Chapter 69: Don't mention this person in front of me again.
Chapter 69: Don't mention this person in front of me again.
Early in the morning, Tang Ziyi was having his meal in his room when suddenly, a figure strode in from outside without any politeness, sat down opposite him, and took away the green bean cake in front of him.
His young page, Qingfeng, who was serving him meals, was very perceptive. He turned around, took a set of tableware, placed it in front of the visitor, and then retreated with another page, Liushui.
Tang Ziyi smiled, and his face, which still looked somewhat sickly, appeared radiant with joy.
He stood up and personally ladled a bowl of green rice porridge and placed it in front of the visitor.
Seemingly pleased with his understanding, the visitor, while eating bean cake, pulled a book from his pocket and tossed it directly into his arms.
Curious, he picked up the book in his arms and looked at it. He saw the words "Gouwen Juejing Jing" written on the cover.
The ink on the book seemed not yet completely dry, emitting a faint, pleasant scent. His eyes darkened, and he asked in a hoarse voice, puzzled:
"what is this?"
“I’m leaving Jiangyou tomorrow. Continue taking the medicine I prescribed. Starting next month, you can try practicing the martial arts in this manual. Although it’s a bit late to start now, if you’re willing to work hard, once you reach the fourth level, most masters won’t be your match.”
Tang Ziyi's breath hitched, and his eyes widened slightly. Seeing his suspicions confirmed, he couldn't contain his excitement, gripped the manual tightly, and stood up.
"Miss Fei, I can practice martial arts? Why have I never heard of this kind of martial art before?"
"It's normal that you haven't heard of it. This was written specifically for you based on your constitution. You're not like me, with all your meridians severed and your dantian destroyed. As long as you take proper care of your weak constitution, you can naturally practice martial arts."
The guest sitting opposite Tang Ziyi was Fei Xi. She scooped up a bowl of green rice porridge, took a small sip, and couldn't help but click her tongue in admiration. The food at Tang Family Fort was already quite good, but the cook in Tang Ziyi's small kitchen was truly exceptional.
She had stayed up for several nights to write this manual, and she still had to go out with her junior sister to buy local specialties later. She would eat some of his food as a way of collecting interest.
Hearing that there was no more movement from the other side, she looked up while biting her spoon, only to see that the person opposite her was as pale as paper, with a smile that seemed to be both sad and happy. His gaze was unfocused, as if he didn't know where he was looking, and he seemed to have lost his soul.
"What happened yesterday is like a flower in a mirror or the moon's reflection in water. If you can't even see through this, I'll reconsider your proposed cooperation."
Upon hearing this, Tang Ziyi snapped out of his daze, seemingly stunned by her merciless words. He gave a wry smile and silently sat back down.
Before he could say anything, Fei Xi gave him a strange look and continued:
"You don't want me to comfort you, do you? You're probably thinking, 'You're in such a terrible state, and I'm still being so rude to you. I'm telling you, if you're still clinging to this childish mentality of someone protecting you, you might as well be a good boy and go cry to Lord Tang. No matter how powerful your enemy is, Lord Tang still has the ability to protect you."
These sarcastic words were like a sharp sword, piercing Tang Ziyi's heart. However, he showed no anger whatsoever; instead, his expression returned to normal.
He calmed down completely, looked at Fei Xi seriously, and asked:
"Miss Fei, is your decision to have me practice this martial art related to resolving the Kunke within me?"
With her eyelids slightly closed, Fei Xi rested her chin on her hand, stared at Tang Ziyi for a few seconds, then took out a small bottle from her bosom and handed it to him:
"Yes, you guessed right. Take one pill of this medicine every month. Unless you make a move, no one will know you have martial arts skills. We'll meet again at next year's martial arts tournament."
Tang Ziyi took the small bottle. His heart was churning with emotions, but he dared not show it on his face.
He glanced furtively at the woman opposite him, his expression unreadable. She seemed to be in a hurry, eating very quickly, but her movements were not rude; instead, they exuded an elegant rhythm.
Such a strange person, it's hard to even describe them...
He knew that some geniuses in the world were born extraordinary, like his younger brother. But he had never heard of anyone who could write a martial arts manual tailored to someone's needs in just a few days. Moreover, the medicine she gave him that could conceal a person's martial arts skills had never appeared in the martial arts world before.
When he heard her say she didn't want to cooperate, his heart skipped a beat, and a feeling of tension instantly welled up inside him. But when he heard her scolding him afterward, he suddenly relaxed.
He knew that if she truly intended to give up on him, she wouldn't have gone to such lengths to remind him. Besides, she was absolutely right; he had genuinely wanted to hear her comfort.
But... he lowered his head, a bitter smile on his lips, knowing he would have to wait until next year to see him again.
Looking up again, the bowl of porridge across from me was empty.
"I'm done, thank you for your hospitality." Fei Xi put down her spoon, politely thanked them, then her expression suddenly changed. She stood up angrily, pointed at Tang Ziyi, and shouted:
"You, the eldest son of the Tang family, why do you have to humiliate me like this? You...you've really gone too far!"
After saying that, she covered her face, turned around and ran out, leaving Tang Ziyi standing there stunned for a long time before she came to her senses.
Qingfeng and Liushui quickly entered the house. Qingfeng glanced at the eldest young master, who had a cold face.
Having served the eldest young master for many years, he had never seen the eldest young master so angry.
"Young Master, I saw Physician Fei run out crying. Should I prepare anything..."
"What are you planning to prepare?" Tang Ziyi coldly interrupted the pageboy. "Don't mention this person in front of me again!"
At the side gate of Tangjiabao, Mu Qingfeng was holding onto her senior brother Ji's arm, counting the things they needed to buy later.
Turning around, she saw her senior sister walking towards her with red eyes and a calm expression.
"Hey, Senior Sister, what's wrong? Did that young master of the Tang family bully you?"
"It's alright, let's go." Fei Xi gently shook her head, took her junior sister's hand, and prepared to leave.
Before she could even step out of the door, a gentle voice came from behind her:
"Xiao Xi, let me go with you."
"Brother Yi, Lord Cui? You're back!"
She turned around and saw Tang Huaiyi and Cui Chou walking towards the three of them with two subordinates.
Upon hearing the way the two addressed each other, Cui Chou's gaze swept back and forth between them.
"Yes, things have been taken care of. Are you leaving tomorrow? Before you go, let me do my part as your host."
Tang Huaiyi approached the three people, and as soon as he got close, he saw a pair of eyes that were slightly red, as if they had been wronged. His expression hardened, and his gentle gaze narrowed slightly.
"Hmm? What's wrong with you? Did someone in Tangjiabao speak rudely to you?"
Fei Xi had never seen Tang Huaiyi again since that day when they were admiring the magnolias in the attic and Tang Huaiyi said those strange things.
Now, seeing him again, and looking up at him, his gaze was still as warm as ever. Fei Xi's heart stirred, and the repulsion she had felt before vanished.
"...It's nothing, I just accidentally got some sand in my eyes. Thank you, Brother Yi, I haven't really explored Jiangyou properly yet."
She gave Tang Huaiyi a sweet smile, then turned away, her smile fading, and asked, puzzled:
"Lord Cui, now that the matter has been settled, don't you need to immediately set off back to the capital to report?"
Cui Chou sneered and replied, "Where I go is none of your business, little girl. Do you even know where your master, Wei Jiucheng, is right now?"
"Lord Cui, what do you mean by this?"
Cui Chou chuckled, offered no reply, and left with his two subordinates.
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