Chapitre 469: Moon Pavilion, Aunt (3)
The Moon Pavilion people were all lifeless, and Tang San was also somewhat dumbfounded. Because he unexpectedly saw his father softly pat that beautiful woman's back, his face revealing a gentle expression. It was difficult to imagine that this kind of expression would appear on his father.
After a long time, the beautiful woman's weeping finally came to a rest. Slowly raising her head to look deeply at Tang Hao, then again turning her head to look at Tang San to the side,
"He is? Your and her son?"
Tang Hao nodded silently, and Yue-Hua straightened, turning to Tang San with teary eyes and raising her hand to touch his face.
Tang San frowned, very naturally withdrawing a step, getting out of reach of her hand.
Yue-Hua's elegant eyebrows wrinkled slightly,
"What are you hiding from, I'm your aunt."
"Ah?"
Tang San opened his eyes wide, looking at the beautiful woman in front, then again looking at his aged father, he couldn't see anything to suggest these two were siblings.
Tang Hao nodded to Tang San,
"She's your aunt."
Yue-Hua extended her hand once again, and this time Tang San didn't dodge. Aunt. This word was entirely unfamiliar to him. However, a feeling of blood being thicker than water made him instantly lose any guard against the woman in front of him.
Softly caressing Tang San's face, the rims of Tang Yue-Hua's eyes reddened once again,
"You look like your dad when he was young, and also like your mom."
Hearing this, the defenses in Tang San's heart thoroughly crumbled, losing all of the imposing manner from before.
The Moon Pavilion people were already gaping. They had never imagined that this seemingly filthy and washed out old man was actually the Madam's elder brother.
Turning, looking rebukingly at Tang Hao, Tang Yue-Hua said angrily:
"After so many years, only now do you know to come find me? Go, follow me upstairs."
Finished speaking, Tang Yue-Hua grabbed Tang San's hand and turned to head upstairs.
Tang Hao looked somewhat helplessly at this younger sister, but his current expression was more relaxed than it had been in years.
Reaching the head of the stairs, Tang Yue-Hua turned her head and said to manager Aude:
"Everything you saw just now, never happened. I'll leave this matter to you, understand?"
Aude hastily said:
"Yes, Madam."
Tang Yue-Hua's hand was very warm, and also very soft. Held by her, Tang San seemed to have become a child again. She brought Tang Hao and Tang San directly to the top floor of the Moon Pavilion.
As she walked, Tang Yue-Hua wiped her tears and said to Tang San:
"Child, what's your name?"
"I'm called Tang San."
Tang Yue-Hua went slightly rigid. Turning her head to look at Tang Hao, she couldn't help giving a soft sigh.
The top floor of the moon Pavilion was an immense hall, decorated even more gracefully than the first floor. Being familiar with plants, Tang San was shocked to discover that the furnishings were unexpectedly all made from agarwood, making the entire building emit a faint fragrance.
What was agarwood? A top quality wood worth even more than its weight in gold. Just the furniture in this hall alone was worth an astronomical sum.
Around the hall were altogether four sliding doors, leading to unknown areas. The impression this place gave was comfortable, peaceful, quiet, elegant. It wasn't gorgeous, but the wood fragrance here made people's hearts relax.
Tang Yue-Hua smiled:
"The top floor is my private area. Without my permission, nobody will come up. Sit."
She pushed Tang San into a chair, then turned to look at Tang Hao.
"Ge, how did you become like this?"
Having just suppressed her emotions, as she looked at Tang Hao's aged face, she couldn't help becoming agitated again.
Tang Hao smiled slightly,
"Silly girl, when did you become so fond of crying? It's not like you."
Tang Yue-Hua said furiously:
"This isn't because of you. How many years? You actually didn't even send a message."
Tang Hao became silent, walking over to sit next to Tang San. He lowered his head, speaking faintly:
"Eldest brother, is he still well?"
Tang Yue-Hua went blank a moment. After a long time, she slowly shook her head,
"I don't know. You also know eldest brother. He hides everything at the bottom of his heart. Last time I was home, I accidentally saw him holding a picture of us three as children. Even I don't know what passed."
Tang San felt his father next to him stiffen a moment,
"I'm the one who let down the sect."
Tang Yue-Hua said indifferently:
"What's the point of saying this now? This time you've returned with great difficulty. No matter what you say, I won't let you leave again. You definitely have to return with me. Eldest brother. Eldest brother has always missed you."
Tang Hao smiled wryly:
"Return? I haven't been a Clear Sky School member for a long time. How could I return? Yue-Hua, even if I let down the sect, I still don't regret anything I did. Eldest brother, he, still hasn't married?"
Tang Yue-Hua's expression fell, her graceful and charming face gaining a layer of cold frost,
"Eldest brother isn't an impetuous person like you, he's more responsible and dutiful than you. Everything in the sect still has to depend on him. He could only cherish those feelings by not taking a wife. Second brother, are you truly not willing to go back to see him? The sect has changed into its current appearance, the magnificent world's number one sect actually going into hiding. Do you know the suffering of the sect's disciples? Return with me, with us three siblings working as one, I don't even fear fighting that Spirit Hall."
Tang Hao stood, slowly walking into the center of the hall, his back turned to Tang Yue-Hua:
"Yue-Hua, my heart is already dead, there's no more of the drive from before. The moment Ah Yin died, my heart had already followed her. I can't help the sect with anything. As for apologies, I don't want to say them to eldest brother. I believe that he understands."
"Understand farts. You, the magnificent youngest Title Douluo in the world, you still say you can't help the sect? Eldest brother can understand you?"
Tang Yue-Hua's delicate body was already trembling somewhat from fury.
Tang Hao stood there silently, the silhouette of his back appearing so lonely.
Tang San also stood, looking at the agitated Yue-Hua,
"Aunt. Don't force dad further. Dad isn't unwilling to help the sect. Rather, he already can't. His body..."
"Enough."
Tang Hao interrupted Tang San,
"Yue-Hua, I'll leave my little San to you. He just came out of Slaughter City. Only you can help him best."
Speaking, he swung his arm and threw a sheepskin map into Tang San's hands,
"In one year, find me in the mountain valley according to this map."
Finished speaking, he walked directly outside.
"Stand still."
Tang Yue-Hua followed with big strides. Perhaps because she moved too fast, the courtly dress she wore unexpectedly issued ripping sounds.
Reaching Tang Hao's back in a few steps, Tang Yue-Hua's hand swiftly fell on his shoulder. The Domain fluctuations Tang San felt before now appeared once again.
Tang Hao halted,
"Yue-Hua, tell eldest brother, little San is my repayment to the sect. In one year, after he's gone to see me, you bring him back to the sect to acknowledge his ancestors and roots. What I can't accomplish, he will do in my stead. Furthermore, tell eldest brother that he is my and Ah Yin's son, and also my only son."
"Ge——"
Tang Yue-Hua shouted. The next moment, Tang Hao's silhouette already faded in front of her, quietly disappearing.
If Tang Hao wanted to leave, how many people in this world could stop him?
Tang Yue-Hua stood there, tears silently flowing. Seeing her brother again after twenty years, meeting so briefly, she suddenly felt her heart aching deeply. Not only because Tang Hao left, but also because of the pain this second brother bore.
Tang San didn't move. His father had him stay, so he only stayed. Quietly standing behind Tang Yue-Hua, waiting.
After a long time.
Wiping the tears from her face, Tang Yue-Hua's eyes weren't swollen or red from the tears, slowly turning, she looked at Tang San with a somewhat complicated expression,
"Has your father told you about him and your mother?"
Tang San silently shook his head,
"Can you tell me?"
Tang Yue-Hua sighed softly,
"Since he doesn't want to tell you, I can't speak out of turn either. Perhaps, in one year, he will tell you everything. By what I've seen, he's very confident in you. Otherwise, he wouldn't say he would leave you as repayment to the sect. You should be nineteen this year."
Tang San said:
"In two months."
Tang Yue-Hua smiled slightly,
"Your father walked Slaughter City's Hell Road when he was twenty eight. You're almost ten years earlier than him. It seems you really are the hope of the sect. Do you know what it is he left you here for a year to study with me?"
Tang San silently shook his head.
Tang Yue-Hua watched Tang San with a burning gaze,
"In the next one year, I will instruct you in all manner of noble etiquette and music."
"You're not joking?"
Tang San looked dumbstruck at this aunt he had only known for less than two hours.
Tang Yue-Hua said sternly:
"Do I look like I'm joking? In one year, if you can't meet my requirements, I won't let you leave to see your dad."
Tang San looked stupidly at the aunt in front of him. He had never expected that his father hadn't actually brought him here to cultivate further, but rather to learn these completely useless things.
Tang Yue-Hua looked almost laughing at Tang San's stupid expression,
"Very soon you will understand the benefits of these things. One person, no matter how formidable, doesn't have enough strength. Like your father, he's already formidable enough, but what has he turned into now? He doesn't want you to follow the track of the overturned cart. From now on, I am your aunt, and also your teacher."
Tang San smiled somewhat wryly:
"Aunt, do I really have to learn those etiquette things?"
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