Chapter 152: "Bedridden, mad...
There were bursts of children's voices outside, and they were talking to each other.
"Well, today's dinner was specially prepared by Brother Xiyan. I'm not exactly sure about it, but I heard that your favorite black carp was included." Ayuan's voice was not as energetic as usual, and he just responded obediently.
"Black carp?" Yanzi, clearly intrigued, chased after Ayuan and asked, "Is it sashimi or black carp in tomato sauce?"
As they were talking, A Yuan and Yan Zi stepped over the threshold side by side.
Wen Yu, who was sitting at the table, relaxed his straight back, feeling relieved that someone could finally break the silence in the room.
Seeing that it was Yanzi and Ayuan, Wenyu propped up her chin with one hand on the table and replied with a smile, "It's braised green fish with three kinds of sauce."
Wen Yu's eyes curved like crescent moons as she stared at Yan Zi, and continued, "If you like sashimi and tomato sauce, you can ask Brother Xi Yan to make it for you next time."
As soon as Wen Yu's voice rang out, Yan Zi, who had just stepped over the threshold, stopped and stood stiffly in place.
Yan Zi stared at Wen Yu, who was sitting leisurely at the table, without blinking, with an uncontrollable daze, but after a moment, it was replaced by the fear rising in her heart.
He quickly glanced at Wen Yu and Song Linsheng, then turned to face A Yuan. "A Yuan! You—"
Didn't he tell Ayuan that he didn't want to dine with others?
Although he made it clear, the person he had been deliberately avoiding from beginning to end was Wen Yu.
A Yuan, standing by, wasn't as nervous as Yan Zi, but he also looked bewildered. He waved his hands frantically, denying everything, "Yan Zi, Sister Wen and Brother Song are both very kind. They're just concerned about your health and want to have dinner with you. Don't overthink it—"
Yan Zi, however, seemed to be oblivious to what she was saying. She just shook her head and refused, "I don't want to. I said I won't eat with her! I said that!"
He must find a way to leave this place as soon as possible. In front of this person, it is okay for a moment, but if it lasts for a long time, he will definitely not be able to stay there.
Having said this, Yan Zi turned around and was about to turn around and walk out.
"Hey—the three-juice braised herring is still herring. Wouldn't it be a shame not to eat it?" Wen Yu twitched two fingers hidden in her sleeves, and Yan Zi, who had been moving hurriedly, immediately slowed down. "You'd better come over and sit down to eat."
Yanzi was shocked. For some reason, his steps became uncontrollable. He clearly wanted to go out, but he turned around uncontrollably and started walking towards the dining table.
A Yuan stood there in a daze, at a loss as to what to do.
At this moment, Xiyan's figure appeared in front of the door.
Xiyan whispered something in Ayuan's ear, and Ayuan nodded and followed him. When she was about to leave, she looked back with concern.
Song Linsheng frowned as he watched everything happening before his eyes. He stood up from the table, walked slowly to the door, nodded to Xiyan, then gently closed the door, turned around and walked back with Yanzi.
"Yanzi, Sister Wen and I haven't had time to dine with you since you came into the mansion." Song Linsheng gently placed his hands on Yanzi's shoulders and advised, "Tonight, since we have the herring you like, why don't we enjoy it together?"
Song Linsheng's voice was calm, his eyes gentle, and he looked composed. When he faced Yan Zi, his expression of deep concern made it difficult to imagine the ghost invasion he had mentioned during the day.
Wen Yu supported her chin and watched Yan Zi approach step by step.
Although his actions were obedient, his eyes were full of resentment as he stared straight at Wen Yu.
Even when Song Linsheng pulled out the table and stool, he remained like a straight piece of wood, refusing to bend and showing no intention of sitting down.
Quite interesting.
I don't know who Yan Zi's master is or where he lives. Although he is young and his transformation skills are not very advanced, he is very stylish and has integrity.
Wen Yu raised her eyebrows, stopped moving, and stood up. She turned her gaze back to the table, looking at the three-juice braised black fish and black-bone chicken stewed with codonopsis, and said nonchalantly, "Song Linsheng, please sit down first."
Song Linsheng's eyes turned, as if he was surprised, but he didn't show it.
He understood what Xiaoyu meant.
After a pause, Song Linsheng walked over and sat down beside Wen Yu.
Since it is Xiaoyu's intention, it is also his intention.
Song Linsheng raised his hand and opened the lid of the soup pot of black chicken stewed with Codonopsis pilosula. A hot aroma rushed up, accompanied by swirling mist, flashing in the eyes of everyone present.
Wen Yu gently waved one hand in front of her to disperse the thick white mist, and then stared at the three-juice braised herring, pursing her lips to signal to Song Linsheng, "There's also this!"
This dish of braised black carp with three sauces did not require any bowls, plates or lids, but the black carp, which was full of color, aroma and flavor, was still missing one seasoning.
Song Linsheng nodded with a smile, raised his hand and sprinkled some chopped green onions from the small bowl on the side.
As he moved, dots of green appeared on the red-braised fish fillets, making the dish look more exquisite. The fragrant aroma of green onions mixed with the sweetness of the fish made people even more appetizing.
Wen Yu took a deep breath of satisfaction, and then began to place another set of bowls and chopsticks beside her.
It was left for Yanzi.
Song Linsheng's action was interrupted just now, and he didn't have time to prepare for it.
Song Linsheng lowered his eyes and glanced at Wen Yu out of the corner of his eye. He saw that after she had arranged the dishes, she did not make any other movements and did not say a word.
A faint smile appeared on his lips, and Song Linsheng suddenly understood Wen Yu's intention.
He deliberately moved the braised herring with three sauces, which was a little further away, in front of Wen Yu, and then said, "This dish is also made very well in your mansion, even as good as Jiangyang Restaurant. Xiaoyu, please try it."
Wen Yu fiddled with her chopsticks, held up her small bowl for fish with both hands, and took the fish fillet that Song Linsheng handed to her with great anticipation.
Before she even took a bite, the spicy, fresh aroma filled her nose. Wen Yu took a satisfied breath and then, picking up her chopsticks, placed the fish fillet in her mouth. The hot chili oil and the sweet, delicious fish blended into a unique aroma in her mouth.
Wen Yu pursed her lips and savored it carefully.
Unlike the sweet aftertaste of raw herring, nor as heavy as the one braised in tomato sauce, this dish of braised herring with three sauces has a truly unique flavor.
No wonder Song Linsheng said that people in Jiangyang like to eat black carp. One black carp can be used in many ways, and the dishes made from it are also different. Of course, it is loved by everyone.
only……
Wen Yu pouted, feeling sorry for the green fish.
Seeing that Wen Yu was enjoying her meal, Song Linsheng picked up his chopsticks and put more food in her bowl.
Wen Yu closed her eyes, savoring the undeniable aroma of fish between her lips and teeth, and sighed exaggeratedly, "This three-juice braised herring is truly a delicacy. It tastes better than any other method I've used before."
After saying that, Wen Yu winked at Song Linsheng and gestured playfully.
She hasn't forgotten that there is a younger brother named "Yanzi" next to her who would rather stand with his neck stiff than sit down and share the delicious food.
Song Linsheng raised his eyes and glanced at Yanzi, who turned away and refused to look at him and Wenyu. He raised his voice and answered, "That's right, so I made it specially today to entertain Brother Yanzi. It's a pity..."
Before Song Linsheng finished speaking, there was a slight inconspicuous noise nearby.
Wen Yu's ears twitched slightly, and then she couldn't help laughing. She didn't even need to look closely, just tilted her ear to know that it was Yan Zi's stomach playing the empty city trick.
She suppressed the smile on her lips, pretended not to know, and continued to eat with Song Linsheng.
Not long after, a young male voice suddenly came to my ears——
"What do you want to do?"
Wen Yu had just taken the soup bowl from Song Linsheng. The thick white black chicken soup and the soft and tender chicken in the bowl were attracting all her attention. Yan Zi's cry caused the spoon that Wen Yu was stirring the soup to hit the edge of the bowl.
A "ding" sound was heard, as if responding to Yanzi's question.
Song Linsheng put down his bamboo chopsticks and sat down beside Wen Yu.
Since Yanzi wasn't asking him, he would just leave it to Xiaoyu's opinion.
Wen Yu lowered her eyes, still concentrating on looking at the chicken soup in the bowl. She quietly put away the spoon and swirled it around in the bowl twice again.
The fish took the bait.
But then again, with such delicious fish food, how could the fish not take the bait?
Wen Yu collected her thoughts and put on a sweet smile, looking both innocent and ignorant. She turned to meet Yan Zi's eyes and replied blankly, "What else can I do? Eat."
She raised her chin towards the neatly arranged set of dishes and chopsticks beside her and said, "Since you're hungry, don't force yourself to eat. Sit down and eat."
After saying that, Wen Yu buried her face in the soup bowl without even looking back.
Song Linsheng's gaze swept over Yan Zi.
Yanzi is just a child.
Song Linsheng glanced at Wen Yu beside him again.
Xiaoyu is also a child.
He remained silent and did not take the opportunity to say anything. He just raised his sleeve, picked up a piece of sashimi and placed it in Yanzi's bowl.
Wen Yanzi's brows were tightly furrowed, and his young face showed an expression that was inconsistent with his age.
He was actually born very well, with fair skin and good looks. His pair of round almond-shaped eyes looked very much like Wen Yu's, very lively and playful.
If we only look at his appearance, he is 80% similar to Mrs. Wen. If he walks on the street, no one will doubt that he is a member of the Wen family.
Song Linsheng glanced at Yan Zi and poured another bowl of black chicken soup and placed it next to his bowl.
Yanzi is different from Ayuan. He lacks the innocence of a teenager and is more indifferent and insightful about the world.
If the Yan Zi in front of me is a monster...
Song Linsheng lowered his eyes and thought to himself, what kind of monster could that be?
Yanzi looked at the bowls, plates, and chopsticks prepared for him on the table, the herring slices on the plate, and the chicken soup Song Linsheng had served him, and unconsciously raised his sleeve to wipe his abdomen.
He had slept in Taketori-in Temple the entire afternoon today, without even having a piece of cake or pastry, and was now so hungry that he was at a loss.
Yanzi looked coldly at Wenyu's back as he was eating happily, and sneered in his heart.
Why did this woman choose to attack him today? She didn't even bother to inform him in advance. He should have eaten more at lunch so that he would have the strength to fight her now.
We had been getting along peacefully for the past few days, so why did I suddenly think of having dinner with him today for no reason?
Yanzi secretly complained but didn't dare to say anything.
He was not stupid. Although this woman was a fairy, she was surrounded by divine aura and had abundant magical powers. She must be from a prominent background.
Moreover, there is a vague aura about her that always reminds her of the Wutong Ancestral Temple on Houchun Mountain. I wonder what her relationship is with the Goddess of Spring.
Yanzi was furious. He had been avoiding her since they were at Houtu Temple, so why did she have to offend him?
If he hadn't been reluctant to leave his friend A Yuan, he would have run away long ago. He wouldn't have ended up like this today.
He watched while others ate, and stood while others sat.
Countless thoughts in Yanzi's mind were like water gushing out of a newly opened well, rushing out all at once, and she couldn't stop even if she wanted to.
Just as he was complaining, Wen Yu, enjoying a sumptuous meal, casually said, "Think about it, and see if thinking alone can fill your stomach."
Song Linsheng paused his movements and tried hard to suppress his laughter. Fortunately, he was well-mannered, otherwise it would be hard to guarantee that he would laugh out loud.
In just a moment, Song Linsheng picked up the chopsticks again to pick out the fish bones, as if he didn't hear Wen Yu's words.
Yan Zi's heart choked. These two people really teamed up to play a trick on him. "If you want to kill me, then do it quickly. If you are like this now, you might as well go out and fight with me."
Wen Yu held the soup bowl and took a sip, the sweet aroma spreading between her lips and teeth.
As soon as Yan Zi finished speaking, Wen Yu couldn't help shaking her head, "Fight? Who wants to fight with you?"
Unlike Wen Yu who was calm and composed, Yan Zi was extremely anxious when she heard this. However, when she thought of the look in A Yuan's eyes when she looked back at him when she left just now, that look of worry and concern, Yan Zi couldn't get angry.
He suppressed his displeasure and asked patiently, "If we're not fighting, what are you calling me for?"
From the day he met Wen Yu in Hou Tu Temple, he knew that this day would come sooner or later.
Wen Yu's cultivation was higher than his, and his little trick would be exposed sooner or later, so he stayed in his room all day and didn't go out, trying to avoid meeting Wen Yu.
He just wanted to stay with Ayuan for a while longer. After all, Ayuan was the first friend he made in the human world.
Now that the Hongmen Banquet has been set up, he might as well have a good fight. If he loses, he can just pack up and leave.
Wen Yu raised her head and drank the chicken soup in the bowl in one gulp. She was speechless at Yan Zi's words. She turned her head to look at Yan Zi and replied helplessly, "Why did I ask you to do that? I've told you many times to come and have dinner."
She held the small bowl in her hand and gestured to Yanzi, "Black-bone chicken stewed with Codonopsis pilosula is delicious."
Yanzi's brows were getting tighter and tighter. He really couldn't understand the woman in front of him who had transformed from a fairy, and the silent man beside her.
He always talks about other things and never talks about serious matters when he is called.
Yanzi was angry, but her stomach was empty.
Finally, his repeated patience succumbed to Wen Yu's patient persuasion.
Yan Zi let go and walked to Wen Yu's side. He looked coldly at the bowls, cups, tables and stools neatly placed beside Wen Yu. After a pause, he moved them to the other side opposite Wen Yu and Song Linsheng with his nimble hands and feet.
After settling in, Yanzi looked at the distance between herself, Wenyu and Song Linsheng with satisfaction.
That’s good. If anything unexpected happens, he can escape out the window.
Wen Yu and Song Linsheng continued to eat with their bamboo chopsticks, chatting and laughing. They did not stop because of Yan Zi's actions, and they did not even look at Yan Zi with any strange eyes.
Wen Yanzi stole a glance at Wen Yu and Song Linsheng's expressions, and seeing that they didn't seem to be up to any trick, she hesitated for a moment before sitting down on the stool.
Never mind, this woman’s cultivation level is higher than his anyway, so he can’t beat her even if he fights her.
Even if he dies, he would rather die of starvation.
Wen Yanzi picked up the chopsticks and put the fish fillet that Song Linsheng had earlier given him into his mouth, then held the soup bowl and drank it down in gulps.
It is indeed delicious, with all kinds of flavors including rich, sweet and fresh.
Both the black carp and black chicken were good. Yanzi looked at the drunken crab sashimi and cold cucumber in front of her, raised her sleeve and put some into her own bowl.
Wen Yu and Song Linsheng exchanged glances.
Fish can only grow fat and beautiful if they are willing to eat fish food.
Wen Yu tried hard to suppress her laughter. She had finally met a little goblin whose cultivation level was lower than hers.
Yes, with her skills and status, she is more than capable of dealing with the little guy Yanzi.
Thinking of this, Wen Yu felt relieved, and finally he could really enjoy the meal tonight.
Previously, her mind was completely focused on Yanzi and she hadn't even tasted the food properly, but now she finally had some free time.
Song Linsheng just smiled without saying a word, and kept raising his sleeves to serve food to Wen Yu and Yan Zi.
Those who seek wealth can be tempted with money, and those who seek fish can be tempted with herring.
Xiaoyu did a great job.
The candlelight flickered, the sparks danced, and the house was filled with harmony and joy. It really looked like an ordinary family of three having dinner at night.
At first, Yanzi was a little hesitant and had to look at Wenyu's expression after taking a bite. Later, when she saw that Wenyu didn't make any movement, she gradually relaxed and ate happily.
The meal became more and more lively as we ate.
Song Linsheng hadn't expected it to turn out this way. When he heard Xiaoyu say at noon that she was going back to Guanwuyuan to prepare, he thought Xiaoyu was going to do something.
But now Xiaoyu looked normal, eating and drinking as usual, without any special behavior.
When Yanzi raised his head to drink the last mouthful of chicken soup and lowered his head to put down the bowl, he saw Wen Yu and Song Linsheng, who were dressed neatly and in good shape, smiling at him.
Yanzi swallowed deeply, then pinched the rice grains from her lips with her stiff hands, and put them into her mouth under the gaze of Wen Yu and Song Linsheng.
He hesitated, the joy of the meal disappearing as he began to feel uneasy again. "Why, you said you don't want to fight, but you want to wait until you're full and satisfied before fighting?"
Yan Zi frowned, a hint of worry filled his eyes, but he forced himself to hold on, not wanting to show it at all.
Wen Yu raised an eyebrow and exchanged glances with Song Linsheng beside her, her heart filled with disbelief. "Do I look like such a ferocious person?"
Song Linsheng laughed and looked at Wen Yu seriously.
Xiaoyu was wearing a very beautiful light blue dress today. The double bun with pearl flowers behind her ears made her even more charming. Adding on to her pair of round and innocent almond eyes, she looked like a real beauty no matter how you looked at her, and had absolutely nothing to do with being a vicious monster.
Then Song Linsheng shook his head seriously and answered affirmatively: "Well, not really."
After receiving a satisfactory answer, Wen Yu turned to look at Yan Zi who was sitting opposite him and said, "I said I won't fight you, so I won't fight you."
Then she passed the Handan Sushan in front of her to Yanzi, raised her eyebrows and said, "Try this."
Yanzi felt relieved after receiving Wenyu's affirmative answer, but he did not look lazy. He held the small spoon on the plate doubtfully and ate it bit by bit.
Song Linsheng took two more copies and placed them in front of Wen Yu and himself respectively. After a pause, he placed his own copy in front of Wen Yu as well.
In the past in Shangdu, every summer, this Handansu Mountain was extremely popular among the housekeepers, and I think Xiaoyu would like it too.
Wen Yu held the spoon in one hand and took a bite of the Lotus Pastry Mountain. Immediately, the aroma of lotus and the sweetness of cream spread between her lips and teeth.
But before she could savor it carefully, she imitated Song Linsheng's words and said to Yan Zi, "This is Handan Sushan. How is it? Is it sweet?"
Yan Zi, who was sitting opposite him, ate so much that his cheeks were puffed up. The cool breath finally soothed his restless and frightened heart, and he began to calm down gradually.
Yan Zi raised his eyes and glanced at Wen Yu and Song Linsheng opposite him. Perhaps because he was grateful for what he had received and was grateful for what he had received, his demeanor was not as exaggerated as before. He finally softened his tone and spoke as usual.
"Mmm, sweet, I like it."
Wen Yu took another bite and it was indeed sweet.
She lowered her head and placed the portion in front of her back in front of Song Linsheng, then held his hand and scooped a spoonful, motioning him to try it quickly.
Song Linsheng pursed his lips and said nothing, but his ears gradually turned a light red. He nodded slightly, and then put the Handan Sushan into his mouth.
As Yanzi said, it's very sweet.
Wen Yanzi, who was eating enthusiastically across from her, took a moment to glance at Wen Yu and Song Linsheng, and then couldn't help curling her lips. These two really were...
The woman had said before that he couldn't fill his stomach no matter how much he thought about it. In his opinion, could these two people really fill their stomachs by giving in to each other?
Wen Yu supported her chin with one hand and twirled the spoon with the other. Seeing Yan Zi eating happily, she suddenly asked, "Did you enjoy the food at the Wen family?"
Fish cannot just eat and sit there, they have to be pulled out and made to swim around.
Upon hearing this, Song Linsheng put down the spoon and looked intently at Yan Zi opposite him, afraid of missing his reaction for a moment.
"Cough cough——" A violent coughing sound was heard.
Yanzi asked Wen Yu this question. He was enjoying his meal, but he was caught off guard and gasped as soon as he opened his mouth. The coldness of the mountain penetrated into his internal organs, causing him to gasp in pain.
"You, you..." Yan Zi held onto the corner of the table, her face flushed red, "cough cough cough——"
This woman was waiting for him here.
I’m afraid this meal is not the last meal before execution.
Fortunately, he let down his guard and thought she was just asking him to have dinner.
No wonder storybooks often write that women have the most vicious hearts. The ancients were right.
Yanzi's face turned almost the color of liver, and she couldn't stop coughing.
Song Linsheng turned around and poured a cup of hot tea on the other table. He touched the rim of the cup with his fingertips. The tea was neither cold nor hot, and the residual temperature was just right.
He lifted the lid of the teacup and handed it to Yanzi.
"Be careful and drink some tea to moisten your body." Song Linsheng's voice was as light as mountain spring and as cold as cedar.
Upon hearing this, Yan Zi finally held his breath, stopped coughing, and raised his head from the table. He didn't care about anything else, reached out and hugged Song Linsheng's forearm, and drank like a cow from his hand.
"Go slower, don't choke on the tea again." Song Linsheng advised softly, while patting Yanzi's back to help him calm down.
Wen Yu puffed up her cheeks and ate her Handan Sushan intermittently, looking at Song Linsheng and Yanzi innocently.
After drinking a cup of hot tea, Yanzi's violent coughing finally subsided a little.
When he raised his head from the teacup, he saw his hand tightly grasping Song Linsheng's sleeve.
Yan Zi seemed startled. He quickly retracted his hand and stood up in a flash.
"I, you..." Yanzi hesitated, unable to speak a complete sentence.
Wen family, isn’t that Wen Yanzi’s home?
Yanzi's heart tightened. Why did this woman mention the Wen family? Was she trying to test his strength?
"Of course, of course not." Yan Zi stiffened her neck and replied forcefully, "My family is very wealthy, so the food and daily necessities we have are naturally a hundred times, no, a thousand times better than this!"
Wen Yu paused her leisurely movements, she simply put down the spoon, folded her hands under her chin, and looked at Yan Zi with a smile.
"I'm talking about the Wen family." Wen Yu shook her head, not convinced by Yan Zi's statement, "Not your family."
Yanzi felt that something was wrong and wondered if this woman knew something.
But the outcome has not yet been decided, so he cannot give up first.
"The Wen family is my home." Yanzi clenched her fists hidden in her sleeves, and her eyebrows raised. "Why, didn't Yuan tell me that I am the second son of the Wen family, Wen Yanzi?"
Song Linsheng shook his head helplessly. What Yanzi said was just that she fell into the trap that Xiaoyu had dug long ago.
He turned around and went back to the table where the teacups were placed, and raised his sleeve to add a cup of tea for Wen Yu and Yan Zi respectively.
Wen Yu took the teacup with both hands, nodded to Song Linsheng with a smile, and then nodded solemnly with Yan Zi, saying, "I told you."
Wen Yu then changed the subject and continued without waiting for Yanzi's reply, "However, someone also told my sister that the second son of the Wen family, Wen Yanzi, died at the age of nine. He has been dead for several years and is no longer alive."
Yan Zi took a step forward and in a panic kicked the table and stool he had just sat on to the side. It rolled on the ground and made a muffled sound when it rubbed against the carpet.
"Who told you that? I, I... I'm standing right here in front of you..."
Yan Zi was very powerful at first, but his voice trailed off as he spoke. He stared at Wen Yu with his round almond-shaped eyes, full of uneasiness.
Wen Yu shrugged, looking helpless. She opened the lid of the bowl and sipped the tea.
Song Linsheng placed another cup of tea on the table in front of Yanzi and replied softly, "It's your 'mother', Madam Wen."
His voice was always very soft, like wind, rain, fog and frost.
But when these words fell into Yanzi's ears, they were like the rumbling of summer thunder and the wailing of lightning, smashing the last bit of hope in his heart into pieces.
Yanzi's lips moved, opening and closing, but she could not utter a complete sentence. Whether it was a rebuttal or a defense, she could not say anything.
He knew that his identity was like a paper kite, which could only move against the wind in spring but could never last until summer.
After all, summer is full of thunderstorms and intermittent sunny and rainy weather. Who would fly a kite in summer?
As expected, he lowered his eyes and looked at the unfinished Handan Sushan on the table.
This was the first portion of Sushan he had eaten since the beginning of summer, and probably also the last one.
Sweet, very sweet indeed.
But I won’t be able to eat it anymore.
I originally wanted to escape, but...
Yan Zi stared blankly at the blue hem of Wen Yushui's dress on the table, thinking to herself.
The chances of escaping from under her nose are slim.
Wen Yu exhaled a breath and prepared to speak frankly.
Since this kid is obsessed with fighting, let's start with what he cares about.
"Tell the truth, you can't win in a fight." Wen Yu shook his head helplessly.
Yanzi stared at Wen Yu with eyes wide open in disbelief. He wanted to fight at this time?
It is indeed a case of using courtesy before force.
What black carp, what black chicken, they are all just means to paralyze him!
Cunning! Indeed, cunning!
When I first saw how she treated A Yuan and her brothers and sisters, I thought she was really different from other fairies.
He really made a mistake!
Wen Yu had not had time to notice or guess what Yan Zi was thinking, but as soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to suddenly remember something.
Wen Yu quickly glanced at Song Linsheng and saw that he looked normal, nothing unusual.
She hurriedly said, "I mean, you can't beat so many people in the mansion."
Wen Yu stood up and hurried to Song Linsheng's side. Then, she pulled Song Linsheng's sleeve and said to Yan Zi:
"Ting Wuwei, Ting Wuwei, do you know that each of this brother's attendants is a top-notch expert? With your tiny body, who can you possibly defeat?"
Of course she knew that Ting Wuwei would not bother with a "child" like Yan Zi, she just said it to show off her strength.
Song Linsheng sighed softly upon hearing this and shook his head helplessly.
He still didn't know what was hidden in "Yan Zi"'s body, but since Xiaoyu said so, he just followed her.
The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it to heart.
Yanzi tightened her hands in her sleeves again and again until she felt a slight stinging pain in her palms.
In terms of cultivation, he... is indeed inferior to this woman Wen Yu.
He... he can't beat him.
The atmosphere in the room was stagnant for a moment. The three people stood in the hall, each with their own thoughts, and there was a hint of tension in the atmosphere.
There was a loud "clang".
Wen Yu and Song Linsheng stood where they were, watching Yan Zi, who had just looked indignant, turn around and pick up the table and stool that he had knocked over, not forgetting to gently pat the embroidered surface on it. After he had cleaned it up, he actually sat down.
Just as Wen Yu and Song Linsheng were dumbfounded, Yanzi suddenly spoke: "I, I am indeed not Wen Yanzi."
He just hoped that after he told the truth, Wen Yu and Song Linsheng would allow him to say goodbye to A Yuan properly.
Wen Yu turned around and glanced at Song Linsheng in surprise.
She didn't expect Yan Zi to give in so quickly. She hadn't even figured out how to ask him.
I thought it would take some time...
Song Linsheng understood what was going on. He held Wen Yu's shoulders and led her to sit down at her previous seat. He then placed the uneaten Handan Su Shan on top of her and signaled her to continue enjoying it.
Then Song Linsheng walked to his seat and sat down calmly.
Since "Yan Zi" wanted to sit down, they sat down and had a good talk.
Yanzi's eyes moved back and forth, lingering over Song Linsheng and Wen Yu.
I wonder if he knows that the woman next to him is a demon. If he knew, would he be so attentive and considerate to her?
What about Ayuan?
If Ayuan knew that he was not an ordinary person, would he still be friends with him?
But he didn't dare to meddle in this matter. This woman's cultivation was far superior to his. If he made her angry, wouldn't she crush him to pieces?
"If you are not Wen Yanzi, the second son of the Wen family, then who else could it be?" Song Linsheng spoke calmly and with a measured tone. Although he was asking a question, he was not in a hurry to force Yu Yanzi.
Yanzi placed her hands on the table, hugging the empty bowls and plates in front of her, holding her breath and not saying a word.
Song Linsheng immediately understood. He raised his sleeve and moved the untouched locust leaf cold pot in front of Yanzi, saying, "This is cold noodles made with locust leaf juice. It can relieve summer heat and is as good as Sushan."
Wen Yu held the spoon and watched Yan Zi's hesitation gradually dissipate. Under Song Linsheng's care and persuasion, she began to eat the cold noodles with interest again.
What a good appetite.
Yan Zi picked up the chopsticks and rolled up the cold noodles. As she put it into her mouth, she said, "You can't say that. I'm not completely not the Erlang of the Wen family."
His mouth was filled with the fragrance of locust leaves. He reached out and pinched his face. "For example, this appearance and body are definitely that of Wen Yanzi, the second son of the Wen family."
Song Linsheng nodded and placed another plate of cold tea with locust leaves next to Yanzi, not forgetting to move the hot tea in front of him.
Yanzi loves to eat and drink. She has locked herself up in Taketori-in Temple for these days and must be starving.
"You borrowed the figure, appearance, family background and age of Wen Yanzi, the second son of the Wen family?"
Yanzi's cheeks were bulging with food, and she nodded affirmatively when she heard Song Linsheng's question.
"I was originally—" Yan Zi was about to speak, but when he looked up, he saw Wen Yu staring at him blankly. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He couldn't help but shrink his neck and continued hesitantly, "I was originally a poplar tree growing on the hill behind the Wen family. The Wen family's Erlang liked to play around me since he was a child, so we were quite familiar with each other."
Wen Yu's eyes turned and he nodded as he listened.
A poplar tree? No wonder it looks so harmless and righteous.
It turns out that this "Yan Zi" is of the same clan as her, both are plant spirits.
Wen Yu became more interested, and even the Sushan at her hand could not divert her attention from Yan Zi.
Song Linsheng nodded and continued, "Later, the second son of the Wen family died at the age of nine, or passed away midway..."
Yanzi sighed when she heard this, and stopped what she was doing. She couldn't help but put down her bamboo chopsticks, "Yes, and then Madam Wen buried Wen Yanzi's body under the poplar tree he often visited, which is me."
He pointed at the tip of his nose and signaled to Song Linsheng, "Yanzi has been frail and sickly since childhood. She rarely goes out. I'm afraid the farthest place she has been is the back mountain."
"He often told me under the tree that I was tall and could see far, and he hoped it would be great if he could be like me in the future."
Wen Yu's eyes tightened. This was the reason why Erlang of the Wen family had been hiding and unknown.
"Then later, he didn't grow to be the same height as you, but you looked like him?" Wen Yu tilted his head and looked at Yan Zi in front of him. This should be the original appearance of Erlang of the Wen family.
Yan Zi's face flushed when Wen Yu heard this, and she continued hesitantly, "I, I was born late, and my cultivation is low, so I can never transform properly."
At that time, he could not speak yet. Whenever Yanzi told him about the mountains, rivers, scenery, and topography in books, he was always unable to respond.
When he was able to speak and transform later, Yan Zi was gone.
"I remembered what Yanzi had said, and I wanted to transform into his appearance and see the mountains and rivers of this world for him..."
Of course, it is also because his cultivation is not enough, making it difficult for him to create a good-looking appearance.
But he didn't want to say this to this woman.
"Then why don't you go as I said to see the mountains and rivers, watch the night and the moon, but instead stay in Houtu Temple with Ayuan?" Wen Yu asked slowly, holding the covered bowl in one hand and the teacup in the other.
She had to confirm what Yan Zi felt towards A Yuan, A Zhu and the others.
Yan Zi, who was originally shrouded in a faint sadness, perked up when she heard Wen Yu's words, and her voice became much louder. "What! You want to say that I have bad intentions?"
Yan Zi's eyebrows stood up, and she was furious. "Don't talk nonsense, it's just that my cultivation is not good, not my character!"
"Ayuan and Azhu, little kids like them, are living on the streets, seeking shelter in temples. If it weren't for me, they would be starving nine times out of three days!"
He was not lying. Although his cultivation was low, he had no problem fishing in the river and hunting chickens in the mountains.
If he hadn't found some food when Ayuan wasn't paying attention, they probably wouldn't have survived until the day when Song Linsheng took them back home.
Thinking of this, Yan Zi became more confident. He was no longer afraid of Wen Yu. Instead, he stretched his neck and stared at her.
No matter how high your cultivation level is, you can't bully people or monsters, right?
Wen Yu put down the teacup and patted her ears lightly. The overlapping echoes made her feel uncomfortable for a moment.
He is talking so energetically, it seems he is really full.
The teacup knocked lightly against the wall of the table, making a crisp "ding" sound.
Yanzi suddenly shrank her neck and couldn't help swallowing.
Song Linsheng chuckled and shook his head, comforting Yan Zi, "Don't be afraid, Sister Wen is very gentle. Besides, you did a great job, and my sister and I are very grateful to you."
He was referring to the fact that Yanzi settled down with Ayuan and the others in Houtu Temple.
Wen Yu's eyes seemed to casually sweep over Song Linsheng, but in fact she was carefully watching his expression.
Now it is said that Yanzi was transformed from a poplar, that is, a poplar elf, not a human being.
But Song Linsheng didn't show any fear at all, and he could still talk to Yan Zi with a faint smile.
Wen Yu hesitated. She didn't know whether she should praise Song Linsheng for his courage, or whether he really didn't care about the gap and... the chasm between humans and monsters?
He can now talk to Yanzi without changing his expression. Will he be able to accept in the future that she is the transformed green phoenix tree he has been looking for?
"Is it...really?" Yan Zi hesitated.
It was clearly Song Linsheng who said this, but Yan Zi's inquiring gaze kept sweeping over Wen Yu's face.
Wen Yu was immersed in her own thoughts until Song Linsheng called her several times, and then she came back to her senses.
"Hmm? Song Linsheng?" Wen Yu's scattered gaze finally refocused on Song Linsheng's jade-like face, and she asked woodenly.
Song Linsheng always had endless patience when facing Wen Yu. He smiled gently and shook his head, indicating that he was fine. "Yan Zi is asking you a question."
Wen Yu then remembered Yan Zi who was standing beside her. She held her chin with both hands and smiled with her eyebrows curved. "It's true, of course it's true."
Yan Zi's eyes contained anticipation and a hint of uneasiness. He finally breathed a sigh of relief when Wen Yu finished speaking.
But at this moment, Wen Yu changed her tone and her smile became extremely cunning, "But if Yan Zi can help me, I will be even more grateful to you."
She couldn't miss such a good opportunity.
Song Linsheng couldn't help but laugh. Whenever Xiaoyu showed this expression, it meant she was being naughty again. He was no longer surprised.
I just don’t know what kind of work she has prepared for Yanzi this time.
Yan Zi's smile froze instantly, and he was filled with fear. He hesitated and asked cautiously, "What is it...what favor?"
Wen Yu stood up, walked around behind Yan Zi, and then leaned over to whisper in his ear, "I heard that your brother has been bedridden and insane lately?"
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