Chapter 177 Song Linsheng is quite strong...

Wen Yu's words were silent for a long time, full of hesitation.

Before she descended to the mortal world, she repeatedly warned Chi Huang not to get too involved in worldly affairs except to settle her past, and not to get too close to mortals, as this would bring her future troubles.

She had never forgotten Chi Huang's words, and the outcome of Zhi Bai and Chen Mian was also before her eyes. She had a lot of great principles in mind in the past, but at this moment, she seemed to have a different feeling.

"Xiaoyu." Song Linsheng's voice was a little lighter, but not disappointed.

He wanted to give up since Xiaoyu didn't want to answer. Instead of dwelling on an answer, he would rather do what he should do first.

He... couldn't force Xiaoyu.

"It's me." Almost at the same time, Wen Yu blurted out the answer.

The words landed with a loud bang, shocking both of them.

The shock in Song Linsheng's eyes disappeared in an instant, followed by unconcealed joy and happiness.

Wen Yu could clearly see his sincerity and her eyelashes trembled. After a moment's hesitation, she finally agreed.

"I saved you, Song Linsheng."

The two looked at each other, no need to say more.

Xiyan, who was sandwiched between the two of them, held his breath and concentrated, fearing that any sound would break the silence.

Xiyan used his stiff hands to drag the empty medicine bowl out of his master's hand inch by inch, then crouched down and slowly backed away.

He seemed to come at the wrong time, but also seemed to come at the right time?

Xiyan couldn't suppress the smile on his lips. The young master was right. Not choosing yesterday didn't mean not choosing today. If he didn't choose today, he could leave it for tomorrow.

Be persistent and move people with focus.

Great idea, sir!

Until Xiyan walked around the screen and closed the door and went out, the creaking sound of the door opening and closing had disappeared, but the inner room was still so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Song Linsheng lowered his eyebrows, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow like a small lake below, obscuring his current mood.

His eyes fell on the whole plate of fruits that Wen Yu stuffed into his arms.

It is full of green and looks very beautiful.

Sitting opposite a beautiful woman is even more... even more touching.

A faint smile of satisfaction appeared on Song Linsheng's lips, but he did not dare to be too ostentatious and presumptuous, and remained as restrained and cautious as he always was.

Maybe he thought he had concealed it well, but Wen Yu still saw it all without a single mistake.

The fruit plate was also given to Song Linsheng. Now he had nothing in his hands and didn't know where to put it.

Wen Yu pinched her palms unconsciously, and fine beads of sweat slid down, making the heat in her hands continue to rise.

"Well, the doctor said you have a heat cold, and you shouldn't be exposed to either cold or heat." Wen Yu pouted. Why did she start making small talk?

On the other hand, Song Linsheng was very pleased with Wen Yu's words. The smile on his lips became even wider, and he nodded obediently.

"Yeah, nothing serious."

Earlier when they were at the Yuan River, he was worried that Xiaoyu would catch a cold, but he didn't expect that he would catch a cold first.

but……

Song Linsheng raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at Wen Yu beside him, then quickly looked away, pursed his lips and smiled inconspicuously.

However, if he had known this earlier, he would have been able to get Xiaoyu's care, and he would have been willing to do so even if he had a cold.

Song Linsheng picked and chose from the fruit plate in his arms for a while, picked out the largest and most rosy one in the middle and handed it to him, "Xiaoyu, lychee."

"What do you mean it's not a big deal?" Wen Yu snatched the lychees and the entire fruit plate away. "I won't eat them, and you can't eat them either."

She roughly knew that mortals were fragile and short-lived, but she was not very clear about the specific dietary restrictions during illness.

Let's wait until she asks Xiyan first.

"Lie down and have a good rest." Wen Yu swept the quilt on the couch and helped Song Linsheng lean back.

But Song Linsheng still couldn't feel at ease. While leaning on the couch, he kept talking about what happened at night.

"Xiaoyu, is there any trace of the spring grass?"

Wen Yu pondered for a moment and did not reply immediately.

"Yes, there is." She still felt that the question of whether or not there was anything was a bit strange to her and Yanzi.

Why was it that Yan Zi couldn't find it when she looked, but it seemed to be easily found by her?

"But I saw it growing at the bottom of the Yuan River, far from the river surface. It's not like what Lord Mu said, that it can entangle and drag people or even kill them."

Wen Yu told the truth about what he saw underwater, without hiding anything.

"In that case..." Song Linsheng frowned and whispered, not knowing what he was thinking.

The flickering candlelight clearly illuminated the thin layer of sweat on Song Linsheng's forehead, and the worry between his brows was clearly revealed.

"In that case, we have to find an opportunity to go into the water again." Wen Yu leaned over to take the copper basin beside him and held a clean handkerchief in his hand.

"Yes, Lord Mu will definitely not tell lies to fool you and me." Song Linsheng nodded in agreement. They must have missed some details.

But, what could it be?

"Hiss—" Wen Yu suddenly made a sound, and at the same time she quickly pulled her hands out of the copper basin, and the handkerchief in her hands also slipped off.

Song Linsheng raised his head in response and sat up instantly. The quilt in front of him slipped off, revealing his entire inner garment and a small part of his chest.

"Xiao Yu! Are you burned?" As he spoke, he didn't care about anything else and reached out to check Wen Yu's injuries.

Wen Yu was stunned, as if she was frightened by something, and let Song Linsheng hold her hand to check.

She made no sound and no movement.

Song Linsheng held up Wen Yu's hands and examined them carefully under the candlelight.

His movements were gentle and slow, as if he was treating a treasure that was unique in the world.

Wen Yu came back to her senses and looked along her forearm, all the way to the fingertips supported by Song Linsheng, and all the way to Song Linsheng's... vaguely visible chest.

"Ahem, it's not a burn." Wen Yu's fingertips bent slightly, reminding Song Linsheng, "Maybe it was scratched in the water. The wound is very small."

As if to confirm her words, a light red wound on the jade-white fingertip suddenly became more distinct.

There was no more bleeding, which showed the injury was not serious.

Wen Yu didn't feel much pain, but she was busy with Song Linsheng's affairs and didn't notice it.

She had just suddenly plunged into the water, and perhaps the hot water was a bit stimulating, which caused her to scream out in surprise.

However, she couldn't remember where she was injured underwater.

She had been traveling smoothly all along the way. Could it be... Spring Grass...

"No, no matter how small the wound is, it must be bandaged first, otherwise——"

Song Linsheng hurriedly turned around and rummaged through the cabinet beside the bed. Guanwuyuan was originally his residence, so he was naturally very familiar with it.

He had stored a good supply of trauma medicine in a side cabinet, which came in handy now.

"Otherwise it should have healed." Wen Yu blinked his eyes and tried to bend his fingertips.

She didn't feel any pain when she wasn't touching the water.

However... she is a spirit, and is protected by her master's divine breath. Ordinary objects should not be able to hurt her, let alone the stones, algae and water plants under the water.

It's a bit strange.

"Song Linsheng, there's really no need for bandaging." Coming back to his senses, Wen Yu shook his head and called Song Linsheng, raising his hand to hold him.

The medicine and stones in the mortal world have little effect on her, not to mention that she is a healing elf. She just needs to rest and her wounds will heal.

But Song Linsheng on the other end seemed unaware and was still rummaging through the drawer.

This one stops bleeding, that one removes scars, both are good.

After a series of tinkling sounds, Song Linsheng turned around with his arms full of medicine bottles.

His movements on the couch caused his already loose undergarments to slide open, and when he turned around suddenly, his entire chest was exposed.

Although spring has gone, the spring scenery is still endless.

The white chest was right in front of her, and Wen Yu's pupils shrank, but she couldn't stop the movement of her hands in time.

Wen Yu failed to grab Song Linsheng's wrist as expected, and now had no strength to support her. She missed and fell into Song Linsheng's arms.

"Hmm..." Song Linsheng groaned, and the various medicine bottles in his hands fell to the ground.

This is……

The cool touch of the bottle and Xiaoyu's warm cheeks intertwined together, creating a wonderful warmth in his heart.

The alternation of cold and heat is like ice and fire.

The momentary beauty made Song Linsheng a little dazed, even a little... unable to control himself.

He should have avoided it, turned his back, and apologized to Xiaoyu...

However, with so many things he should have done, he unknowingly chose what he shouldn't have done.

Song Linsheng raised his hand hesitantly and slowly, but didn't know where to put it. His curled fingertips trembled constantly, and finally he retracted it into his sleeve.

"Xiaoyu..."

Wen Yu's heart stopped beating and he dared not make a sound.

She could hear Song Linsheng's steady and powerful breathing. The even yet slightly rapid sound was like the beating of a war drum, making her heart tense.

The current situation is even more embarrassing than when He Chi Huang was caught skipping school by his master.

"I'm... I'm here." Wen Yu responded weakly, her voice gradually becoming lower and lower. "I'm sorry."

She supported herself on Song Linsheng's chest and stood up. As she struggled, the air surged, and the faint fragrance from Song Linsheng's body seemed to have eyes and went straight into her nostrils.

Warm and rich with a lingering aftertaste.

It made her almost dizzy.

In a trance, she couldn't help but think that Song Linsheng's body was not as fragile as it looked!

Well, it's quite solid.

Song Linsheng raised his hands and put them around Wen Yu, afraid that she would get hurt again, but he quickly dodged when he was about to touch Wen Yu's back.

"I, I'll bandage you."

"Bandage it? Oh, yes, bandage it."

Wen Yu stretched out her hand blankly and let Song Linsheng fiddle with it, completely forgetting what she had just thought about the useless words.

The flickering candlelight in the inner room cast the figures of Wen Yu and Song Linsheng on the overlapping gauze curtains. A warm current rose up and slowly flowed between the two of them, with bursts of subtle fragrance that touched the heart.

As the night deepened, the chirping of insects and birds faded away, and the entire Guanwu Courtyard seemed to be falling into the clouds and into a deep sleep.

I don't know when it started raining in the second half of the night. The slanting raindrops jumped in through the half-open window frame, bringing a hint of coolness into the inner room.

The inner room was as warm as spring and as hot as summer. The gradually rising temperature made the candlelight dim by three points, and the fluttering curtains made the figures between the beds appear sometimes invisible and sometimes not.

"Hmm..." Song Linsheng hummed softly, and although he didn't say anything, it seemed that there was endless lingering affection, "Xiaoyu..."

His bloated lower abdomen and tense nerves reminded him of the current situation.

Even though he was inexperienced, he could clearly feel his own restlessness and unbearable desire.

He... had never known what he wanted so clearly.

The wind grew stronger, and the opening and closing of the window brought a cool breeze. Song Linsheng was shocked to realize that he had been covered in sweat and his clothes were soaked without him knowing when.

His heart skipped a beat, and Song Linsheng unconsciously took a step back until his lower back leaned against the cabinet beside the couch, leaving him with nowhere to escape.

"Song Linsheng."