Marty Jianghu

Chapter 164 Tang Xiaorou is seriously ill

Yueyang, the spring breeze blows the face, and everything is updated.

Yueyang was a big city in the Yuan Dynasty, where there were all kinds of restaurants, brothels, schools, martial arts schools and gambling houses. Among them, Shen Dadao of Yuefu is also a strange flower of Yueyang.

That night, Shen Dadao and Tang Xiaorou were like two innocent and playful big children, wandering on the street under the moonlight of Yueyang City.

Tang Xiaorou's pretty face turned red and she was full of sadness. She swayed left and right. Since she learned that Xiong Feng was still alive, she waited for another year. This year, how could Tang Xiaorou be sad?

"From spring to Changmen, the grass is green, and some red plums are broken, and they are not even. The blue cloud cage crushes the jade into dust, leaving a dream and breaking through the spring.

The shadow of flowers presses the heavy door, and the curtain spreads a light moon. It's so dusk. He has been defeated by Dongjun three times in two years, and he is also thinking about this spring. With a little drunken Tang Xiaorou chanted, she suddenly felt extremely sad, and more missing.

Shen Dadao saw that her hairpins were messy, and there was a little melancholy in her delicate appearance, and he praised in his heart, "How many thoughts does this girl hide?"

However, thinking about the generation that grew up in the war, who had no sad experience, he and Tang Yandong were both orphans adopted by the original generation of Langxia Dao. Thinking of this, they couldn't help holding Tang Xiaorou tighter.

The more Tang Xiaorou cried, the more powerful she became.

After only a few steps, Tang Xiaorou staggered and was about to fall down.

Shen Dadao rushed up, grabbed her slippery arm in her sleeve, and helped her stand up.

Tang Xiaorou earned a lot of money and looked at her adoptive father delicately and said, "Don't think I'm drunk. I'm walking faster than usual."

Shen Dadao remembered the game he played after getting drunk with Xiongcheng and Xiongfeng on that day. He pulled out the famous sword that shocked the world, moved slightly, gently waved it, and inserted it on the slate on the ground more than ten steps away. He challenged and said, "Aren't you drunk? Show me the proof. Now go straight over, pull up the sword, and then walk straight back to me.

Tang Xiaorou stared at the trembling handle in front of her with difficulty, nodded for sure, and shouted, "Godfather, let go of me!" Shen Dadao laughed and let go of his hand, and Tang Xiaorou immediately stumbled to the big knife.

The first six or seven steps were okay. When there were still three or four steps to reach the place where the knife was inserted, the beautiful little beauty had deviated from the correct route, swayed to the space on the left side of the knife, and saw that she was about to fall again. Shen Dadao flew to her, hugged her with one hand, pulled back the big knife, flew up, and fell to the right. On the stone steps of the big house, Tang Xiaorou sat down next to the stone lion of the town house in front of the door, and she also sat on the stone steps beside her.

Tang Xiaorou's shoulder twitched and shrugged.

Shen Dadao was not surprised and said softly, "If you have anything on your mind, just say it. Your godfather will listen."

Tang Xiaorou sobbed, "Father, Xiaorou is really not drunk." With that, he leaned sideways on Shen Dadao's shoulder, as if he was asleep or awake.

Shen Dadao said sideways, "Try to tell your adoptive father if you miss someone!" Tang Xiaorou shook her head and just cried silently.

Shen Dadao looked up to the sky and sighed, afraid that she would get cold after drinking. He stretched out his hand to her fragrant shoulders and gently hugged her. At the same time, he urged internal strength, emitted heat, and poured into her body.

Tonight, he decided to invite Tang Xiaorou to drink. It seemed to be on a whim, but in fact, it was very meaningful. It turned out that when he diagnosed Tang Xiaorou's ghost elixir in her body three months ago, he found that her meridians were depressed. This is a long-term depression, but it hides the consequences in his heart. If it can't be guided, and After the combination of the toxicity of Guidan, even if she gets the antidote and Daluo Jinxian, it will not cure her well. Even without Gui Dan, this long-term sadness will make her unable to pass the age of 30. Unexpectedly, this strong-looking beauty has so much sadness hidden in her heart.

So he deliberately attracted her to drink, just to arouse the inner strength of her father's "wine power" in her blood, spit out her mind, and untie the knot of happiness. Of course, if it hadn't been for Tang Xiaorou's trust and implicit affection for him, it would have been useless to give her two more bowls of wine.

Starting from his semi-forced request for Tang Xiaorou to share a bowl of drinking with him, he gradually guided Tang Xiaorou to liberate from his inner cage and spit out the depression in his heart.

Shen Dadao lowered his head to the sobbing Tang Xiaorou and said softly, "Come on, tell your adoptive father, do you like your brother Xiongfeng very much?"

Tang Xiaorou's tears couldn't help but burst out and sobbed, "When I was two years old, my mother was humiliated and died by thieves in the chaos. My father and I depended on each other and sold alcohol for a living, but I knew that my father was very painful. Every time he drank wildly, he cried and called my mother's name. He was very miserable and miserable!"

Shen Dadao's heart trembled. They all saw that Tang Yanfeng had a sad past. It turned out that this was the case. Every time she was drunk, her brothers sang sadly, and the rhyme was desolate. It seemed that they were all singing for her beloved wife who died of humiliation. Xiaorou grew up in such an environment. No wonder she was so worried. Fortunately, she later entered the Xiong family and grew up happily with Xiong Feng and Xiong Bo, but due to the death of the Xiong family, she squeezed out so many tears in the past year.