Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 510 Leaving
"You say you're deeply in love with Zhu Ying, then let me ask you, have you ever told her your real name?"

Zhu Ju's voice fell lightly, yet it struck the hearts of the two like a heavy hammer.

?

Yang Yi suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with astonishment, confusion, and fear.

His real name is Hong Yi, the son of Hong Qingyi, the former leader of the Qingyi Gang, and he carries a deep-seated blood feud.

About it.

Apart from an elderly man who passed away at the orphanage two years ago, no one should know about it.

How could the young master know?

Zhu Ying turned her head to look, her eyes filled with doubt, and her intense feelings seemed to have lost their purity.

"Yang Yi..."

She spoke tremulously:
"Your surname isn't Yang?"

What one's surname is irrelevant, but if one can hide such a thing from oneself, how can one guarantee anything else?
"Yingying," Yang Yi said urgently.

"Listen to my explanation."

"it is good!"

Zhu Ying took a deep breath, looked directly at him, and spoke in a muffled voice:
"Give me an explanation!"

"..." Yang Yi opened his mouth, his expression complicated, and for a moment he couldn't say a word.

"Yang Yi".

Zhu Judao:
How has the Zhu family treated you?

"A life-saving grace." Yang Yi bowed his head.
"If it weren't for the Zhu family's rescue, I, Yang... would probably have already lost my life and wouldn't be here today."

"Yeah." Zhu Ju nodded:
How has Zhu treated you?

"Young Master has generously granted me a place to stay and has acted fairly," Yang Yi said in a low voice.

"Grateful!"

"Well said. It seems you understand things." Zhu Ju leaned forward.
"I don't ask for anything in return, but I don't want my family to be in danger because of you. Everyone should be able to make a choice."

"Do you understand?"

"..." Yang Yi knelt on the ground, trembling, his voice filled with struggle:
"understand!"

"Miss."

He slowly stood up, turning his head to avoid Zhu Ying's gaze, and spoke in a muffled voice:
"It was an impulsive act on my part that led me to attempt to seduce the Emperor. I have only come to my senses now, thanks to your guidance, young master."

"I hope you won't take my actions these past few days to heart, Miss. It was just a moment of folly on my part."

"Yang Yi." Zhu Ying's voice trembled:
"What...what do you mean by that?"

What about the vows we made to each other? What about the promises you solemnly pledged to me?
"Yang Yi!"

Zhu Ying shouted:

"What are you going to do?"

She has always been gentle and docile, and even when she is wronged, she will sob silently and never shout.

This time.

However, things were somewhat out of control.

"Miss, I'm sorry."

Yang Yi retreated:

"I'll take my leave."

Watching Yang Yi slowly leave the room without the slightest hesitation, Zhu Ying collapsed to the ground.

a long time.

She looked at Zhu Ju with tears in her eyes.

"Brother, why?"

"I can tell you that I'm doing this for your own good, but I doubt you'll believe me," Zhu Ju said indifferently.
"But the truth is..."

"He clearly values ​​his secrets more than the promises he made to you."

"..." Zhu Ying gritted her teeth:
"So what is his last name?"

Why won't you let us be together?

"I never said you weren't allowed to be together; the choice is Yang Yi's," Zhu Ju said.
“If he had chosen you, I wouldn’t have objected, and I would have helped cover it up, just like I have done all these years. But he didn’t choose you.”

"All right."

He gently waved his sleeve:
"What Yang Yi's real name is is none of your business. Go down. Your mother has been waiting for a long time. Don't make her anxious. Adults should be able to distinguish who you should value."

Zhu Ying clenched her fists tightly, her veins bulging.

…………

"daughter."

Aunt Liu sat by the bed, looking at Zhu Ying, whose face was pale and eyes were lifeless, and said:
“There are plenty of good men in this world. Yang Yi is just a guard in our household. I can easily find a lot of men like him for you.”

"correct."

"Yang Yi won't bother you anymore, right?"

Zhu Ying looked up, her expression complex, and after a pause, she slowly nodded.

"Ah."

"That's good!"

Aunt Liu clapped her hands with delight and said:
"Your older brother is decisive. Did he just beat up that guy surnamed Yang?"

“This kind of person must never work in the manor again; he actually dared to set his sights on the young lady of the main house.”

"Mother!" Zhu Ying grabbed the quilt and covered herself with it, saying in a muffled voice:

"I want to be alone."

"No!" Aunt Liu frowned.

"I still have something to say." "Your older brother means that you should practice martial arts diligently and try to reach the seventh rank before you turn thirty. At that time, he will help you learn a better inheritance, and you can do whatever you want in the future."

"Ugh!"

She sighed and said:
"It's not that easy to reach the seventh rank before the age of thirty. Besides, what would a girl need such strong martial arts skills for? If she's still unmarried at thirty, wouldn't she become an old maid and be laughed at?"

"I mean……"

"I'll find a matchmaker to arrange a marriage for you soon. Marrying a good husband is more important than anything else."

Zhu Ying pulled back the covers, revealing her eyes filled with tears.

Two choices, two lives, reflecting the two people's different views on life.

Zhu Ju is clearly used to having everything under his control, and he strives hard for it.

Aunt Liu, on the other hand, pinned her hopes on others, a choice many women make.

As for Zhu Ying...

She was momentarily at a loss.

She had no confidence in her martial arts talent and lacked the ability to endure hardship.

But if we're talking about matchmaking...

But I was also unwilling to give in.

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"drive!"

"drive!"

Horse hooves trampled, raising clouds of dust.

"Shh!"

A cold glint shot out from the dense forest beside the road, heading straight for the rider on horseback.

"Ding……"

Yang Yi swung his sword to block the attack, and his body was also thrown off the horse by the force of the blow.

"Qian Hu?"

"Humph!"

Qian Hu's eyes turned red, and without saying a word, he pounced on him.

The gauntlets he was wearing were the eighth-grade Qi and Blood Divine Weapons that Qian Shiyao had painstakingly bought.

It contains a hidden tiger-like evil spirit.

"Roar!"

Qian Hu pounced like a tiger, his imposing presence forcing Yang Yi to respond with caution.

Under the activation of the Blazing Fire Technique, the longsword turned crimson, constantly colliding with the incoming fist.

Both of them were at the eighth rank of cultivation.

Yang Yi's cultivation method was highly skilled, and Qian Hu possessed a special bloodline, so for a time they were evenly matched.

"drink!"

With a flash, Qian Hu's eyes flashed with a faint light, and six clusters of yin energy suddenly appeared and disappeared into his body.

A ghost!

With the help of the Yin energy of the ghost, his cultivation and strength suddenly surged.

He already possesses the aura of a seventh-rank martial artist.

Yang Yi narrowed his eyes, not daring to hold back any strength either. He stretched out one hand and summoned the divine weapon of qi and blood nurtured in his dantian. Instantly, flames rolled in the arena, and the fire surged as it crashed into the charging Qian Hu.

"enough!"

"I know you like Yingying, but even without me, he could never like you."

"Useless trash!" Qian Hu gasped for breath, his eyes glaring angrily.

"You only know how to make Miss angry."

"..." Yang Yi smiled bitterly:
"Yes."

"Is it because I'm useless? You chased after me just to beat me up and get revenge for Yingying?"

"Where are you going?" Qian Hu hesitated for a moment, slowly put away the vengeful spirit, and pursed his lips as he asked:

Will we ever meet again?

"Mangshan," Yang Yi began.
“There is one of my uncles there, and also some things that my father left behind.”

“Mangshan?” Qian Hu frowned:
"It's...very dangerous there."

"Are you worried about me?" Yang Yi chuckled and waved his hand.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

"besides……"

"Yingying has always treated you like a younger brother."

"I know." Qian Hu's expression shifted several times before he finally sighed helplessly.
“I’m different from you. You don’t see yourself as a servant of the Zhu family, which is why you have the courage to pursue Miss Zhu Ying.”

"I……"

"He was just a servant."

"Don't look down on yourself." Yang Yi shook his head.
“There aren’t many people in the entire Taiyuan Prefecture whom I consider friends, and you are one of them.”

"Your talent..."

"Even better than me!"

"However, the young master is truly unfathomable. There is no way he could have kept your secrets from you. I advise you to find an opportunity to explain yourself."

Speaking of it.

He couldn't help but sigh.

If I had been honest with myself back then, would things be different today?
(End of this chapter)