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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?"

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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 heartbroken. (10)

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 stood up, flicked his clothes, and said, "Let's go back."

It seems he didn't listen at all! At this point, Yang Nianqing knew that saying anything was useless, so she had no choice but to stand up as well. In the distance, a carriage was slowly approaching.

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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 to 67 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?" 18

"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!"

...

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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.

After unraveling the secret of the Tang family's painting, the possibility that Madam Ye was the murderer was indeed very high; now, the only worry was the lack of evidence. But to her utter surprise, more scandalous news about Madam Ye had surfaced!

But that person definitely shouldn't be Lin Xing. If Madam Ye really had a secret affair with him, why would she kill him? Even if she wanted to silence him, she should have done it before everyone arrived at Tang Family Fortress. Wouldn't that have been cleaner?

But if it wasn't Lin Xing, then who was it? And who killed Lin Xing? This case is getting more and more unpredictable...

Let's go and discuss it with He Bi and the others first.

Yang Nianqing looked at her arm with a sense of frustration. She had gone out for a trip and ended up with an injury. Fortunately, it was just a minor scratch. She usually didn't like to use medicine for these kinds of minor injuries, especially since the ointment here was all dark and unsightly, and easy to spot.

A sorrowful sigh.

In a daze, it seemed as if a dark shadow silently swept past overhead.

At the same time, Yang Nianqing suddenly shivered, immediately looked up, and nervously and fearfully looked around. Only after confirming that there was nothing there did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Are you seeing things?

She touched her chest; her heart was still pounding. A vague sense of unease crept in. Remembering the assassination attempt, a wave of fear washed over her, and she quickly walked towards the courtyard.

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"Has Miss Yang finally decided to come back?"

Unfortunately, Yang Nianqing was very unlucky. As soon as she stepped into the room, she heard a voice that was so magnetic that she knew who it was without even having to think.

Just what I feared most happened! She immediately hid her right hand behind her back.

Dressed in snow-white, Li You indeed sat in a chair, watching her with great interest.

If he knew, he would definitely make sarcastic remarks again.

Yang Nianqing took a deep breath, pretended to be calm, walked to the table, picked up her tea and took a sip, and asked him first, "Where have you all been today? You haven't even taken care of the important business!"

Li You simply looked at her without answering.

Does he know or not?

Yang Nianqing felt guilty: "What are you looking at?"

Li You scrutinized her for a long time, a thoughtful expression gradually appearing on his handsome face: "Why do I feel that some people are afraid?"

My hand trembled.

Did he already know about my outing with Tang Keyou and was deliberately testing me? It was just hanging out with friends, was it really necessary to act like this? Of course, he just didn't tell you beforehand…

"What...am I afraid of!" His confidence was ultimately somewhat lacking.

A mischievous glint flashed in his long, bright eyes: "Of course Miss Yang isn't afraid. Only those who have done something wrong are afraid."

Yang Nianqing couldn't help but sneer, angrily saying, "You did this on purpose! Stop pretending with me, just say what you want to say, who did the wrong thing, explain yourself!"

Li You touched his ear and smiled wryly: "It's been a long time since I've experienced your lion's roar, young lady, it seems to have improved a lot."

Yang Nianqing pouted, then muttered, "I just... I just went out for a trip, what's the big deal..."

"come over."

She was stunned: "Huh?"

Li You sighed: "Come here."

Her voice was as magnetic as ever, without a trace of anger, incredibly gentle yet not excessive, exactly the kind of voice girls love, like a warm spring breeze or a gently flowing stream.

Unfortunately, upon hearing the excellent sound effects, Yang Nianqing not only didn't go over, but instead trembled and reflexively took two steps back: "What, what are you doing?"

Li You looked at her with amusement: "Afraid to come over? Afraid of me?"

Yang Nianqing immediately glared at him: "Who's afraid of you?"

"Then why don't you dare come over?"

"Uh, who's afraid..." She was incredibly frustrated inside, but on the surface she pretended to be nonchalant and forced herself to walk up to him. "Come on, come on, what's the big deal..."

Before she could finish speaking, she had already fallen into his arms.

She was startled: "You..."

What is he trying to do? Last time, Tang Keyou only hugged him, and he kissed him. This time, the intimate contact is even more serious. Oh no... it's not pure!

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The facts soon proved that she was indeed not pure—Li You quickly grabbed her right hand, rolled up her sleeve, and the scars on her forearm were immediately revealed.

His long eyebrows slowly furrowed.

After a while.

He suddenly pushed her away, stood up, and walked quickly out the door without saying a word.

Yang Nianqing remained silent as she watched his retreating figure.

Is he angry? He went out with Tang Keyou without saying a word, and didn't ask anyone to tell her. He must have been worried the whole time. Now that he's come back like this, if it were me, I'd probably be angry too.

"Forget it!" she couldn't help but glare at the door, saying pettily, "What a narrow-minded man! He just went out for a stroll, and he throws a tantrum without even listening to explanations, getting jealous for no reason!"

A wave of resentment washed over her, and the pain in her hand seemed to lessen. This time he seemed genuinely angry; she'd never seen him so serious before…