Chapter 13 Chapter 13 He has someone else in his heart
At dusk, with a shout of "Let's stop here today", Song Siyun's legs went weak and he was about to fall to the ground.
Fortunately, Gu Yanzhou was quick to catch her in time and put her safely on a chair not far away. He untied the sandbag on her wrist and said, "We'll continue tomorrow."
After hearing these words, the person lying on the chair pretending to be dead closed his eyes and really wanted to fall asleep.
In the end, she was carried back to Ruixue Pavilion by Gu Yanzhou.
When I woke up, I felt incredibly comfortable. The soreness from a day of training was gone, my limbs were warm, and I sighed contentedly. But as soon as I lowered my head, I froze in place.
Is this a bathhouse? Where are my clothes?
Song Siyun huddled up with his arms folded, looking around anxiously.
She remembered fainting from exhaustion, and then...what happened? Why was she here again?
"Girl." Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a call. He was so frightened that he couldn't control himself and shouted loudly: "Ah!"
Cui Yu was startled, thinking something had happened. She quickly opened the curtain and ran in. She was relieved to see that she was fine.
Seeing her bewildered face, he smiled slightly, put the clean clothes and hair comb in his hand aside and explained: "Don't worry, young lady, although the medicinal soup in the bath was prepared by your son-in-law, your clothes were made by me and Quemei."
At this point, he suddenly leaned closer and said teasingly, "My son-in-law is very self-conscious. He put you on the bed in the front room and then left. What a pity."
"What's there to regret!" Song Siyun gave the clumsy girl a slap in the face with a look of disappointment. He turned around and folded his hands on the edge of the bathtub to make it easier for her to wash.
Cui Yu held a purple rhinoceros wood comb in one hand and lifted her long black hair that fell like a waterfall on her back with the other. She was a little curious: "Miss, why do you hate your uncle so much? He is so good to you, are you really not moved by him at all?"
"How has he done anything good for me?" Song Siyun squinted his eyes comfortably, resting his head on his arm and listening to her nonsense.
"During your wedding, your husband was so worried about you that he slowed down his pace when leaving the house. When you came in, he ignored etiquette and carried you in his arms. On your wedding night, he injured his back while protecting you without saying a word. When you returned home, you missed home and stayed overnight at the mansion. He also prepared a generous return gift that would be envied by everyone in Kyoto. He even installed a swing in the yard for you..."
There was a constant nagging sound behind him, and Song Siyun opened his eyes.
After she finished, he refuted them one by one in a soft voice: "Regardless of whether the slow pace at the wedding was true or not, he achieved two goals at once on the day he entered the house. He not only preserved his reputation as a refined scholar, but also protected the dignity of the marriage, avoiding any accusations of neglect. He protected me on the night of the wedding, and I am grateful, but I also know that it was to avoid being held accountable when he went to the palace to express his gratitude the next day. The generous return gift was also due to my sister-in-law's contribution. As you said, I should thank my sister-in-law. As for staying overnight at my home and the swing..."
Song Siyun paused, his eyelids slightly closed for a moment before he slowly spoke: "This matter is complicated. In short, you only need to know that he stayed overnight to fulfill his wish, and the swing is an apology gift to me. As for the rest... don't think too much."
"But..." Cui Yu wanted to argue, but she saw the person in front of her lower his voice and said hesitantly, "He has someone else in his heart. Don't say this again in the future. It will be embarrassing if someone hears it."
Looking at the black hair in front of her, although she couldn't see her face clearly, Cui Yu always felt that the girl was a little unhappy.
She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say. After a while, she just closed it silently.
Inside, silence fell.
The two of them had not deliberately kept their voices down, and if someone with sharp hearing was standing outside the door, they would have heard everything clearly.
Just like Gu Yanzhou at this moment.
He had come to ask Yu Nanzhi to have dinner on her behalf, but he never expected to hear such a thing.
I have to say, she is really smart. She sees through everything he does.
But for some reason, I just feel unhappy.
This anger came from a strange place, and he didn't understand why until he finished dinner.
After dinner, the two walked back to Ruixue Pavilion, one in front and the other behind. Gu Yanzhou lagged behind, watching the person in front of him cheerfully counting on his fingers and talking to the maid beside him about which dish was too oily for dinner. He also said that he had eaten three bowls of rice that night and was worried that he would gain weight...
He frowned and worried for a while, then finally convinced himself and patted his stomach to console himself: "No problem, no problem. I have a lot of training tomorrow, so I'll just eat less tomorrow."
Gu Yanzhou watched quietly. Just before entering the house, he saw her suddenly turn around and plead with her hands folded, "Are we really going to the martial arts arena after breakfast at 11:00 tomorrow?"
He didn't answer.
"Can it be later?" He raised his hands higher and shook them continuously.
Gu Yanzhou still didn't say anything. The moonlight was scattered on the bushes on the side, and half of the shadow fell on his face, making him look even colder and more ruthless.
"Okay." Seeing a hint of leniency, Song Siyun fell silent, his brow drooping and his shoulders slumped. As Cui Yu supported him into the door, he still had some hope: "A quarter of an hour later is fine. I'm really exhausted today."
This time, he actually spoke out loud: "Does it still hurt?"
I wanted to agree to get up later tomorrow, but when I thought about the medicinal bath he had prepared...
My conscience couldn't bear it any longer, so I finally told the truth: "Actually, I feel much better after taking the medicinal bath. It's just that my shoulders and calves are still a little sore."
"It's normal." Gu Yanzhou nodded, stepped into the house and explained to her: "It's normal for you to move suddenly after not moving for a long time. I just didn't expect..."
He glanced at her from head to toe, then swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, facing her increasingly dissatisfied look. He replaced them with another statement that she could barely accept: "Maybe the medicine pool is not strong enough. I'll pinch the sore area for you later, and increase the strength of the medicine pool tomorrow."
"Oh." Not achieving his goal, Song Siyun responded with a pout.
Cui Yu, who was standing by, saw this and was about to say that she could do it, but before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by a cold look and had to retreat in silence.
But they didn't expect that after that night, rumors would spread that someone had been killed in Ruixue Pavilion in the middle of the night, and the second young master's wife had been scared crazy.
Because of the training, Song Siyun stood as soon as she opened her eyes and slept as soon as she closed them. She used to love going out in the cool autumn weather, but now she hasn't gone out for more than half a month.
During this time, Yun Wanqiao came several times and saw her from a distance standing in the hot sun with her hands on her hips drying. She didn't believe it at first, but gradually she thought Ah Yun was crazy.
So, when they first met during the autumn hunt, Yun Wanqiao pulled her around and looked her over, very surprised: "Are you cured of your madness?"
Before Song Siyun came over, Yun Wanqiao had already circled around her twice and leaned over to explain to her the recent rumors in Kyoto.
Song Siyun: ...
After learning the whole story, she seemed to understand why everyone looked at her so strangely today. Even her elder sister, who always abided by the palace rules, broke the rules in public and quietly asked her if she was doing well.
Thinking of this, a bit of resentment appeared in his eyes, and he slowly moved towards Gu Yanzhou.
Over there, Gu Yanzhou, who was talking with the prince, suddenly felt a chill on his back. Turning around, he met his wife's resentful eyes.
He glanced at Yun Wanqiao out of the corner of his eye, and in just a moment, he realized why.
I already knew.
The narrow and long phoenix eyes were filled with a smile, which was fleeting but made people's hearts tremble.
Although he always has a smile on his face, it is very rare to see a smile in his eyes.
Song Siyun took a quick look and then looked away, pulling Yun Wanqiao to change into riding clothes.
When the two men came back, they were riding big horses and beating drums.
The sound of drums filled his ears, and amidst the fluttering banners, Emperor Zhaoming, clad in a bright yellow five-clawed dragon riding uniform, raised his arms and shouted, his heart pounding with encouragement. The oxhide drums beat even louder. As the heavens and the earth trembled, he spotted Song Siyun, dressed in a bright red riding uniform, half a head shorter than the others.
He couldn't help but laugh and said jokingly, "Ah Yun, you are indeed as brave as any man. You are always there for the autumn hunt every year. What kind of hunt do you want to go hunting this year?"
Although he was singled out, Song Siyun also keenly noticed that His Majesty this year was a bit more friendly than before.
After a moment's thought, she continued climbing the slope, "I want to hunt a rabbit and bring it back home to raise. I also want a deerskin to make a hand warmer and boots. If Your Majesty hunts any, could you give them to me?"
This was such a bold statement that many people changed their expressions.
The Song Grand Tutor and his wife, as well as Song Sixu, stood up together to apologize. However, Emperor Zhaoming was not displeased at all. Instead, he laughed even more happily and pointed at her and said, "Yanzhou, look at this lady of yours. She may not be very tall, but she is quite courageous."
Finally, he whipped his horse and rushed out, saying, "It's just a deer skin. I'll give you a roasted deer leg as a reward later."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." From a distance, Song Siyun bowed and saluted, then whipped his whip and rushed out.
Yun Wanqiao followed closely behind, and when they were running neck and neck, she teased, "Ah Yun, since His Majesty gave you a deer leg, I will give you a rabbit."
After he finished speaking, he took the arrow from the bow with his right hand, squinted his eyes, and aimed at the white light that flashed in the bushes.
"Okay." Along with her words, there was also a "rustling" sound breaking through the air.
The determined man reined in his horse and trotted off to retrieve it, only to return with an empty arrow. Song Siyun pursed her lips, trying not to laugh out loud, but it was so hard that her shoulders were shaking like sieves.
It makes people even more annoyed!
Her fair face flushed red as she jumped onto the horse. Her aquamarine riding clothes with red threads fluttered in the wind, tangling with the girl's stubborn black hair. She was full of dissatisfaction, "Don't laugh! I'm sure I can catch it!"
The next moment, the horse galloped away, aiming at the swaying bushes and chasing them all the way.
Song Siyun found it funny and squeezed his horse's belly to catch up.
Before they knew it, the two had been chasing each other for a long time.
After several missteps, Yun Wanqiao's legs were shaking when she dismounted. It was simply because the saddle was too hard and rubbed against her.
In fact, Song Siyun was also in a bit of pain, but when he saw his friend holding his breath and riding his horse to catch up with him with his legs shaking, he had no choice but to accept his fate and follow.
In fact, she felt that with Yun Wanqiao's accuracy, she might not be able to catch the rabbit even after three days of autumn hunting.
So this time, she quietly helped.
"Ah Yun, I caught it." Seeing her friend happily pinching the rabbit under her armpit and waving at her, Song Siyun smiled, holding her face with both hands, and pretended to be surprised: "Wow! Qiaoqiao is amazing! She actually caught it!"
"That's right," Yun Wanqiao was also very happy. She kept stroking the rabbit's head in her arms and smiled from ear to ear: "This is the first prey I have hunted in three years."
As he spoke, his voice became softer, and he would look up at her from time to time.
Song Siyun understood, and was reluctant to give it away. He chuckled softly, and finally waved his hand generously: "A gentleman does not take away what others like. You should keep the rabbits you hunt yourself. After all, it is more meaningful to give them away as a gift than to hunt them yourself."
"That's right." Yun Wanqiao nodded and agreed quickly, then thought of her previous boast and promised, "Don't worry, Ah Yun, I will help you hunt another rabbit today."
Then he held the rabbit in his arms in front of her and said in a low voice, "Little rabbit, little rabbit, thank Sister Ayun for your kindness."
The two of them looked at the fair rabbit with a smile. The next moment, something unexpected happened. A knife flew over from somewhere, brushed against their hair, and rushed straight towards the little rabbit in Yun Wanqiao's hands.
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