Chapter 358: Confronting Each Other Again

Chapter 358: Chapter 358: Confronting Each Other Again

As Yang Pojun and Lin Zhiguo entered the courtyard together, Abbess Yunmiao was already standing there. Upon seeing Yang Pojun, she merely nodded slightly, but when she noticed Lin Zhiguo, she completely ignored him, turning her head away as if she hadn't seen him.

Lin Zhiguo sighed softly and approached Yunmiao. "Why must it be like this every time we meet? The bond between husband and wife is like that of gratitude lasting a hundred days. Treating me like this benefits neither of us."

Yunmiao snorted coldly. "Just mind your own business. You have no need to concern yourself with my affairs."

"I shouldn't concern myself? If it weren't for your insistence on letting Hui'er be with Yang Chen back then, how could things have escalated to this point today? Now the young master of the Yang family is injured. Are you satisfied?" Lin Zhiguo retorted.

Yunmiao glared at him angrily. "This is better than your decision where all my sons and daughters-in-law died in a foreign land!"

Seeing Yunmiao and Lin Zhiguo immediately start arguing upon meeting, the surrounding people pretended not to hear or see anything.

The relationship between Lin Zhiguo and Yunmiao as husband and wife was not a secret in this circle, but the specifics were not widely known. People were used to their twenty-year-long disputes, so this scene was not particularly surprising.

After exchanging a knowing glance with his sister Yang Jieyu, Yang Pojun walked over to Guo Xuehua's side with a complex expression. He glanced at the closed door of the ward and asked, "Is that young man treating Lie'er?"

Guo Xuehua, who was originally gentle, though she had an unpleasant incident with Yang Pojun before, wasn't like Yunmiao, who had been causing trouble for over twenty years. She nodded gently at this moment and said softly, "He said not to disturb him for half an hour, so it had to be this

After a quiet five or six minutes in the courtyard, the door to Yang Lie's room finally opened. Yang Chen emerged with a calm expression, a faint sheen of sweat on his forehead, and walked out quietly.

Upon seeing Yang Chen, everyone immediately cast questioning looks at him. Yang Pojun and Guo Xuehua had different expressions: Yang Pojun scrutinized Yang Chen thoughtfully, while Guo Xuehua seemed suddenly struck by something, frozen in place. T/his chapter is updated by nov(ê(l)biin.co/m

Yang Chen addressed Yu Jizi and the others, "In about a month, he will recover. His strength will suffer a slight setback, but diligent cultivation can compensate."

"Speak quickly," Yang Chen said impatiently.

Lin Zhiguo had long understood Yang Chen's temperament, and he was also the one who knew best among those present about the people Yang Chen preferred not to have too much contact with. So, he smiled and said, "It's not convenient here."

Yang Chen walked straight toward the courtyard without hesitation, and after a glance at everyone, Lin Zhiguo followed him out of the courtyard.

After Lin Zhiguo approached Yang Chen for a discussion, the others tactfully moved to another courtyard at the right moment. Yang Jieyu, Yu Jizi, Yun Miao, and even Cai Yuncheng and his daughter left, leaving only Yang Pojun and Guo Xuehua alone.

Seeing Guo Xuehua looking at him with suspicion, Yang Pojun knew his wife had sensed something. His heart tightened, but his face remained calm as he said, "Let's go inside and check on Lie'er."

Guo Xuehua didn't say anything. She followed Yang Pojun into the room.

At this moment, Yang Lie lay on the bed, his complexion much improved, looking almost as if he were asleep when seen up close.

Guo Xuehua breathed a slight sigh of relief and adjusted the blanket for Yang Lie. After a moment's thought, she turned her back to Yang Pojun and asked, "Pojun, are you hiding something from me?"

"No," Yang Pojun replied bluntly.

Guo Xuehua seemed to confirm her suspicions and smiled, "If you say no, then there must be something. If it were truly nothing, you would have asked me why I'm asking. After so many years of marriage, I know you better than you know yourself."

Yang Pojun frowned slightly, "If you understand me so well, you shouldn't need to ask."

"Can I not ask?!" Guo Xuehua suddenly turned around, staring straight at Yang Pojun. "Tell me, is Yang Chen our lost child?!"