Chapter 18 Chapter 18 But I heard it. Gu Yanzhou, you...
Strangely, Song Siyun actually heard a hint of confusion in his voice.
Mu Jingheng on the opposite side fell speechless, opened and closed his lips for a long time, and finally fled in panic.
She looked at his back and couldn't help but think, if he was asking her...
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a man's dull question: "Ah Yun, if it were you, what would you do?"
Song Siyun looked up blankly, meeting those dark, inky eyes. She pursed her lips and said sincerely, "I don't know. But with my personality, I'd probably do anything for revenge. But Gu Yanzhou—"
"You're different from me. You wouldn't be as impulsive as I am. I believe you have your own conclusions."
She looked at him steadily, her smile gentle and bright.
From her eyes, one can see deep trust.
The dark eyes melted away, and he looked at her, his brows slightly relaxed, and the hand on her shoulder moved closer.
The moonlight tonight is extremely dim, almost invisible, and the stars in contrast are particularly bright.
The stars in the sky are interwoven into a cloth, with the waning moon as curved as a silver hook embedded in it, creating a spectacular sight.
The two of them looked up in tacit understanding and watched quietly.
But gradually, someone glanced sideways.
Gu Yanzhou lowered his eyes and looked at the little person beside him who was concentrating on gazing at the moon.
I never looked at her carefully before, but only today did I realize that she was actually very special.
His round face looks like the freshly baked buns from a breakfast shop in Beijing, plump and soft.
When he was young and in dire straits, he would lie by the stove for a long time, swearing that one day he would eat all the buns in Beijing.
Therefore, on the first day he received his monthly salary as a tutor, he bought all the buns in Kyoto and ate them with his brother for four or five days to avoid wasting them.
Since then, my brother hasn't eaten a single bun for several years.
So is he.
At that time, he thought he had eaten all the buns in Beijing.
Whenever he passed by a bun shop and the vendor called out, he would always imitate Song Siyun, raise his chin, and say arrogantly and proudly, "I'm tired of eating this."
After all, at that time, Song Siyun was the most rude, willful, arrogant, and proud person he had ever met.
It was not until today that he realized that he seemed to have spoken too early.
His gaze slid down the girl's fair, round cheeks, landing on her pale red lips...
Suddenly, I wanted to try it.
but……
No rush.
Gu Yanzhou smiled, staring at her with his narrow eyes, determined to win.
This is a hot-tempered kid, so you need to be careful when dealing with him.
Just as he was thinking, the person in front of him turned around unexpectedly. He was startled, as if he had done something wrong, and quickly lowered his eyes.
Song Siyun stared at him in confusion, and leaned forward to ask, "Why are you panicking? Did you do something bad behind my back?"
"No." The man mumbled in a low voice.
But she kept chasing him, poking his chest with her fingertips, and smiled teasingly: "But I heard it."
"Gu Yanzhou, you're jumping very fast here."
As if his tail had been stepped on, the stern-faced man froze, his fingers trembling even more. He took a deep breath and said after a while, "You heard wrong."
"oh--"
The person in front of him deliberately stretched out his voice, with the word "disbelief" written all over his face.
She coughed twice, feeling guilty, desperate for a change of topic. Gu Yanzhou raised his eyes, looking past her into the depths of the dense forest.
Looking at that——
The mouse that has been following for a long time.
As the stone fell out of his hand, a scream was heard from the dense forest, followed by the woman's panicked cry.
Song Siyun was startled by the sudden sound and instinctively shrank to a safer place, saying in a trembling voice, "Who is it?"
"Yeah. Who is it! Come out quickly." He rubbed his chin against the hairy hair of the person in his arms, and then put his left hand around the waist to protect the person tighter. Then he hid the corner of his lips, sternly faced and shouted.
The dwarf trees rustled and reluctantly spit out the two people.
Buried in Gu Yanzhou's arms, Song Siyun was both afraid and curious, and secretly raised her eyes to peek.
There were two people, a man and a woman. She didn't know the man, but she had met the woman a few times and didn't have a good impression of her.
He was immediately furious and yanked the shackles from his waist. He took two steps forward and demanded, "Li Yuruan? Why are you hiding here in the middle of the night? You're scary!"
Li Yuruan, who was a little embarrassed at being discovered, became furious when she saw her being so rude. She refused to give in: "You're still blaming me! You're not sleeping and being affectionate with a man here."
"I……"
Song Siyun was speechless, realizing that there was a man beside her. She paused and stiffened her neck to fight back: "Don't blame me. My husband and I were enjoying the elegant moon viewing, but how can you say it in such a filthy way? What's more, he is my husband, so what if I pulled him? But you..."
He sighed rather unhelpfully and kindly reminded, "An unmarried girl, having a secret meeting in the middle of the night, is she trying to kill herself?"
This expression and tone are exactly like her mother.
Li Yuruan, who was already in the wrong, lost his temper. He just grabbed the arm of the person next to him and muttered softly, "He is not some outsider."
"What?" She didn't hear clearly and moved forward to ask.
"Do you have an ear problem?" Li Yuruan's face flushed, not knowing whether it was anger or shame. She repeated in a fierce voice, "He's not some stranger. He's my fiancé who I've already been engaged to."
Song Siyun suddenly remembered that... there seemed to be such a thing.
The year Li Yuruan came of age, she was betrothed to Feng Yichen, her father's most successful student. Unfortunately, Feng Yichen's father tragically passed away, and according to the law, he was required to observe a three-year mourning period. This is why it has been delayed until now.
Counting the days, it’s almost here.
After figuring it out, Song Siyun smiled rather embarrassedly and bowed, "I'm sorry, I was not very good at seeing things. I hope Minister Feng won't blame me."
Feng Yichen slowly turned his gaze away, his lips raised, but his brows remained the same, "Mrs. Gu, that's not right. It's Feng who should apologize."
After saying that, he turned to look at Gu Yanzhou and said with a bow, "I'm sorry, Feng really didn't mean to eavesdrop. I hope Minister Gu won't blame me."
Finally, he added, "Minister Gu, I express my condolences."
There was no response from him. Feng Yichen raised his eyes and met a pair of dark eyes staring at him quietly.
It was as if I could peel off his disguise and see through his deep inner world.
He was momentarily flustered, but concealed it imperceptibly. He simply raised his hand and flicked his sleeves, pretending to be nonchalant. "I have something to say that I cannot help but express. Minister Gu, if this were my fault, I would kill the enemy who murdered my father to appease his soul."
"What do you think?"
Gu Yanzhou raised his eyes, his expression unclear. "That makes sense."
"Really?" Feng Yichen was overjoyed and hurried forward to talk to him, but just as he took a step, he was pushed away by Song Siyun who intervened.
She stood in front of Gu Yanzhou and shouted dissatisfiedly: "What's the point? Since Lord Feng has such intention, he should first check his own affairs."
"you!"
Everyone knew what she said, and it was a source of worry for Feng Yichen and a topic of private discussion among his colleagues. Li Yuruan was immediately dissatisfied and jumped up to scold her.
Just as he uttered a word, he was stopped by the person next to him, "Yu Ruan, forget it."
"But she humiliated you like this!" Li Yuruan still refused to accept.
Seeing that she was really angry, Feng Yichen couldn't help but be moved, and the smile on his face became more genuine.
He raised his hand to tuck her hair that was messed up by the wind, then pulled her behind him and bowed to apologize to the person in front of him: "Mrs. Gu is right."
It seemed like an apology, but in fact it made Li Yuruan hate her even more.
Didn’t you see that her eyes were about to pop out of her head due to anger?
Song Siyun rolled his eyes at him, feeling that this man was truly deep in thought. He waved his hand and didn't want to say a word.
The man was not angry even though it was a waste of time. He found an excuse to leave.
When the two turned around, Song Siyun called out to them.
I wanted to remind Li Yuruan something, but when she impatiently yelled, "You've already apologized, what else do you want?", I gave up the idea completely.
He nodded with his mouth shut, and gave a polite smile: "I wish you a long and happy marriage."
"That's better than not." Li Yuruan stamped her feet and muttered, then walked away holding her lover's hand. Only Song Siyun was left alone, disheveled in the wind.
After a while, she turned back stiffly, her face full of disbelief: "Is she really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?"
"Maybe it's true." Gu Yanzhou smiled and rubbed her head, then said, "The night is getting colder, let's go back."
The person next to him nodded.
The two walked back to the camp in the dark.
On the way, Song Siyun thought of something and suddenly spoke: "I almost forgot, at the banquet just now, did you feel that the voice of Prince An's adopted son sound familiar? Do you think he is -"
"No." Before she could finish, Gu Yanzhou interrupted her coldly. Looking at the people coming and going in the tent, he said firmly, "You heard wrong."
"Really? But I..." She frowned and wanted to argue, but was interrupted by Cui Yu who was passing by: "Madam? Why are you here?"
"What's wrong?" Song Siyun was confused.
"Something terrible has happened!" Cui Yu pulled her aside and whispered, "Did you know that the master fainted at the banquet?"
"What!" Song Siyun was shocked. He no longer cared about anything else and hurriedly pulled her towards the tent of Grand Tutor Song, asking her the reason as they walked.
Gu Yanzhou followed behind the two of them and heard roughly what they said.
Shortly after they left the table, Grand Tutor Song suddenly collapsed onto the table, his eyes wide open, and he has not regained consciousness since. The imperial physician examined him several times but could find nothing wrong with him. He only vaguely said, "Perhaps excessive fatigue has triggered an old illness."
What old illness do you have?
They didn't know, but Gu Yanzhou, who had explored the secret room, knew it clearly.
It's simply that Fushun's appearance was too sudden, and he was worried that the things hidden in the secret room would leak out and cause turmoil, so he was now trying to find a way to get some peace and quiet.
Therefore, he was the only one in the tent who was not worried.
Song Sishu was standing guard beside Grand Tutor Song's bedside. After the imperial physician wrote out the prescription, she hurriedly asked Peilan to prepare the medicine. She wanted to stay and serve, but was sent back by Madam Song, saying that it was against the rules.
As she was about to leave, she looked back every three steps, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself.
Seeing this, Song Siyun hurried over and took her arm to comfort her: "Don't worry, Dad and Mom are here with me."
"I've made it so hard for you. We should have served together, but..." His eyes turned red again as he beat his chest in frustration, "I'm unfilial."
"Not at all."
Song Siyun held her hand and smiled to comfort her: "If you have to say who is unfilial, it should be me. How many times have I made my parents angry since I was a child? Maybe the root of my illness was left from that time. Sister deserves to beat me."
Amused by her words, Song Sishu covered her lips and whispered, "I'll leave my parents' affairs to you. If you need anything, just let Cuiyu pass on the message. I'll find a way to get it for you."
"Okay~" Song Siyun stretched out his voice and pushed her out, "Don't worry, I'm not a polite person. If I can help, I will definitely ask you for two taels of gold."
"Go ahead and ask for them. I'd love to give you all these vulgar things." Song Siyun could hear the joy in her voice even through the curtains. She felt relieved and walked to the bedside to sit down and serve her the medicine.
For the next few days, he never left her side.
Finally, on August 30th, the day he returned to Beijing, Grand Tutor Song woke up.
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