Love is More than a Word, Chapter 70: New enemy, Old Regret (7)...

Love is More than a Word《识汝不识丁》Shi Nu Bu Shi Ding
Love is More than a Word, Chapter 70: New enemy, Old Regret (7)...

“Do you want revenge?” he blurted out.

Revenge?

Tao Mo's body shook

It's like going back to the moment his father died and he was filled with hate. From murder and arson, to going to the capital to report to the emperor. All sorts of ways and means have haunted him his whole life. As if he couldn't live without thinking about it.

If Lao Tao hadn't woken him up with a slap, reminding him of his father's last words and regrets, maybe he would have acted on them.

Revenge!

Tao Mo's hand clutched the blanket tightly, veins bulging on his back. Even though he didn't want to admit it, there was still a corner in his heart where he wished he could avenge his death, where Tao Mo was gnawing on revenge and cut Huang Guangde's flash day and night, wishing day and night to crush him to dust. This is a corner that he is still reluctant to touch, not even daring to think about.


Now Yiyu's question had reopened a corner he had buried deep and brought up anger and hatred he had thought he had forgotten.

“I can help you.” Yiyu handed him the bundle on his lap.

Tao Mo raised his head, his red eyes glowing with a different, colder hue than usual.

Yiyu said: “Actually, the reason I redeemed myself from the Qunxiang House, was to escape. Wan Feng died for me. The person Huang Guangde really wants to kill, is me!”

Tao Mo's breath caught.

“It was an accident to meet you at the Liang Mansion.” Yiyu stared at his fingers, his voice as low as if he were talking to himself, “The Liang Mansion's manager and I had some friends. I was just going to have a wedding drink and then find a remote place to stay for the rest of my life. Who would have thought, I would have met you.”

His back was leaning against the chair and he looked limp, completely lacking the elegance that Young Master Yiyu had at the Qunxiang House. However, neither of the two people present noticed it.

“I didn't want to see you face to face after what I did to you. But it's funny, when you're pushed to the end, you don't care about your face.” Yiyu's fingers were clenching his thighs, “I didn't think Huang Guangde would even spare Wan Feng. But that's good, because the crazier he gets, the more important it is.” He lifted his wrist, shook it, then lowered it and whispered, “You, ahem, you open it.”

Tao Mo was dizzy, so he shivered and untied the bundle to reveal a sandalwood casket. When he saw that Yiyu did not stop him, he gently removed the bolt from the casket and flipped open the lid.

In the casket was a piece of dark red brocade and wrapped in the brocade was a red and smooth jade horse.

“It's...”

“I got it in Huang Guangde's study.” Yiyu raised his head a little. From Tao Mo's point of view, only his forehead is visible. “He drank too much and showed it off. He said it was a rare treasure for the court to see. When he fell asleep, I helped him back to his room and put it in my arms by some miracle. When he regained consciousness, it had been brought back to the Qunxiang House.” Here he said, coughing violently.




Tao Mo said, “Stop talking and take a break.”

Yiyu waved his hand as he coughed, as if he was afraid that if he missed this time he wouldn't have the chance to speak again, “I can see, cough, that Huang Guangde cares a lot about this horse and he will definitely pursue it. And sure enough, the next evening, he was, he was talking about the horse in a roundabout way. I was panicked and remorseful, how could I admit it? All I could say was that I'd never touched it. He had some affection for me and, well, he was skeptical but he didn't force me. Later, I, I inquired about the history of the horse and I learned that this red jade was only used as a tribute... I don't know how Huang Guangde got it, cough, not in a very honorable way. The more I thought about it, the more scared I became and the more impatient Huang Guangde became and finally, I had to [cough]... and bribe Zhang to buy myself and Peng Xiang's freedom. And then... You know what happened.”

He spoke no more than a hundred words but Tao Mo was thrilled to hear it.

He's seen Huang Guangde's methods before. Consider what happened to his father and Wan Feng and you'll see how ruthless Huang Guangde is. He actually let Yiyu off the hook, even though he suspected him and let him slip out, whether it was Huang Guangde's true feelings or Yiyu's luck.

“This horse...” might be the one to bring down Huang Guangde, the best, cough, the best chance... Cough, cough, cough...” Yiyu coughed violently.

Tao Mo tried to call out but he grabbed his hand sharply.” Put that stuff away first!”

Tao Mo was shocked, seeing his pupils dilated and seemingly supported by his will and then remembered that he seemed to have kept his head down.

“Put it away.” Yiyu's five fingers are tight.

Tao Mo ate the pain, putting things away without saying a word, “Put it away.”

Yiyu nodded, “Call, Peng Xiang in for me.”

Tao Mo shouted Peng Xiang's name.

Peng Xiang walked in shortly after, apparently guarding the door the whole time.

He wondered if it's an illusion. Tao Mo felt that Peng Xiang was looking at him with deep hostility.

“Help me back.” Yiyu raised his hand.

Peng Xiang didn't move right away but looked around at Tao Mo's bed first.

“Peng Xiang." Yiyu's breath quickened.

Peng Xiang helped him stand up without saying a word.

Even the heavy makeup couldn't cover up Yiyu's pallor, so Tao Mo wanted to lift the covers and stand up but Yiyu stopped him and said, “Don't see me off. You, just remember to come visit me sometime.”

“Okay.” With that look on his face, Tao Mo couldn't say no any more. He lifted his hand and gently shook Yiyu's, “When I'm better, I'll come visit you.”

“Yeah.” Yiyu smiled, “I like dates.”

Even though Tao Mo thought it was a bit odd that it came out that way, he went on, “I'll bring it to you on my next visit.”

“Yeah.”

Yiyu closed his eyes, let Peng Xiang hold his hand and stepped out.

“Yiyu!" shouted Tao Mo off the top of his lungs.

Yiyu stopped but didn't look back.

Tao Mo didn't know why he called out to him but just looking at his back, he suddenly wanted to keep him.” I'll, when I'm ready, I'll come see you.”

“Yeah.”




Like sighs, like promises, they float on the wind that welcomes the door.

After Yiyu left, Tao Mo felt uneasy but he couldn't say what it was. When his dizzy mind cleared up, he pulled out the wooden box and the red jade horse stuck in his eye like a needle.

If this is really a palace artifact, does that mean Huang Guangde is in league with the palace? Or is it a gift from the Emperor?

Tao Mo was holding the box, feeling a heavy weight in his hands and heart.

The breeze sent a chill down his spine.

Tao Mo's shoulders trembled and he looked towards the door, just in time to see Gu-She's back as he closed the door.

“Gu... You're here?”

Gu-She silently walked to the bed and gently placed his hand on his forehead.

Tao Mo's face flushes red and his hands grip the box nervously.

“Rest more, so the illness doesn't recur.” Gu-She released his hand, turned his head to look at the chair by the bed, hesitated and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Tao Mo cringed, in case there wasn't enough room for him to sit.” Gu...” One word and he saw Gu-She's cold gaze sweeping over and he swallowed the words “Young Master" and turned them into, “Xianzhi.”

Gu-She lifted the corners of his mouth approvingly.

“You, want some tea?” Tao Mo then remembered that Hao Guozi and Lao Tao were not there and immediately prepared to jump out of bed but Gu-She held him down.

“Do you have any good tea here?”

Tao Mo smiled awkwardly, “Or some of that.”

Gu-She set his eyes on the box in his hand.

Tao Mo hesitated, confessing, “Yiyu gave me this, he said he took it from Huang Guangde's study.”

“Stealing?” In the meantime, “Gu-She said.

Tao Mo then felt something was wrong, his already tense emotions were getting more and more difficult to let go, “He, he, it was just a quick, quick hand...”

Gu-She didn't answer, reaching for the horse in the casket, “Tribute.”

“Yiyu also said it's a tribute. He also said it would bring down Huang Guangde.” When Tao Mo saw that Gu-She was silent, thinking that Yiyu was imagining things, he was disappointed, “Maybe the Emperor gave it to Huang Guangde.”

“Scabies...”

“Huh?”

Gu-She faintly said, “I heard that the Emperor had scalding scabies when he was young.”




Tao Mo was dumbfounded and it took a few moments for him to respond, “This really is an imperial gift from the Emperor?”

“The Emperor's would have inflictions on his head, which are scabies.” Gu-She said, “If I'm not mistaken, this was given to the Prince of Lingyang by the late Emperor.” He said if he was right but his tone was very firm.





~ Love is More than A Word ~



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