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Only after Wanyan Kang disappeared from sight did Bao Xiruo begin to secretly observe the scholar-dressed man before her.
She suddenly realized that what Chu Yang said might be true.
The Zhao Prince's Mansion is now a melting pot of all sorts of people, a gathering place for many martial arts practitioners. Perhaps someone really did take his friend away...
But why would such a powerful expert befriend a beggar?
Bao Xiruo frowned, unable to understand it at all.
She didn't notice that Yang Tiexin was still staring at her intently.
Chu Yang glanced at Yang Tiexin and shook his head inwardly. This guy seemed to be out of his mind. His wife, whom he had lost for eighteen years, was right in front of him, yet he didn't say a word.
He originally thought that Yang Tiexin would recognize his wife immediately, but it seemed that the guy was a bit inferior and didn't dare to go up and acknowledge her.
"Your spirit is far inferior to that of Wanyan Honglie. It's only thanks to Bao Xiruo's loyalty and righteousness that she would have dumped you long ago."
Chu Yang sighed helplessly.
Mu Nianci noticed Yang Tiexin's unusual behavior.
She was almost certain that there was some kind of relationship between the two.
Seeing her father's timid demeanor, Mu Nianci had no choice but to muster her courage and walk up to Bao Xiruo to ask, "Are you the Princess Consort?"
Bao Xiruo looked at the little girl in front of her who had pulled her out of the sedan chair and nodded.
Mu Nianci then said, "My father seems to know you."
Bao Xiruo asked in confusion, "Who is your father?"
Mu Nianci pointed to Yang Tiexin not far away, and Bao Xiruo looked in the direction she was pointing.
A middle-aged man with a sorrowful and weathered face came into view. Bao Xiruo looked at him for a while, then shook her head. "I don't know your father. You must have mistaken him for someone else."
The voice was soft, but it sounded like a thunderclap to Yang Tiexin's ears, and everything in front of him seemed to be spinning.
Mu Nianci was caught off guard by this answer and was at a loss for what to do.
Chu Yang couldn't stand it any longer, so he walked straight up to Bao Xiruo and said, "That man's surname is Yang, and his given name is Tiexin. You should know him."
Upon hearing the name Yang Tiexin, Bao Xiruo's body trembled violently!
She turned to look at the completely unfamiliar middle-aged man. His face was very different from the Yang Tiexin she remembered; in fact, it was almost unrelated.
"Impossible, Brother Tie is long dead..."
When she recalled her husband, Bao Xiruo became very emotional, and her voice was resolute, because for the past eighteen years, she had always believed this.
Yang Tiexin is dead!
However, Chu Yang only asked one more question, which directly shattered her psychological defenses.
"You say Yang Tiexin is dead, but have you ever seen Yang Tiexin's body?"
The words, spoken softly, struck Bao Xiruo like a thunderclap from a clear sky.
"I haven't seen Brother Tie's body, but..."
Bao Xiruo couldn't continue speaking at this point. She slowly raised her head and looked at the middle-aged man.
At this moment, Yang Tiexin was also gazing at her affectionately.
After Chu Yang unexpectedly broke through that barrier, he stopped dodging.
Although one's appearance may change due to the years and hardships.
But the look in your eyes when you love someone will never change.
Feeling Yang Tiexin's gaze, Bao Xiruo's heart was completely shaken. She asked in a trembling voice, "Are you really Brother Tie?"
Yang Tiexin struggled to stand up, but his body wouldn't obey him.
Upon seeing this, Mu Nianci quickly went to her father's side and helped him up.
Yang Tiexin took a few deep breaths and said, "Nianci, help me pick up the gun."
Mu Nianci obediently picked up the gun and handed it to her father.
The spear, which he usually wielded with ease, became incredibly heavy in Yang Tiexin's hands due to excessive blood loss.
He wanted to use the Yang family spear technique, but after just one initial stance, the entire spear slipped from his hand and crashed to the ground with a thud. Yang Tiexin felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, dizziness, and he couldn't even stand up.
Mu Nianci quickly stepped forward to support him.
Seeing this, Bao Xiruo felt inexplicably sorry for him, and a worried look appeared on her face.
Chu Yang knew that Yang Tiexin had suffered such serious injuries because of his previous battle with Lingzhi Shangren and Liang Ziweng.
Liang Ziweng's martial arts skills were not weak. At least before he learned the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, even Guo Jing and Huang Rong combined could not defeat him. Lingzhi Shangren's strength was even greater than Liang Ziweng's.
The fact that Yang Tiexin has managed to hold out against these two people until now is already a testament to his unleashed potential.
Chu Yang walked to Yang Tiexin's side, placed his hand on the other's shoulder, and then channeled some life energy into the other's body.
Having served as a "support" role in many worlds, Chu Yang was very familiar with this task.
As a warm current flowed into his body, Yang Tiexin's pain was instantly relieved by more than half, and his expression also relaxed a lot.
A few seconds later, Yang Tiexin's condition immediately improved, and his pale face gradually regained its color, indicating that the blood and energy he had lost had been replenished.
Although the symptoms of the lingering ailment from before are still present, he is much more energetic, even better than before the injury.
Mu Nianci watched as her father's face gradually improved, and she was so excited that she couldn't speak.
Feeling completely refreshed, Yang Tiexin looked at Chu Yang with a complicated expression. This young scholar in front of him could not only tell his identity in one breath, but also had mysterious methods. He could not possibly be an ordinary person!
A fleeting thought crossed Yang Tiexin's mind. He clasped his hands in gratitude towards Chu Yang and said, "Thank you so much for saving my life, sir. I, Yang Tiexin, will never forget your kindness. May I ask your name, sir?"
"Chu Yang." After replying, Chu Yang reminded him, "You still have things to do."
"Mr. Chu, please wait a moment. I will come to speak with you again after I have fulfilled my wish." With that, Yang Tiexin picked up his spear and walked towards Bao Xiruo.
A cold wind howled.
Yang Tiexin looked at Bao Xiruo with deep affection, then began to wield the Yang family spear, his moves wide and sweeping, possessing the imposing aura of a thousand armies.
This set of marksmanship was so familiar to Bao Xiruo.
Eighteen years ago, she saw her husband wielding the same gun technique almost every day.
A flood of memories overwhelmed Bao Xiruo, and she could no longer hold back her tears, which streamed down her face.
She could finally confirm that the middle-aged man in front of her, who seemed like a stranger to her, was the husband she had been longing for day and night—Yang Tiexin!
"Brother Tie!!!"
The soft, sweet voice, now tinged with tears, echoed in Yang Tiexin's ears, making him unable to hold the spear in his hand any longer.
The two, reunited after a long separation, embraced tightly and shared their experiences over the years.
The scene was touching, but it still made Chu Yang feel a little awkward. He touched his nose, turned his head, and saw Mu Nianci staring at him in a daze.
The scene was so impactful that it stunned the child, especially since the person embracing her father was the princess.
Chu Yang thought the girl was quite cute and couldn't resist teasing her. So, in a critical tone, he shook his head and said, "Senior Yang is indeed a man of passion. He just hugged her without hesitation, and it was someone else's wife! I admire you!"
Mu Nianci immediately glared at Chu Yang, then realizing it was inappropriate, she quickly adopted a gentle expression and said in a low voice, "Mr. Chu, please don't tease my father. You know my father's real name, so you should also know the reason behind this..."
At this point, Mu Nianci suddenly realized that Chu Yang had deliberately teased her, and her face immediately turned red.
Chu Yang clicked his tongue in amazement, "In just a few breaths, Miss Mu changed four or five expressions. If she were to go into opera, she would definitely be a famous star."
Mu Nianci's face immediately flushed red, and her ears and neck also turned bright red.
Chu Yang smiled knowingly. The girl in red in front of him was really cute, just like Xiao Huang, who sometimes made the same expression.
Cute, silly, and a little arrogant...
not good.
Chu Yang's expression changed drastically, as if facing a formidable enemy. He immediately sat up straight, repeatedly muttering to himself, "I'm straight, I like mature women, I like lolis, I like JK (high school girl) uniforms, I like black stockings..."
Mu Nianci looked blankly at Chu Yang, completely unable to understand what he was saying, but she had a feeling that this Mr. Chu seemed to be in a hurry.
After muttering to himself for a while, Chu Yang glanced at Mu Nianci's beautiful face and incredibly long legs.
Just about to move.
very good!
Chu Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief!
On the other side, Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo, having finished pouring out their hearts to each other, walked over, supporting each other.
Yang Tiexin clasped his hands and said, "My wife and I are able to recognize each other today entirely thanks to Mr. Chu. If Mr. Chu ever needs anything in the future, I will do my utmost to help you."
Chu Yang smiled and waved his hand, "No need for that."
After exchanging a few words, Yang Tiexin hesitated several times before finally asking, "I know Mr. Chu is very capable, but I am still very curious about how Mr. Chu knows my real name."
Chu Yang clicked his tongue, thinking to himself that this person was really clueless, still asking so many questions about his savior. In terms of character, Wanyan Honglie was indeed better than him.
Chu Yang stretched out his hand, his fingers moving so fast they left afterimages, leaving the other three dazzled.
"My family has a long tradition of fortune telling."
Chu Yang's fortune-telling techniques looked very professional; at least Yang Tiexin couldn't see any flaws. He immediately showed an expression of admiration and nodded, saying, "Mr. Chu truly comes from a family with a long tradition of fortune-telling..."