Chapter 160: First published: Little sister Wenyu, I am writing to you.

Song's residence, Guanwu Courtyard.

The three-day period passed in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day when Mrs. Wen was promised to come to the house to see Wen Yanli, the eldest son of the Wen family.

After Song Linsheng got up and finished his meal, he waited in the dining room for a long time but did not see Wen Yu, so he went through the corridor and courtyard to Guanwuyuan to look for her.

Since returning home from Wen's house the night before, I heard Xiyan say that Xiaoyu did not go out the whole day yesterday. She just stayed quietly in her Guanwu Courtyard, and I don't know what she was busy with.

It was Song Linsheng himself who went to the government office to deal with some accumulated official business. However, Lord Mu arranged the affairs of the government office in an orderly manner, so even if he didn't keep an eye on it, nothing would go wrong.

Song Linsheng walked towards Guanwuyuan while thinking.

He was dressed in moon-white clothes and holding a black carved food box in his hand. He walked gracefully like a moving magnolia, and the food box stayed steadily in his hand without any shaking.

Turning the corner of the corridor, he saw the flower-draped archway of Guanwu Courtyard appear before him. Clusters of pale pink flowers were clustered among the lush branches and leaves, and the fragrance was sent along with the breeze of the summer morning.

Song Linsheng reached out and touched the bottom of the food box. It was still warm and the temperature was just right.

Today's breakfast includes some fish porridge and some refreshing side dishes, as well as Xiaoyu's favorite pickled ginger sprouts and pickled cucumbers.

But he hadn't seen her leave Guanwu Courtyard for a long time, and when he asked Xiyan to come and ask her to leave, there was no news, so he took some and brought them back.

It’s a good time to see what Xiaoyu is busy with.

Song Linsheng pursed his lips and smiled, his face showing tenderness and doting that he himself had not noticed.

As he took a few steps into the courtyard, he saw the entire Guanwu Courtyard bathed in bright sunlight, dazzling and brilliant, with the ground covered with thin gold.

The camphor tree that has stood for several years has sprouted many new branches and leaves, and is more lush than in early spring. The swing under the tree moves with the wind, exuding a sense of leisure.

Just one look at it makes you feel extremely comfortable.

Even though the scenery in the courtyard was pleasant and the sun was shining, Song Linsheng did not stay for too long. He walked through the courtyard with a normal expression and went straight to Wen Yu's residence.

"Young Master? Are you here to look for your wife?" A low-key and restrained female voice sounded.

Song Linsheng was walking up the stairs with his eyes lowered. When he heard the question, he looked in the direction of the voice.

——It’s Abo.

"Yeah." Song Linsheng replied in a low voice, "Is my wife up yet?"

A'bai hurried over, greeted Song Linsheng, and then politely replied, "My lady...got up early, or rather, hasn't had much rest since yesterday."

Didn’t get much rest?

Song Linsheng frowned when he heard this. He had gone out of the house to do some work yesterday and had not taken care of Xiaoyu's diet and daily life. How come Xiaoyu didn't rest after not seeing her for a day?

"Why is it so?" Song Linsheng's already low voice became even deeper, with a barely perceptible hoarseness.

A'bai lowered his eyes and bowed as he replied, "My wife locked herself in her room, saying she wanted to research a prescription to treat the Wen family's young master."

As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to remember something and continued, "Yesterday, your brother wrote to you and told you about a few medicinal herbs. I think you must have been researching them, which is why you were delayed."

Song Linsheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Madam, have you had breakfast?"

Guanwuyuan has an independent small kitchen. If Xiaoyu doesn't want to eat in the front hall on weekdays, she can ask someone to prepare some fresh food in the small kitchen.

He lowered his eyes to look at the food box in his hand, not knowing whether he had come at the right time.

A-Bo didn't move, but her eyes turned back and forth. When she saw the food box in the young master's hand, she understood what was going on and immediately replied, "Not yet. It's a coincidence that you came!"

An unconcealable smile spread across Abai's lips. Although she was more reserved than Azhu, she couldn't help but smile when she saw that the young master had come to look for her specially and questioned her.

"I'll go in and tell them right away!" Abai bowed and was about to go back into the house.

She had heard some of the matters between the young master and the lady from Ah Zhu and Xi Yan's conversation. Even those occasional snippets of information made her realize that the young master was a man of few words.

It is unprecedented for such a person to say so many words in one breath about his wife.

"No need, I can go by myself." Song Linsheng called out with his eyes lowered.

A-Bo speaks slowly and logically, which is very different from A-Zhu.

The two of them are very compatible, one of them is quiet and the other is active.

Song Linsheng nodded and listened to what A-Bo said. He turned his eyes and glanced at A-Bo who lowered his eyes and remained silent.

She has always been such a calm person, and he feels very relieved to be with Xiaoyu.

He rubbed the food box in his hand with two fingers. Xiaoyu stayed up all night studying the recipe regardless of her health even though he was away from home for just one day. He really couldn't be at ease.

If he has official business in the future, he must take care of Xiaoyu's daily life and diet before going out.

Thinking of this, Song Linsheng smiled softly, with a look of satisfaction between the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, like frost melting and snow melting.

Song Linsheng took a few steps forward, carrying the food box, and stopped in front of the tightly closed door. He then raised his sleeve and gently knocked on the door, calling out, "Xiaoyu? Xiaoyu?"

If he got up early, he must be busy in the room.

But no matter how busy you are, you can't stop eating.

Inner room.

Wen Yu was still wearing the sky-blue clothes she had worn the night before, and it was obvious that she had not washed or slept with her hair.

She slumped over the table, surrounded by piles of miscellaneous books, most of which had their spines facing upwards, obviously having been opened.

Wen Yu held a wolf hair brush in one hand and a ball of waste paper in the other. He seemed very busy, but in fact he was sleeping soundly.

The rhythmic sound of her light and long breathing indicated that Wen Yu was in a deep sleep.

As Song Linsheng knocked on the door outside, the paper ball in Wen Yu's hand slipped and made a rustling sound on the stall covered with woven gold and flower patterns.

"Huh?" Wen Yu stood up suddenly and looked around in confusion.

She had been up all night and was now in a light sleep. The slightest movement would make her very alert.

But there was no one beside her. Only on the table in front of her were the medical books she had consulted and the "prescriptions" she had written, piled up in a crisscross and crooked manner.

Wen Yu's mind went blank for a moment, and after the confusion subsided, the memory of yesterday slowly returned.

She had returned from the Wen family compound the night before, and was extremely worried about Wen Yanli's "illness" and sighed repeatedly. Although she knew that Wen Yanli's injury was not an ordinary one, Madam Wen did not know it. She would need a set of excuses and prescriptions to reply to Madam Wen when the time came.

Remembering that he had promised to find Mrs. Wen's brother to check on the illness of Wen's eldest son, Wen Yu became as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

At this time, where could she go to find her "brother" who was traveling around and had no fixed place to live?

What she said before was just a temporary measure to stabilize Madam Wen, but now there is only one day left, and she finally realized the thorny nature of the matter.

He couldn't expose himself, nor could he ignore Wen Jia Dalang's illness.

Not only do we need to manage it, but we also need to do it in an open and honest manner and in a well-organized manner.

But at this moment, when she was at a loss and extremely anxious, perhaps out of telepathy or the intuition between master and disciple, her "brother" actually sent a letter to her, his "little sister" who was far away in Jiangyang.

Wen Yu was overjoyed, and he opened the letter and read it over and over again overnight, only to find that what his "brother" had written was actually a prescription for medicine.

My little sister Wenyu, it’s nice to see you in person.

I have come across a good prescription that can cure idiocy, madness, and incoherent speech and behavior. It has the effect of calming the mind and exorcising evil spirits. I am sending it to you for your review. You can study it carefully in case you need it.

…

Wen Yu looked at the three full pages of "prescriptions" written below, and after reciting them silently, he felt as if he had found a treasure.

Brother, brother, you are really a good brother to Wen Yu.

This letter came at the right time. For Wen Yu, who was in a critical situation, it was no exaggeration to say that it was a timely rain.

However, in addition to her own healing techniques, this prescription also contains many earthly medicinal herbs that she does not recognize.

So she worked day and night to find all the medical books that Song Bo and Xi Yan had sent her, and looked up the effects, smell, appearance and dosage of the medicinal materials written in the letter one by one.

The Wen family's eldest son's illness has not been treated yet, and she is afraid that she will really become another young doctor in the family after her "brother".

Wen Yu couldn't help feeling proud. This trip to the mortal world was really worthwhile. Not only did she have her master to protect her and teach her medical skills, but Song Linsheng was also by her side to teach her how to read.

In this way, when she returns to the East Heaven, she will definitely gather all the eighteen martial arts and show off her power in front of Chi Huang.

With this in mind, Wen Yu did not feel tired while reading, nor did he feel annoyed when memorizing. He read for a whole day and two nights without eating or sleeping, and did not even notice that the weather outside had changed several times.

Later, I was so sleepy that I fell asleep on the desk. I was so drowsy that I didn't know what time it was, and I didn't know whether it was day or night when I woke up and woke up.

Then came...

Wen Yu frowned, and felt a dull pain on both sides of his head, forcing his scattered thoughts to tighten and focus.

Then I heard a slight sound, as if someone was knocking on the door.

Wen Yu pushed aside the book in front of her, making a small space to support her elbows. She buried her face in her hands and took a deep breath to try to wake herself up.

There was silence, and only her slow breathing could be heard.

Could it be that she was dizzy, confused and slow to hear?

Song Linsheng, who had been waiting outside for a long time but heard no response, was panicked for a moment. He tightened his grip on the food box, but through the tightly closed door, he could not see anything, let alone know Wen Yu's situation.

After hesitating for a moment, Song Linsheng raised his sleeves and knocked on the door again.

If Xiaoyu was fine in there, she would definitely not fail to answer, but if something unexpected happened... he didn't even dare to think about it.

If no one answered this time, he would not care about anything else and would just break in.

Nothing can happen to Xiaoyu.

"Xiaoyu?" As soon as he finished speaking, Song Linsheng knocked on the door three times.

There was still silence.

Such silence made the sound of Song Linsheng knocking on the door seem extremely heavy, as if it were an empty valley with only the echo left.

Song Linsheng's heart skipped a beat. Worried about Xiaoyu's safety, he no longer had time to care about those empty formalities. Song Linsheng hurriedly put the food box aside and prepared to break in the next moment.

He clasped his hands in front of him and pushed forward with all his strength.

At this moment, there was a slight "creak" sound and the door opened.

Wen Yuruyu's face was a little pale, with dark circles under her eyes that were difficult to conceal. She was in a state of fatigue and listlessness.

"Song Linsheng?" Wen Yu called out softly after finally seeing who it was.

It turned out that she had heard correctly. The person who knocked on the door just now was indeed Song Linsheng.

She thought it was an illusion in her sleep, but fortunately she decided to get up and take a look.

The door suddenly opened, and Song Linsheng, who had used all his strength, was unable to avoid it. In a flash, he was already moving uncontrollably towards Wen Yu.

Wen Yu just woke up and is still unconscious.

Not knowing what Song Linsheng had been struggling with before, Wen Yu only saw Song Linsheng rushing towards her. Before her brain could react, her body reacted swiftly.

Wen Yu couldn't help but reach out her hand and catch Song Linsheng who was rushing towards her. She wrapped her arms around his body, and his chin rested on Wen Yu's shoulder.

Her spiritual power allowed her to stand still, even dissipating most of Song Linsheng's strength, so Wen Yu was not hit at all.

Feeling the body in his arms suddenly stiffen, Wen Yu couldn't help but reach out and pat it gently, "Song Linsheng, are you okay?"