"If I remember correctly, Lin Wusheng is Dong Maolin's student?"
Thirteen: "Yes."
Huai Xu. Lin Wusheng. Zhang Lü.
Four years ago. Flood. Birthday banquet.
An absurd father and son.
Then there was the Red Lotus Cult, which suddenly appeared later.
All of this seems like a coincidence, but upon closer inspection, it is actually interconnected.
Dong Maolin, that old fox, doesn't show his true colors on the surface, but Song Ting has never suspected him.
"Keep a close eye on Dong Maolin. I want to see if he's a man or a ghost."
Whether it's a coincidence or a conspiracy, an investigation will reveal the truth.
"Yes!" Thirteen bowed. "In addition, I brought back another person."
Song Ting frowned.
"Your subordinate..." Thirteen was actually a little flustered, but knowing his master's temperament, he didn't dare to hesitate and said nervously, "Your subordinate has brought back that child named Xiao An..."
Seeing that Song Ting's expression was getting even worse, he quickly added, "But I was forced into it!"
...
"Is the young master awake?"
"No."
After half a cup of tea.
"Is the young master awake?"
"Did you see the door is open?"
After a cup of tea.
"Is the young master awake?"
"No."
Half an incense stick later.
"I think I heard some noise in the room. Has the young master woken up?"
No, you misheard.
"No, it's just that the young master has woken up."
"I said no, so it's no. Are your ears better or mine?"
...
After an incense stick has burned.
"Young master, wake up—uh—"
Xiao Wu slapped his mouth shut: "You brat, I have limited patience. Don't ask anymore, or I'll cut your tongue out."
Although he always had a carefree and playful demeanor, he was, after all, the fearsome White Impermanence, and once he turned serious, he was quite intimidating.
Xiao An stared wide-eyed and reluctantly nodded.
"I'm really seeing things. How could Thirteen disobey the adults' orders and bring you back, you little devil..." Xiao Wu was so worried that he wanted to clean a few outhouses to vent his anger.
The two sat side by side under the eaves. Xiao An rested her chin on her hand, her big eyes darting around: "I threatened him."
"Tch." Xiao Wu almost laughed in anger. "You? Threaten Thirteen? You must be dreaming."
If Thirteen can't even handle a little brat, he should quit as soon as possible. The secret guards can't afford to lose face like that.
"real."
"Then tell me, how did you threaten me?"
“I told him that if he didn’t take me with him, I would bang my head against a wall, throw myself into a well, or go on a hunger strike!” Xiao An clenched her fist, looking very serious.
Xiao Wu: "..."
He pulled a paper package from his pocket: "I have a big chicken leg, want some?"
Xiao An's eyes lit up: "I want to!"
"Someone like you, going on a hunger strike? Thirteen is getting sillier and sillier, really..." Xiao Wu burst out laughing and shook his head speechlessly.
Xiao An took a bite of the fragrant chicken leg: "That's different. Now that I'm back by the young master's side, everything tastes delicious! But if he refuses to take me with him, I'll kill myself in front of him!"
"So what if he's dead? It's not like he's never seen a dead person before. What's the big deal if one of you dies?" Xiao Wu said indifferently.
Xiao An: "If I die, the young master will be sad. If the young master is sad, that lord will also be sad. So he has no choice but to bring me back."
“You look a bit dull and silly, but I didn’t expect you to be so smart.” Xiao Wu laughed even harder. “But have you ever thought that whether you live or die is actually not important?”
"Um?"
"It's not that your young master is bad, but one of you is in Chang'an and the other is in Yingtian, which is a huge distance apart. Have you ever thought that even if your corpse rots, your young master won't know?"
When Xiao An was asked this question, her mind raced, but she couldn't think of a rebuttal: "This..."
"So you're still not smart enough, except that Thirteen is even dumber than you."
When called stupid, Xiao An retorted, "You're the stupid one! I'm not stupid at all!"
"What's all this noise so early in the morning? Can't a person get any sleep?" The door behind him was suddenly pushed open, and Chu Huaixu leaned lazily against the doorway, wearing only an undergarment, his brow furrowed with impatience.
His gaze shifted and suddenly landed on Xiao An, who was still sitting under the eaves, and his expression changed slightly.
Xiao An stood up the moment their eyes met, clenching her fists, her voice trembling slightly: "Young...Young Master..."
Since being given away for adoption, Xiao An has been thinking about her young master every day, worrying about whether he is eating well, whether he is being bullied, whether he has offended the man surnamed Song... She is so worried that she has lost a lot of hair.
For five years at Zuichunlou, the two relied on each other for survival, and neither of them ever left the other. He took care of the young master's every need, and Xiao An was really worried about him.
Although the man named Thirteen repeatedly assured him that the young master was doing well in the Song family, Xiao An simply did not believe him.
He had long heard about the events at White Horse Temple and knew how the young master had narrowly escaped death. He couldn't rest easy until he saw him.
Now that the young master was actually standing in front of him, he felt a bit apprehensive, like someone returning home, and stood there stunned for a long time without daring to move.
He thought Thirteen was lying to him; the young master had clearly lost a lot of weight and didn't look well at all.
The big bad wolf surnamed Song clearly promised him that he would take good care of the young master, but he broke his promise.
Therefore, no one else can be trusted; only he himself can stay by the young master's side and take care of him.
"Waaaaah, young master, I've finally seen you again, waaaaah..." Xiao An cried with snot and tears streaming down her face.
Chu Huaixu: "..."
He had a headache, and glared at Xiao Wu, ordering, "Where's Song Ting? Tell Song Ting to come see me."
"Um... the master has gone to the palace. If the young master has any orders, you can leave them to me."
Chu Huaixu was taken aback. After a moment, he asked coldly, "The Empress Dowager is dead?"
Xiao Wu: "..."
You didn't need to be so blunt. Are you really not afraid of being overheard?
Xiao Wu forced a smile and said, "Not yet, but..."
Chu Huaixu nodded, understanding. He sneered, "That's truly a good thing. Tell the steward that everyone in the manor will be rewarded today and will have a good lunch."
Xiao Wu: "…………"
Xiao Wu thought to himself once again, "We should really call Qi Zhou to listen to this. This is what it means to be outspoken. Compared to this master, I am quite mild-mannered."
"As for you..." Chu Huaixu turned his gaze back to Xiao An, "Go back to where you came from."
"I'm not leaving!" Xiao An suddenly threw herself into his arms, her arms tightly wrapped around his waist. "I'm not going anywhere! I want to stay by your side! I was your servant to begin with, and if I'm going back, it'll be to your side! I'm not leaving!"
"Waaaaah, please don't send me away... I'll never eat chicken drumsticks again, waaaaah..."
...What does this have to do with chicken legs?
Chu Huaixu's brows furrowed even more, his eyes piercing Xiao Wu: "What's going on? What is Song Ting up to?"
Xiao Wu felt wronged, and so did his parents. The blame clearly belonged to the brat and Thirteen, but they were forced to take the fall.
"This... please let me explain..."
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