Chapter 197: He doesn't care.

The wheels rolled slowly over the cobblestone road, making a series of cracking sounds in this street and that intersection.

The setting sun was shining brightly, and as the carriage swayed, strands of golden light leaped in from between the curtains, illuminating the incense burner with its blue and white coiled branches on the small table.

Occasionally, dazzling spots of light would be reflected from it into Wen Yu's eye sockets.

Wen Yu closed her eyes slightly and was about to turn sideways, but suddenly a hand with distinct knuckles stopped her in front of her, just blocking the annoying light for her.

Looking at the fingertips so close, Wen Yu couldn't help but blink, then tilted her head to look through the gap -

It’s Song Linsheng.

When their eyes met, they both smiled in tacit understanding.

Wen Yu has shallow dimples on her face, which makes her look like she is drunk without even drinking.

Song Linsheng also pursed his lips and chuckled. Even though the smile was not big, it was not difficult to tell that he was in a good mood at the moment.

Yu Chang sat with his arms folded beside Wen Yu, facing Song Linsheng.

His every move naturally fell into Yu Chang's eyes without any error. The latter's eyes were gloomy and his expression remained unchanged. He only raised his eyebrows slightly after seeing Song Linsheng's actions clearly.

It's a waste of time...

Yu Chang sat upright, motionless, only tapping his fingers lightly hidden in his sleeves -

The curtain that was originally swaying along with the frame suddenly seemed to have a soul and stuck tightly to the wall of the car, leaving not even the slightest gap.

The slightly glaring Qingyang was naturally completely isolated and could no longer disturb Wen Yu in the slightest.

Song Linsheng's eyebrows were gentle and his expression was calm. When he saw the light in the car disappear, he withdrew his hand without showing any surprise or anger.

As long as Xiaoyu is happy, nothing else matters.

He... doesn't care.

"Wash the inkstone." Song Linsheng smiled slightly and turned sideways to ask outside the curtain, "How far is it?"

"Sir, it's almost time."

The sound of washing the inkstone came through the carriage curtain, carrying with it a hint of inexplicable doubt.

"But Madam Wen, are you sure that Lord Mu's residence is here?"

Wen Yu raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, puzzled. "Huh? Lord Mu's residence is called Linyuankou!"

Just as the Song residence was located in Guan'an Lane, Shuqian Street, in order to make Xi Yan clearer, she specifically told him where Lord Mu's residence was.

It should be correct...

This was what Lord Mu told her last time! How could it be wrong?

"Yes...it's Linyuankou, but..." Xiyan's voice was hesitant, and his speech speed slowed down. "But there is a building complex in Linyuankou, and this whole area is called Linyuankou..."

Building...community?

Wen Yu choked when he heard this and was a little speechless.

This was also her first time visiting Lord Mu's residence, and she was not very clear about its location.

But from what Xiyan said, it seems that Linyuankou is quite... quite grand?

Wen Yu was confused and couldn't help but turn to look at Song Linsheng beside him.

Song Linsheng was just thinking about it when he saw Wen Yu looking over, so he explained, "I only know that Linyuankou is a newly built mansion complex in recent years. Every inch of land there is worth a lot of money, and only the rich and powerful can afford it. I don't know much else."

He had been away from Jiangyang Prefecture for many years, and he was not completely familiar with the current appearance of the city, but...

"But I heard that Lord Mu only took up his post in Jiangyang a year ago, so it makes sense for him to live here."

"Hmm..." Wen Yu pondered, "So, Lord Mu only told me that his family lived in Linyuankou, but didn't tell me the details of his residence..."

Wen Yu snorted in his heart and couldn't help but complain: How stingy.

Are you afraid that she will come?

Even if it is a place where every inch of land is worth a lot of money, she doesn't care about it!

Thinking of this, Wen Yu wanted to go home, and then blurted out, "Wash the inkstone——"

"Hmm? I'm here! Madam Wen—" Xiyan pulled the reins and slowed down his pace, "What's wrong?"

But as soon as he said this, Wen Yu felt a little regretful.

She was just in a hurry just now, and she couldn't really go back home.

I wonder how Lord Mu is doing now?

When Wen Yu thought of the Mingkun hairpin that Lord Mu gave her on Shangsi Day, which was pinned neatly on the back of her head, she wanted to bite her tongue.

"Nothing."

Song Linsheng's eyes flickered as his gaze passed over Wen Yu's cheek. He understood immediately and continued:

"In that case, let's get off the bus and ask along the way. I'm sure we can find out where Lord Mu lives."

After saying that, Song Linsheng turned around, looked at Wen Yu with a smile on his face.

He looks obedient and has a gentle smile, just like a little fox wagging its tail, considerate and a little cunning.

When Wen Yu saw Song Linsheng's expression, her face flushed and turned red in an instant.

She hesitated, slowly raised her sleeve and scratched the corners of her eyebrows, then opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, at this moment, the sound of washing the inkstone passed through the curtain again and came between the few people.

"Okay, sir, I'll park the bike on the side of the road and ask a passerby."

As soon as Xiyan finished speaking, the wheels slowed down until they stopped, and then there was the sound of Xiyan turning over and getting off the car and then stepping steadily onto the ground.

"No, why don't we get off together? We can move faster if there are more people." Wen Yu raised her sleeve and pointed outside the car, but her eyes glanced to the side, not daring to look at Song Linsheng.

"Okay, I'll listen to Xiaoyu in everything." Song Linsheng naturally had no reason to refuse Wen Yu's words.

"Then..." Wen Yu hesitated, thinking about how to start the conversation.

Yu Chang's eyes were indifferent. He opened his eyes slightly and glanced at Wen Yu and Song Linsheng. Without waiting for Wen Yu to finish speaking, he stood up, waved his sleeves, and got off the carriage first.

This is so boring...

When Yu Chang stood firmly on his feet, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Looking at the scattered houses in front of him and the inkstone standing beside him, it was clearly an extremely spacious and broad street, but he only felt a tightness in his chest and was upset.

Compared with the bottomless Yuan River in the past, it is even deeper.

Wen Yu stared blankly at the car curtain in front of her that kept shaking as Yu Chang left, and then blinked and stared at Song Linsheng.

The car suddenly became much more spacious, but she still felt inexplicably crowded.

An inexplicable atmosphere surrounded her, as if trying to push her towards Song Linsheng.

"Then, let's get off the car and take a look." Wen Yu said word by word, not knowing where the hesitation and shyness came from, "Hmm..."

He usually spoke very casually with Song Linsheng, so why was he stuttering today?

After saying this, without waiting for Song Linsheng's response, Wen Yu shrank her neck and moved closer to the car wall.

The blue and white porcelain stove with winding branches, which she usually didn't care much about, now looked at her as if she was afraid it would break, making her move cautiously and not dare to be reckless at all.

Song Linsheng lowered his eyes and stared at Wen Yu's figure. He saw that her hair hanging behind her was like a ribbon, and her movements were swaying with bursts of gorgeous colors.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and the wind blew with it, bringing him bursts of fragrance.

——It smells like jasmine.

He couldn't help but chuckle. Xiaoyu liked Jasmine, so he... naturally liked her too.

Song Linsheng suppressed his expression, did not linger any longer, and got off the carriage behind Wen Yu.

"Huh..." Wen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, then crossed her arms and couldn't help but look around, "This is..."

The building complex in front of us is magnificent and well-arranged. In the middle is a very wide driveway, and on both sides are various pavilions, towers, houses and mansions.

Occasionally, vines and green bamboos peek out from the eaves, contrasting beautifully with the distant mountains and clouds, adding a touch of elegance and artistic conception.

Under the shining of the blue sun, it seems to be covered with a layer of faint golden light, which further highlights its grandeur and wealth.

If the Song residence is exquisite and beautiful, then this Linyuankou is simply...

Wen Yu paused, trying to think of the right words to describe what he was seeing.

Um……

Grand and majestic? Wealthy and powerful?

Wen Yu couldn't help but be amazed. Lord Mu was really a hidden talent. He actually lived in such a luxurious residence!

It turned out that when he gave her the hairpin, he had said that he had a large collection in his house and asked her not to be polite, but it wasn't just a humble statement...

Wen Yu couldn't help but close his eyes.

But when she thought of the Mingkun that Lord Mu had given her, the gems and pearls inlaid on it seemed to be of great value.

From this perspective, it seems natural and not surprising that Lord Mu lives in Linyuankou.

Good, good, good, it turns out that she is the only one in Jiangyang Prefecture who has neither land nor a house!

No, Wen Yu's eyes turned——

Now there is Yu Chang with her.

Wen Yu felt a little relieved. He once again scanned the pavilions and towers before him and said with emotion, "Is this... Linyuankou?"

She recited each word clearly, and her amazement was self-evident.

There are many jade buildings and even more houses and palaces in the East Heaven, but it is the cave of immortals after all.

Linyuankou is just an ordinary building, yet it has been renovated so magnificently.

Song Lin smiled and nodded when he heard this, and replied affirmatively, "Yeah."

I heard from Uncle Song that Linyuankou was once prosperous for a period of time. Various gentry and wealthy people lived here. It was once an extremely prosperous street, but later it was abandoned for various reasons.

Unexpectedly, Lord Mu now lives in Linyuankou.

Compared to Wen Yu's surprise and Song Linsheng's agreement, Yu Chang remained calm and unperturbed.

He is not very interested in mortal things.

Although he disliked the dark and damp bottom of the Yuan River, he did not yearn for a luxurious residence.

"Master, Madam Wen." Xi Yan glanced at the endless Linyuan Gate in front of him, looking up at the sky in silence, "Then I'll ask someone first."

If we search every house in such a large mansion, we may not be able to find Lord Mu even when the moon is at its highest point in the sky and the night is full of stars.

"Okay." Song Linsheng nodded in agreement, and then prepared to split up with Xiyan to search together.

At this moment, Wen Yu looked far away and seemed to see someone coming towards him.

The figure seemed vaguely familiar.

"Wait!" Wen Yu said immediately, blocking Song Linsheng with one hand, "That's--"

The figure in the distance was gradually approaching, pushing a float with various lanterns, colored ropes, silk ribbons and other small items hanging on it, with a full range of categories and a variety of colors.

The closer you get, the clearer you can see.

"Wu Da?" The man's figure became clearer and clearer, and in an instant he matched the person in Wen Yu's memory.

It was Wu Da whom I had met yesterday at the temporary market set up for the Yuanshui sacrifice.

Lord Mu even bought lanterns for her from Wu Da’s stall!

Although it was Song Linsheng who paid in the end.

After figuring out the identity of the visitor, Wen Yu no longer hesitated and stepped forward to greet Wu Da:

"Wu Da? Sorry to bother you." Wen Yu spoke politely, looking at Wu Da expectantly, hoping that he would still have some impression of her so that she could ask him a few questions.

"Madam..." Wu Da responded and stopped pushing the float. "You are..."