a cheerful and bright smile appeared on them again.

Thank you.

Her tone was as relaxed and confident as ever, but with an added touch of gratitude; the trust from friends is always comforting. Wouldn't you be sad if even your friends didn't trust you?

Nangong Xue then looked at Yang Nianqing.

Her eyes were like stars, bright yet gentle, tinged with melancholy, loneliness, and something else... complex...

It's hard to understand.

It's hard to believe that someone with a smile as pure as lake water could have such eyes. Yet, that complex gaze seemed to pierce through her, reaching straight into her heart.

Yang Nianqing stared at him blankly.

After a while.

"It's getting late, go to sleep early."

After saying that, he smiled slightly, turned around, and went back to his room.

After this embarrassing incident, Yang Nianqing's "dream interpretation" plan was put on hold, and she ultimately didn't reveal it.

I'll be acting opposite Xiao Tang, and I'd like to update more often, but revising is really tiring.

Li You seems like the male lead? But there might be problems with volume four, sigh.

Volume Three: What is Genius?

Little Stone Street.

This street wasn't a main street, so it was rather deserted, just like its name suggests—unremarkable. However, for someone like Lin Xing, it was still easy for people to find out where he lived.

The gate to the courtyard is not large or conspicuous, but the surrounding environment looks very quiet, which is perfect for living.

The servant who opened the door looked at the group with a puzzled expression: "Who are you...?"

In the hall, the servants served tea and stood respectfully to one side.

Several paintings and calligraphies hung on the wall, unsigned, presumably created for the owner's amusement. It seemed Lin Xing was quite accomplished; no wonder he was so close to Tang Jingfeng. The paintings were all rather nice, but the calligraphy was a bit thin and lacked strength, though it was elegant enough, suggesting he was a meticulous person.

A faint, sweet fragrance wafted in the air, very pleasant, yet its origin was unclear.

What kind of fragrance is this?

As Yang Nianqing was wondering, someone came out.

With delicate features and a gentle expression, it was indeed Lin Xing. However, today he was not wearing purple clothes, but a light blue robe, which made his fair face appear even more refined.

After exchanging pleasantries, everyone got straight to the point and explained their purpose.

Upon hearing that it wasn't someone sent by Tang Keyou, Lin Xing finally breathed a long sigh of relief: "Speaking of this case, it's truly pitiful how many lives were lost; it's truly lamentable. However, I..."

He paused, then frowned and said, "Even though Lord Tang came that day, he only talked about wine and chess, and didn't say anything to me."

Everyone fell silent.

Yang Nianqing probed, "Think again, in the period before he disappeared, did he say anything special, mention anyone, or do anything special?"

Lin Xing shook his head.

He turned out to be someone who shook his head and knew nothing when asked.

Yang Nianqing was discouraged.

Nangong Xue suddenly smiled and said, "It is said that Lord Tang and his wife have been having some disagreements in recent years. I wonder if Young Master Lin has heard of this?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xing looked somewhat embarrassed and mumbled, "I should...have heard of some."

Li You asked, "Does Young Master Lin know the inside story?"

When other people's family affairs were brought up, Lin Xing felt a little uncomfortable. After a while, he forced a smile and said, "How could I, an outsider, know about the affairs of the couple?"

The group looked at each other.

He Bi stood up, cupped his hands in thanks, and said, "Thank you."

Lin Xing also stood up, looking apologetic: "I really can't help you, I'm very sorry."

"Please forgive our intrusion," Nangong Xue said with a smile. "If Young Master Lin remembers anything, he may come to Tangjiabao to find us. We will certainly not make things difficult for you."

Lin Xing nodded and saw them out.

“He’s lying,” Yang Nianqing said with certainty as she walked. “Look at his eyes and the way he hesitates. He clearly knows, but he doesn’t want to tell us.”

No one answered.

"If Lord Tang's death really had nothing to do with him, why does Tang Keyou keep causing him trouble?" She shook her head, very unwilling. "Are we just going to go back like this?"

Li You finally spoke: "Miss Yang, what do you suggest we do?"

"Go and talk to him properly. He might be afraid of causing trouble if he speaks out, or perhaps he's afraid of Tang Keyou."

Nangong Xue smiled and said, "If he really has made up his mind not to say anything, it won't matter how many times you try to find him."

Yang Nianqing thought for a moment and nodded: "It seems that he and Madam Ye have some kind of relationship."

Everyone immediately stopped in their tracks.

She then told them what she had learned from Tang Kesi: "Since Madam Ye dislikes him and forbids her children from getting close to him, why doesn't she allow others to make things difficult for him?"

After a long silence.

Nangong Xue nodded and said, "He is indeed somewhat suspicious. He is probably an important figure. If everything really has nothing to do with him, he would have no reason to lie and hide it."

Yang Nianqing rubbed her nose: "Yes, it must be related to him."

Li You suddenly turned his head and carefully examined her for a long time, his long eyebrows slowly furrowing.

"What are you doing? Where are you going?" she cried out as she struggled.

Li You didn't say a word, but just kept dragging her forward quickly.

She got angry: "Where exactly are you taking me?"

"Looking for someone."

"Who should I look for?"

"arrive."

Yang Nianqing was puzzled, but when she looked up, she saw that yellowish-brown shadow.

He was still tending to the flowers.

Li You remained silent and did not rush over.

"What are you doing now?" Qiu Bailu spoke first in a calm voice, a hint of headache showing on her usually composed face. Yang Nianqing found it extremely amusing.

However, before she could react, she was thrown in front of him.

"Look at her."

Qiu Bailu glanced at it only once, then her face darkened even more: "Minor typhoid fever."

Yang Nianqing finally understood.

He brought me here to see a doctor! I woke up this morning with a stuffy nose and dizziness. I guess I caught a cold from standing at the door all night. Judging from Qiu Bailu's complexion, it must be because she was angry that such a minor typhoid fever had bothered the great doctor.

Li You coughed and said, "I just feel more at ease knowing that a great doctor like you can treat minor typhoid fever."

Upon hearing this, Qiu Bailu's expression indeed improved somewhat, but she still looked at him indifferently and said, "Using a sledgehammer to crack a nut, aren't you afraid that I'll find it too lenient and end up treating more than I need?"

Yang Nianqing immediately shuddered and gently tugged at Li You: "Never mind, never mind, we can just go outside and get some medicine. No need to trouble Brother Qiu."