Chapter 599

Seeing Nangong Ling smiled lightly, then led the thin horse back home.

Arriving at his own little courtyard, he had just tied up the horse when he heard movement in the neighboring little courtyard.

"Miss, this courtyard is the old residence of the retired official Zhang Da — ten taels of silver, not expensive."

That voice belonged to Old Lady Cai, who sold cold tea one street over.

Seeing Nangong Ling and she were at most nodding acquaintances.

He understood in his heart that the neighboring little courtyard was probably going to be rented out today.

But all this had nothing to do with him.

After tying up the horse, he paid no more attention to next door and walked into his room instead.

Qiu Lingsu had by now been given the Divine-Grade Beauty-Preserving Pill by him; the looks destroyed by Shi Guanyin had long since recovered, and were even better than before.

Looking at the beauty before him, Seeing Nangong Ling's heart flared with desire, and he stepped forward.

Another bout of humiliation.

The next day, still at the old spot outside the city gate, Jiang Asheng arrived once more.

This time he was rather thoughtful, and actually brought Seeing Nangong Ling a portion of tofu skin.

Seeing Nangong Ling expressed his thanks, grumbled inwardly, yet ate it with a smiling face.

By afternoon, the weather suddenly changed, and Jiang Asheng suddenly said to Seeing Nangong Ling,

"Lin Shiyin, could you do me a favor and watch my horse for me? I have an urgent matter and need to go back."

"Is it clothes you've hung out to dry at home?"

Seeing Nangong Ling teased.

"Mm!"

A grown man, and at this moment his face actually turned red.

After Seeing Nangong Ling agreed, he dashed into the city at top speed.

Thereafter, whenever the wind blew or the rain fell, this Jiang Asheng would leave his horse with Seeing Nangong Ling and rush into the city himself.

Half a month later, Jiang Asheng suddenly told Seeing Nangong Ling,

"Lin Shiyin, I'm getting married tomorrow. Would you care to come for a cup of wine and celebrate?"

"Mm?"

Seeing Nangong Ling had long since noticed Jiang Asheng's odd behavior over the past half month — most likely he had been pursuing some girl.

Now that he had cultivated the proper fruit, he was willing to go for a cup of wine.

That evening, Jiang Asheng led Seeing Nangong Ling all the way to the little courtyard where Seeing Nangong Ling lived.

Pointing at the courtyard beside it,

"There, that's her home, and from now on it'll be mine too!"

Good lad — wealth and beauty both in hand.

Seeing Nangong Ling looked at him, plain and ordinary, yet able to achieve this step, and could not help but feel a touch of admiration.

Only it was too much of a coincidence — right next door to him?

After some thought, Seeing Nangong Ling decided not to give himself away for now, and led the horse into the neighboring little courtyard.

412 Why do I feel like I've seen her somewhere before?

"Oh, isn't this Lin Shiyin — you know Asheng?"

In the little courtyard, Old Lady Cai was also present.

She was chatting with a woman in a red robe; seeing Jiang Asheng and Seeing Nangong Ling walk in, she came forward to make conversation.

"Old Lady Cai…"

Seeing Nangong Ling was rather embarrassed — he had put on a show for nothing.

Sure enough, Old Lady Cai, seeing Seeing Nangong Ling's horse, immediately asked,

"Oh? Brother Li, you came to freeload some wine — are you going to give your horse a cup too?"

"Old Lady Cai, what kind of talk is that?"

The woman in the red robe had ordinary looks, but her speech was melodious and pleasing.

It made Seeing Nangong Ling unable to resist sneaking a few glances — he found her figure lithe and graceful, only her looks were a bit plain.

"Truly strange!"

Seeing Nangong Ling had seen countless women — with such a fine figure and sweet voice, why on earth were her looks plain?

He could not help muttering to himself.

"This Lin Shiyin here! He lives in the little courtyard next to yours, yet he led his horse over here."

Old Lady Cai pointed to the other side, then slapped her thigh,

"Oh, right! Lin Shiyin, your wife never steps out the front door or the inner gate every day."

"Today just happens to be Jiang Asheng and Ceng Jing's happy occasion — aren't you going to invite her over?"

At this moment Seeing Nangong Ling truly wanted to gag Old Lady Cai.

He had brought Qiu Lingsu, hiding here in Jin Ling, disguised as a commoner of the marketplace — for what?

Was it not to evade those Wu Lin people of the jianghu who fancied themselves the righteous path?

If Old Lady Cai's loose tongue gave away Qiu Lingsu's whereabouts, wouldn't he be exposed?

His thoughts turning like lightning, he said,

"My wife has recently taken ill with a wind ailment — she fears wind and fears the light, and it's not convenient for her to show her face."

"Once she's recovered, I'll bring her to meet you all."

"Good!"

Jiang Asheng didn't think too much about it — tonight was his and Ceng Jing's wedding day, so why bother with so many other things?

Right then and there, before witnesses including Seeing Nangong Ling and Old Lady Cai, the two of them performed the wedding ceremony.

After they shared a cup together, Seeing Nangong Ling excused himself on the grounds of being unable to hold his liquor, and returned to his own little courtyard.

Once back in his little courtyard, Seeing Nangong Ling began to ponder.

He had already come to know Jiang Asheng and his wife, and that Old Lady Cai was a gossip.

If he stayed any longer, his identity was bound to be exposed, and that would be the most dangerous moment of all.

He made up his mind on the spot: the very next day he would take Qiu Lingsu and move somewhere else, change his identity, and continue to lie low.

Only when the night grew late, after humiliating Qiu Lingsu—

Seeing Nangong Ling sensed that quite a few uninvited guests had arrived on his roof.

"Could it be that I've been found out after all?"

His mind stirred, and Seeing Nangong Ling drew out two short swords, preparing to rush up and finish off these people.

He didn't expect that from the neighboring little courtyard, the sounds of fighting would come drifting over.

Then the people on his own little courtyard's roof, one after another, charged toward that neighboring courtyard to kill.

"Huh? Did I misread the situation? Is that Jiang Asheng a man of the Wu Lin?"

Only then did Seeing Nangong Ling understand that the people outside had actually come for Jiang Asheng and his wife.

He didn't know whether the trouble had been brought by Jiang Asheng, or by his wife Ceng Jing.

But he himself already had matters on his hands, and had already made up his mind to leave the next day.

So he didn't bother to get up, and just continued to hold Qiu Lingsu and sleep soundly.

Qiu Lingsu's Bewitching Eyes could only bewitch those who harbored feelings of love and admiration for her.

Yet toward her, Seeing Nangong Ling didn't have the slightest bit of love or admiration.

Her own Wu Gong wasn't high either, and she was firmly held in the palm of Seeing Nangong Ling's hand.

Over these past days, she had gradually given up resisting.

But the fighting next door made her sense a slim chance of escape.

Turning it over in her mind, she schemed how to make the commotion next door spread to her side.

When that happened, she could fish in troubled waters.

Even if she couldn't escape right then and there, as long as she could get word out—

Her admirers, especially Zhamuhe, would surely rush to her rescue without a thought for anything else.

With a top expert of the Heavenly Dao Golden List on her side, how could Seeing Nangong Ling still humiliate her?

She was still letting her thoughts run wild, plotting countermeasures.