Chapter 80: A Lifetime of Love
Jing San Niang said, “My dear husband, do you know how much I love you? It’s not your appearance, but your tenderness. You ask me why I’m willing to fall to this level? It’s because I hate men. I despise their fickleness and I hate their heartlessness. So, I’ve taken refuge in Yan Yang Tower to kill all the unfaithful men in the world.”
At this point, everyone looked surprised and puzzled, and even Murong Hanchan listened carefully.
Jing San Niang continued, "All the men who stepped into my room, except for Zun Lang and Liu Chang Jun, were killed by me."
Xue Qingrou hurriedly asked, "Does Liu Changjun have any connection with you?"
Jing San Niang sneered, "Relationship? How could a hypocrite like him deceive me? If he were truly clear-headed, he wouldn't have come here to find me. If it weren't for his profound skill, he would have been poisoned to death here long ago. In Yan Yang Lou, I killed 168 people in one year, two months, and four days. They were all outstanding in appearance, womanizers, and hypocrites."
Yin Xiaosheng joked, "From what you're saying, it sounds like you're still completely innocent!"
Jing San Niang: "Yes, I loved a man, but he betrayed me, so I killed him! He was full of sweet words and acted like a gentleman, all to get me. I wanted him to marry me properly, but he made excuses. It wasn't until I saw him and came to this Yan Yang Tower that I realized he was a hypocrite. Everything he did for me was an act, just to deceive me and steal my youth."
Murong Hanchan coldly said, "Making up stories to gain sympathy? If you're so capable, tell me who that man is?"
Jing San Niang immediately said, "His name is Shangguan Qinghuan."
Murong Hanchan was taken aback, as were Xie Yunfeng and Yin Xiaosheng.
Murong Hanchan pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Are you Jing Liangyu?"
Upon hearing this, Jing San Niang thought for a moment and then said, "Han Chan... could you be Murong Han Chan!?"
Murong Hanchan: "So what if it is?"
Jing San Niang: "I know, you are Shangguan..."
Murong Hanchan hurriedly said, "You are not allowed to say it. If you are alright, then release my Brother Xiaoyao!"
Jing San Niang: "You call him Brother Xiaoyao! You certainly have good taste, and I'm not bad either. Your husband is not swayed by lust or moved by love; he's nothing special among men."
After listening, Xiaoyao Lang said calmly, "Let go of my hand. I have something to say to you."
Upon hearing this, Jing San Niang slowly loosened her grip.
Xiaoyao Lang turned around and said, "Life is short, but love and hate are long. If you can't let go of the past and keep ruining yourself like this, won't you suffer in your old age when you have no relatives or friends?"
Upon hearing this, Jing San Niang burst into tears.
Xiaoyao Lang continued, "While you are still in the prime of your life, it's not too late. You can find a good family and marry a soulmate. Whether it's enjoying romantic moments with him, playing music, chess, calligraphy, or painting, you can travel with him to explore mountains and rivers and wander the world. All of this is better than what you are doing now, isn't it?"
At this moment, Xue Qingrou kept her eyes fixed on Xiaoyao Lang, which Yu Linglong had already noticed.
Jing San Niang burst into tears, but she still smiled and choked out, "Are there still good men in this world? If, if I'm willing to leave, would you take me with you?"
Murong Hanchan coldly shouted, "Don't even think about it! You shameless bastard, Brother Xiaoyao, let's go." She hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Xiaoyao Lang away.
Xiaoyao Lang: "As you said, I already have Chan'er and Linglong by my side, so how can I be considered a good man? I am very touched by your feelings for me, but we are destined to be apart. You should give your heart to someone else."
After saying that, he turned to leave. Jing San Niang hurriedly grabbed his hand and cried, "My dear husband, I don't care who's by your side. I'll live in seclusion somewhere else, in a lonely house and courtyard. If you have time, please come and see me, okay?" As she spoke, tears streamed down her face.
Upon seeing this, Xue Qingrou also began to cry.
Murong Hanchan shouted, "Get your filthy hands off me!"
Upon hearing this, Xiaoyao Lang said with tears in his eyes, "You'd better take care of yourself." He then broke free of his left hand and quickly left.
As Jing San Niang watched Xiao Yao Lang leave, she immediately closed her eyes, collapsed to the ground, and sobbed uncontrollably.
Xiaoyao shouldn't have entered the bright sunshine.
He was heartbroken again, betraying his beloved San Niang.
Life is but a dream, a fleeting encounter.
Our affection will last for the rest of our lives.
Xie Yunfeng and the other two felt heartbroken upon seeing this scene, but they still left together.
Xue Qingrou stepped forward and said, "Don't be too sad. Leave this place and live a good life."
Yu Linglong stopped at the door and said softly, "Yu Lang is staying at Qingyun Inn. If you have anything else to do, you can go and find him again." After saying that, she left with Xue Qingrou.
Upon hearing this, Jing San Niang seemed to be deep in thought, and her tears stopped flowing.
After Yu Linglong and the other girl left the room, Xue Qingrou asked softly, "Miss Yu, why did you speak to her like that just now?"
Yu Linglong said calmly, "Seeing her so sad, I can't bear it. Besides, if Yu Lang were to suffer such a love tribulation, I would not want him to live with regret for the rest of his life."
Xue Qingrou said softly, "Miss Yu, you are truly clear-headed and calm in dealing with things. If only Miss Murong thought the same way!"
Yu Linglong: "Han Chan is proud and arrogant, but I'm afraid her love tribulation will be even more painful than this."
Xiaoyao Lang returned to Qingyun Inn without saying a word, entered Murong Hanchan's room, sat down with his zither, closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time.
Seeing that he was silent and unhappy, Murong Hanchan also sulked.
Xiaoyao Lang opened his eyes, then plucked the strings of his zither, and a sorrowful love song began to play.
The poem is as follows:
Love is bittersweet.
The affection is gentle and sweet.
The hatred will never fade, and the memory will never be forgotten.
The explanation is incomplete, and I am most unworthy of it.
The mutual affection between the two is hard to express.
A gentleman who is not dishonest is hard to please.
At this moment, Yu Linglong, Xue Qingrou, and the others arrived.
Life is like a fleeting sea, forgetting emotions brings only regret.
A man's heart is full of passion, a woman's destiny is full of good fortune.
Time is short, but the wait is long.
Love becomes difficult to maintain, and we fear it may lead to separation.
The long wind sings and roars.
The morning light breaks through the chaos.
The water is so turbid that one cannot see clearly.
It's hard to see through someone's true intentions.
The pain of not being able to share a beautiful woman is unbearable.
Love and hate intertwine, a bittersweet tale.
We share a deep and abiding bond.
We were companions through the chaos of war.
Heartless and ungrateful, they deserve to die.
A heart full of romance is cut down by a knife.
I dream of you, but I cannot see you; I dream of you for a thousand years.
Drunk on her beauty, drunk on her charm.
Since ancient times, those who yearn for each other have been destined to be together.
We are kindred spirits, sharing a beautiful companionship.
The peacock flies southeast, pausing every five miles.
Our love remained steadfast until death, yet it vanished within three days.
Shanbo's deep affection is evident to Cang.
Yingtai is unforgettable, transformed into a butterfly.
The phoenix seeks its mate, the sun and moon travel together.
My love for you is like water flowing around a river.
A love between a human and a god, a bond that lasts a hundred days.
Even if my soul were to be scattered and my spirit to be destroyed, I would still dare to defy the heavens.
I would give up all my cultivation to stay with you forever.
I envy not the immortals, but only the mandarin ducks.
A beautiful woman in red sleeves,
Fragrant herbs and blue smoke.
First love, thoughts and feelings
Memories are deeply ingrained in our minds.
I am delighted to have such a beautiful woman.
Tender moments under the flowers and moon.
I long for you day and night, and dream of you.
May we grow old together and sleep in peace.
Xiaoyao Lang plucked the strings for a long time before finally finishing the piece. The sound of the zither filled the house, and the sound waves reached downstairs. The listeners were already asleep, while the player was saddened and tears streamed down his face.
Yu Linglong stepped forward, took Xiaoyao Lang's hand, and looked at him with worry in her eyes.
Xiaoyao Lang understood, and grasped Yu Linglong's hand in return, indicating that he was unharmed. He then said, "Chan'er, take this song and you can judge it."
Upon hearing this, Murong Hanchan's anger subsided, but she remained puzzled. She listened intently to Xiaoyao Lang's next piece of music, wondering what a classic it would be.
With a flick of his wrists, Xiaoyao Lang tested the strings, his six fingers moving simultaneously, and all seven strings resonated in unison, producing the "Nine Songs Divine Ode".
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