1273: Chapter 1273: Tea Party (3) 1273: Chapter 1273: Tea Party (3) âYouâre absolutely monstrous, remembering anything you see just once.
Let me tell you, youâre my nightmare.
I thought I was quite clever myself, but youâve made me feel like an idiotâŠâ
âGu Ye?â Wan Yi got worked up as well, âNot only is Seventh Brother frustrated, weâre frustrated too.
Uncle always brings you up, and Sixth Brother even turned you into a target⊠But now, look, youâve been caught along with us, hahaâŠâ
Gu Qingheng didnât know whether to laugh or cry; heâd never expected such a scenario back then.
âYou said you got married?â Wan Quan suddenly remembered what Gu Qingheng had said earlier, âBack thenâŠâ
âWhatever happened back then is in the past.
Iâm Gu Qingheng now, and I have a wife,â Gu Qingheng smiled, âYou can consider Gu Mingyi dead.
Donât call me by that name anymore; thatâs not meâŠâ
Everyone nodded hurriedly; each family had its own set of difficult scriptures, and as they were involved in the Jianghu, they werenât inclined to pry into othersâ secrets.
However, this kind of reminiscing chat alleviated the tension that should have been felt, making it as relaxed as a tea party.
âShouldnât we think about how to get out?â Wan Quan suddenly sighed, âThat monster woman practices an evil technique of absorbing yang to replenish yin.
If we canât escape, weâll end up dried husks⊠I wonder how our parents areâŠâ
âIâm not afraid of dying, but dying this way would be too pathetic,â Wan Yi said with annoyance.
âYeah, I havenât gotten married yet,â Xiaxia also made a bitter face, âIsnât that unfortunate?â
âYou talk as if Iâve gotten married,â Wan Quan glared at Xiaxia, âMy mother had someone introduce me to a beautiful girl, and next month we were supposed to meet⊠Ah, my girlâŠâ
Gu Qingheng frowned as he watched them sigh, but strangely, he didnât feel any sad atmosphere; instead, it felt rather comical.
âIâm the real innocent one here.
I was simply commissioned by the owner of Wanren Villa to come over and repair a few ancient swordsâŠâ Xie Tai also sighed, âIâm the only one at home.
What would my mother do if I died?â If only he hadnât been so stubborn; even if he didnât like it, he could have married and had a child, at least to give his elderly mother some peace.
But now⊠thereâs no medicine for regret in this world.
Song San had been silent all this while, but now he turned his gaze to Gu Qingheng.
Gu Qingheng met his eyes, then smiled faintly, âDonât worry, we wonât die.â He was starting to worry about his wife now, wondering what she was doing and confident that she would come to their rescue.
The others looked at Gu Qingheng in surprise, but noticing that he had lowered his eyelids as if he didnât want to talk anymore, they all shut their mouths.
Yang Ruxin was actually already at the doorstep of the courtyard by then, but since there were guards at the entrance, she couldnât go directly inside and had to wait outside.
Finally, when the people escorting them left, she stepped out from hiding and strutted toward the inside of the courtyard.
âHey, who are you?
Why do you look so unfamiliar?â The gatekeeper hurriedly stopped Yang Ruxin, âItâs not time for a shift change yet.â
Yang Ruxin immediately grinned and with a wave of her hand, a gust of fragrant wind blew by, and the two guards simply sagged against the door frame and sat down on the ground.