Chapter 276: First Release "You two are not... begging...

His eyebrows, nose, lips, and jaw all look like him, yet when they are put together, none of them are him.

Even if they wear the same clothes, he... is like jade with a warm color, while he... is like ethereal smoke.

"We should go back quickly..." Wen Yu looked away and answered without distraction.

But whether it was jade or smoke, she had to admit that she really couldn't cut it apart completely, making one one and two two, and she couldn't keep it from being disturbed at all.

Tai Hao pondered for a moment, nodded slightly to show his approval, and then without further delay, he raised his hand and used magic to put the hair crown in place.

Wen Yu couldn't help but frown, and the confusion in her expression disappeared in an instant.

Now that he knew he had divine power to use, why was he so slow just now? Wasn't that a waste of time? And let her... let her catch him.

Without waiting for Taihao to speak, Wen Yu couldn't wait to step forward, hurriedly pushed the door open and went back in the direction she came from, leaving her uneasy mind and full of strangeness behind.

Looking at her back as she took two steps at a time, which could even be said to be a flight in panic, Tai Hao's eyes turned slightly, and while slightly sideways, he hung the clothes he had taken off and Wen Yu's cloak together, and then he picked up his steps and chased after her slowly.

The courtyard was quiet, with only the overlapping footsteps of Wen Yu and Tai Hao. Wen Yu looked hurried, with a hint of anxiety in his haste.

"Grandma——" Wen Yu stepped in without hesitation and shouted as the door was pushed open with a clang.

Although Tai Hao didn't know why she was so anxious, he still followed her and closed the door, then stood three or two steps behind Wen Yu.

Wen Yu's eyes quickly swept across the room—

The clay pot had been moved to the stove, and the steam rising from it came out from the edge of the half-open lid, creating a wisp of mist. The pile of firewood that had been set up for cooking soup had lost its flame, leaving only a pile of bright red firewood.

Wen Yu's heart moved slightly, and she called out again, "Grandma?"

"Hey——" Before he finished speaking, someone responded.

Then there was a burst of hurried footsteps, and the old lady came out from behind the cupboard, holding a soup bowl and a spoon. Seeing Wen Yu and the others dressed neatly, her eyes lit up.

"I never thought that this dress would fit you and your husband so well. It looks like it was tailor-made for you." The old lady looked at Wen Yu and Tai Hao with great satisfaction, nodding frequently as she looked.

She was really surprised that these clothes, which were just some unused clothes in the backyard, could look so good when worn.

"Well..." Wen Yu looked around at himself, then glanced at the Emperor beside him, and replied hastily, "Yes, and I have to thank you, grandma, otherwise we would have frozen to death."

She didn't know if Song Zhuo had arranged for someone to put these clothes here, but since she had already put them on, she would ask Song Zhuo when she got back.

But how could this old lady know so much about the situation inside Xianchun Cottage?

Wen Yu had a smile on her face as she chatted with the old lady, but she was not in a hurry to ask anything else.

"What are you thanking me for? No need to thank me!" The old lady kept moving her hands while she spoke. "Drink some hot soup, and you'll feel even warmer!"

She spread out the soup bowls she had just cleared, poured one for Wen Yu and Tai Hao, and then turned around to add some new firewood to the fire.

The dying flame leaped up again.

Wen Yu thanked him repeatedly, then sat down around the fire with the bowl of soup in his hand. But for some reason, he moved back.

Taihao saw her action. Although he didn't know the reason, he moved and sat next to Wenyu.

Wen Yu blew gently on the steaming soup. At such a close distance, she could smell the freshness and sweetness of the soup, which was even more delicious than when it was in the clay pot.

I can’t say anything about the others, but it’s much more fragrant than her Meng Po soup.

While hesitating, Wen Yu took a sip of chicken soup, and the warm feeling immediately spread throughout her body. She couldn't help but shrug.

"I haven't had time to ask, what should I call you, grandma?"

The old woman who was still busy at the stove turned around and looked at Wen Yu. Without stopping her hand movements, she answered cheerfully: "Me? My last name is Zhu, you can call me——"

"Grandma Zhu?" Wen Yu asked tentatively.

The old lady thought for a moment, not knowing what she was thinking, but soon nodded affirmatively, accepting the name, "Yes! That's it!"

As they talked, the two became more and more enthusiastic, making Tai Hao, who was sitting quietly beside them, feel as if he was isolated on a glacier and snowfield thousands of miles away, unable to fit in between Wen Yu and this Bamboo Granny.

Wen Yu smiled brightly and continued to drink several sips from the soup bowl, "Grandma Zhu, the soup you cooked is really delicious."

"You are such a sweet-talking girl, always able to make an old woman like me happy." Granny Zhu smiled and shook her head, joking with Wenyu, "But I think your husband looks like he's having a hard time swallowing it."

Although she knew she was just joking, Wen Yu still subconsciously looked at Tai Hao beside her. She wanted to ask, but in front of Grandma Zhu, she didn't know how to address the Emperor, so she just asked with her eyes.

Perhaps it was because Grandma Zhu had added too much firewood just now, and the fire in front of him was burning too strongly. Taihao's face felt hot, and his eyelashes couldn't help but flicker twice very quickly.

Seeing him look like a fool, and wondering whether he had listened carefully to the conversation between her and Grandma Zhu, Wen Yu was puzzled. After some hesitation, she decided to give him a reminder.

But she really couldn't call him "husband".

Fortunately, before she could make any move, Tai Hao pinched the edge of the soup bowl with two fingers, quickly brought it to his lips and took a sip, then looked at Wen Yu with a strange expression——

It's more like asking for a reward.

How strange...

How could she have such a bizarre idea... Wen Yu grabbed herself and shook it violently in her heart, wishing she could shake it all out.

"Yes, it tastes very good." Tai Hao nodded slightly and answered affirmatively.

He didn't drink it because he had been fasting for a long time. Even tens of thousands of years ago, he was still eating wind and drinking dew, and did not eat any human food.

It can be seen that Wen Yujun still seems to be very interested in these delicacies and has not stopped this hobby because of his ascension, which makes him a little curious.

Wen Yu's eyes quickly swept over Tai Hao, but she did not respond to him. Instead, she turned her head back and continued drinking her soup.

This emperor is really out of touch with the world.

"Hahahaha—" Grandma Zhu laughed heartily and waved to Wenyu and the others, "If it tastes good, use more. There's plenty here!"

"Of course." Wen Yu nodded and asked casually, "But Grandma Zhu, where did you get these eggs? When I came up here, I didn't see many birds in the mountains. I guess there isn't much game there, right?"

"Well..." Granny Zhu raised her hand and switched to another, deeper soup pot, and evenly distributed the food in the pot over. "This wasn't caused by me, the old woman. It was..."

Granny Zhu paused, then turned around and said to Wen Yu mysteriously, "It was the little immortal master who brought it back."

"Little Immortal Master?" Before Grandma Zhu finished speaking, Wen Yu raised her voice slightly and asked.

What little immortal master? She didn't even know that in addition to her master, Ju Mang Jun, there was a little immortal master in Houchun Mountain.

Wen Yu took the time to glance at the Emperor beside her. Since she stepped into Houchun Mountain, she had not sensed any other aura. If he was really an immortal master, she should be able to sense his presence.

I wonder if the Emperor has any response.

But Taihao's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't show any special expression when he heard what Grandma Zhu said. Wen Yu was a little unsure for a moment.

"Yes, girl." Granny Zhu lowered her voice, more cautious than before, "Things have been going on in Jiangyang Prefecture lately, and I think you must have heard some rumors."

Wen Yu frowned, and there was a fleeting look of surprise in his eyes.

It seems that although Grandma Zhu is far away in Houchun Mountain, she is very familiar with the current situation in Jiangyang Prefecture.

"Yes..." Wen Yu spoke hesitantly, putting on a frightened look, "My husband and I have come from afar. We originally wanted to pray at the Wutong Ancestral Temple in Houchun Mountain, but when we arrived in Jiangyang, we heard some..."

Wen Yu gritted her teeth and managed to cover up the strange relationship between her and the Emperor. She made up an excuse to chat with Granny Zhu.

As for what he heard, Wen Yu avoided talking about it at the right time.

Some things don't have to be said in full. Leaving a little room will give people endless room for imagination.

"So it's a stranger—" Granny Zhu's expression suddenly changed, her face full of distress. "How pitiful, it happened at a time like this."

"Grandma Zhu, do you know what's going on?" Wen Yu struck while the iron was hot and secretly observed Grandma Zhu's expression.

Since you feel sorry for her, you might as well tell her everything you know.

"That's a long story. Jiangyang Mansion is probably in chaos right now." Granny Zhu shook her head, as if remembering something. "But with the little immortal master here, you and your husband can rest assured. Nothing will happen."

"This..." Wen Yu glanced at the Emperor silently, and they both saw some understanding in each other's eyes.

This Grandma Zhu seems to have said everything, but in fact she said nothing.

"This courtyard is large and spacious. You two can stay here for the time being after dinner. You can go down the mountain after a few days when it's safe."

Granny Zhu didn't seem to be pretending. She was only trying to comfort Wen Yu and Tai Hao, as if she was afraid that they would be frightened. Everything she said and did revealed the kindness of an elder.

Wen Yu had obviously noticed something, but he still didn't give up. He hesitated and said, "But, we haven't even made it to the Wutong Ancestral Temple to pray yet, so how can we go down the mountain..."

After a brief moment of reflection, Granny Zhu seemed to react belatedly. She glanced between Wen Yu and Tai Hao, then smiled with sudden realization. "You two... aren't you praying for children? This mountain worships the Goddess of Spring, not the Goddess of Childbirth."

"What?" Wen Yu almost raised her voice, almost breaking it, "Grandma Zhu, cough cough cough."

The soup bowl she was holding in both hands was about to fly out, but Tai Hao beside her reacted very quickly and stopped it and put it aside.

He had just tried it, and the soup was scalding hot when it was first served. It would be bad if it hurt him.

But even with this truth, Tai Hao looked at his right hand, which moved before his thoughts, and still felt a little...

It's simply indescribable.

At the same time, Wen Yu looked down at the empty palm, slowly retracted his fingertips, and then simply withdrew his hand.

An inexplicable atmosphere surged between the two of them, perhaps it was the heat from the burning firewood, or perhaps it was the mist from the soup, Wen Yu couldn't tell.

"Oh——" Grandma Zhu sighed, unaware of everything happening behind her.

After she had cleared the soup bowls and spoons from the stove, she returned with the large soup pot and advised, "The Wutong Ancestral Temple hasn't been as effective as it used to be in recent years. I think it's best if you two don't go. You should return home as soon as possible and find another temple."

Wen Yu put aside the strangeness just now and only noticed another thing.

The Wutong Ancestral Temple is not as effective as before?