Chapter 159: First Release "Song Linsheng, I'll catch you. ...
As soon as Wen Yu said this, Yan Zi immediately turned around to look at Song Linsheng on the side.
This guy... Can Brother Song, with his thin arms and legs, do it?
Yanzi glanced at Wenyu in confusion, then shrank to the side, not daring to say a word.
Song Linsheng's lips curled slightly, and he chuckled and nodded, "That's very good."
Wen Yu was stunned. She had thought that Song Linsheng would refuse or agree, but she didn't expect him to say such a good thing.
Song Linsheng wore a gentle smile, no longer the shyness and shock he had during the day. He set the table with one hand, then said, "Eat first. You'll be better off working after you're full."
After hearing this, Yanzi hurriedly picked up her chopsticks and reached for the sashimi in the bowl, but when she was about to touch it, she secretly glanced at Wenyu who was still standing there in a daze.
Wen Yu didn't react for a moment. Did Song Linsheng really agree to her so easily?
Song Linsheng has always been well-behaved and polite. It would be fine for him to eavesdrop with her during the day. After all, the students and teachers in Mingde Academy are all familiar people in the mansion. Even if he accidentally reveals the truth, he will not lose face.
But the Wen residence is different. Everyone in the house is from the Wen family, and Song Linsheng is a prefect. If he shows up, it will have a bad impact.
Wen Yu puffed out her cheeks. Seeing Yan Zi staring at her intently, she simply said, "What are you looking at? Aren't you eating yet?"
"Oh...oh oh!" Yan Zi quickly turned his face away, and the chopsticks in his hand began to move, and pieces of sashimi went into his stomach one after another.
Although Wen Yu asked Yan Zi to eat, she herself did not move.
Song Linsheng picked up his chopsticks and placed a piece of Huadiao drunken crab on Wenyu's bowl and plate, and advised: "Xiaoyu, don't just focus on Yanzi, you should also pick up your chopsticks."
As he spoke, Song Linsheng picked up another piece of sashimi with chopped green onions and placed it next to the drunken crab with Huadiao wine. He continued, "Don't worry, I'll join you after dinner."
Wen Yu stared at Song Linsheng blankly. After a moment of silence, she simply picked up her chopsticks and put the drunken crab into her mouth.
Seeing Song Linsheng's relaxed smile, Wen Yu stopped worrying.
It's just lying on the roof, what's the big deal? If Song Linsheng is willing to do it, then what is she worried about?
The rich aroma of Huadiao spread between her lips and teeth, diluting Wen Yu's chaotic mind and finally drawing her attention to the dish of drunken crabs in front of her.
Seeing Wen Yu eating happily, Song Linsheng smiled unconsciously and then started eating.
For a moment, the dining room was silent, with only the occasional clatter of dishes and chopsticks.
Yanzi's aura of sweeping away thousands of troops made the dinner very lively.
Jiangbei, Wenzhai.
After nightfall, the surroundings were covered in a thick, satin-like darkness, tightly wrapping Wen Yu and Song Linsheng, making it almost impossible to breathe.
Xiyan parked the car in a distant alley, and Wenyu and Song Linsheng sneaked into the streets near Wen's house alone.
Hidden under a bouquet of roses, Wen Yu quietly peeked over and saw Song Linsheng sticking closely behind her.
The main gate of Wen's residence was heavily guarded, and there were twice as many guards on both sides as at Song's residence, just as Yanzi had said.
Wen Yu turned around and pulled Song Linsheng's sleeve, whispering, "There are too many people here. Let's go around from the back and go directly to Wen Jia Dalang's yard."
Song Linsheng changed out of the lake blue clothes he wore during the day and put on a black robe, which was very different from his usual attire.
He rarely wears such dull colors.
However, compared to his usual moon-white and aqua-blue clothes, the dark color made Song Linsheng's complexion look even more radiant and handsome.
Even Wen Yu, who was used to seeing Song Linsheng, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when she saw him dressed so unusually.
"Xiaoyu?" Song Linsheng felt strange. He leaned over and approached Wenyu and called out, using his eyes to ask what Wenyu meant.
The light fragrance of cedar came along Song Linsheng's hair, making Wen Yu's already confused thoughts even more confused.
"Ah?" Wen Yu snapped back to reality and quickly responded, "What?"
Song Linsheng shook his head and looked at the situation at the main gate of the Wen residence with raised eyebrows. "Just listen to Xiaoyu."
"Oh!" Wen Yu finally reacted, "Okay, let's go this way."
Wen Yu pulled Song Linsheng and turned into another alley opposite to the main gate of Wen's house.
She had seen it on Yanzi's map of the Wen family's landscape. This alleyway seemed far away from the Wen residence, but in fact, after going around in a big circle, it was connected to the courtyard where Wen Yanli lived.
It is really not hidden.
Even Wen Yu, who had seen the palaces in heaven and the caves of immortals, could not help but admire the exquisiteness of the houses built by human craftsmen.
Wen Yu held Song Linsheng's hand and walked in front.
This alley is good in every way: hidden and convenient, but the only drawback is that it is too dark. There is not even a light in sight, and no houses are located there.
I think this alley must have been specially designed by someone to lead to the courtyard of Wen Jia Dalang. Otherwise, how could there be such a desolate alley in such a prosperous street?
Wen Yu held Song Linsheng's hand tightly and rushed forward while comforting him, "Don't be afraid, Song Linsheng, just follow me."
Song Linsheng lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Yu holding his hand tightly. Their sleeves overlapped as they hurried forward, making it impossible to see their hands clearly. One could only feel the warmth of each other coming from their palms.
After hearing Wen Yu's instructions, Song Linsheng was stunned for a moment. After a long while, he nodded gently.
But Wen Yu was in front, so she naturally couldn't see Song Linsheng nodding. She was wondering why Song Linsheng didn't respond, and then she turned around to look back.
"Song——" Wen Yu let out a soft cry before she bumped into Song Linsheng's chest.
Song Linsheng didn't stop his foot inadvertently and bumped into Wen Yu. He didn't have time to be stunned and grabbed Wen Yu's body that was leaning back.
For a moment, the two of them clung tightly together.
Song Linsheng's warm breath could not be concealed even through the clothes, and it continuously stained Wen Yu's cheeks. Wen Yu's face immediately became hot and two blushes appeared.
Fortunately, it was already night, and the alley was pitch black. No matter what she looked like now, Song Linsheng should not be able to see her.
"I..." Wen Yu was a little embarrassed and hesitated to speak.
"Xiaoyu." Song Linsheng called softly in a warm and gentle voice with a slight hoarseness.
"Hmm?" Wen Yu didn't understand what was going on, so she just responded obediently.
"Your cheeks are so hot..." Song Linsheng hesitated, choosing his words, "But where do you feel uncomfortable?"
A strange silence spread between the two of them. Neither of them spoke, but neither of them showed any intention of backing away.
Wen Yu and Song Linsheng just leaned against each other quietly, not daring to move at all.
It was not until an inexplicable heat rose from his body that Song Linsheng realized something. He coughed lightly and uncomfortably, bringing the two people who were almost trapped in a dream back to reality.
Song Linsheng's voice was like a spell that broke the illusion, making Wen Yu suddenly sober. She quickly stood up and took two steps away, but she did not forget to hold Song Linsheng tightly in her hand.
Wen Yu looked around. The alley was just as dark as before, with gusts of cool breeze. There didn't seem to be anything unusual.
But... the feeling just now was clearly the intrusion of hallucination magic.
Wen Yu shook her head, squeezed Song Linsheng's hand, and turned to ask, "Are you okay? Song Linsheng?"
Song Linsheng had just come back to his senses from his previous shock, and the blood in his body surged and went straight to his fingertips.
He slowly bent his fingers and moved them gently in Wen Yu's palm.
"I..." Song Linsheng thought about his inexplicable reaction just now, his face flushed, and he said in a panic, "I'm fine, Xiaoyu."
Wen Yu stared at Song Linsheng's eyes closely, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he had regained his clarity.
She moved closer to Song Linsheng, put one hand on the Qingsu jade pendant hanging around his waist, and injected a ray of spiritual power into it when he was not paying attention.
Wen Yu is the Biwu elf. Her spiritual power can protect Song Linsheng from being disturbed by evil spirits and keep him awake at all times.
She should have done this earlier, otherwise she wouldn't have almost fallen into the trap.
Although this alley leads directly to the courtyard of Wen Jia Dalang, it now seems that the shortcut is indeed fraught with unknown dangers.
Such an illusion must have been set up deliberately by someone to prevent anyone from following the alley to look for Wen Jia Dalang.
Who is it?
Is he a Taoist priest invited by Madam Wen? Or is he a demon possessing the eldest son of the Wen family?
It is not advisable to stay here for long. Wen Yu does not want to get entangled with him too much. She holds Song Linsheng's hand tightly, as if she is afraid that she will get lost in the blink of an eye.
"Let's go!" Wen Yu whispered.
Song Linsheng nodded and quickly followed Wen Yu's pace. The two of them overlapped and hurried away, leaving not even a shadow in the gloomy alley.
Along the way, Wen Yu sometimes held Song Linsheng's hand, sometimes stood in front of Song Linsheng, and sometimes put her arms around his waist, leading him through the corridors and alleys. Finally, they avoided the guards of Wen's house and successfully arrived in front of the courtyard surrounded by flowers.
Being concerned about the guards around her, Wen Yu completely forgot that her intimate actions towards Song Linsheng had already made Song Linsheng's limbs stiff and his eyes blush.
Wen Yu pulled Song Linsheng and squatted among the flowers, looking at the situation in the courtyard from afar.
Song Linsheng squatted down gently, leaning a few inches behind Wen Yu, and now he was looking down at his hand which was tightly held by Wen Yu.
During the entire journey, no matter they were nearly discovered or climbing over walls, Xiaoyu never let go of his hand, always holding it tightly and leading him along.
Song Linsheng couldn't say what he was feeling right now.
To him, everything about Xiaoyu is vivid and lively.
Unlike him who grew up in a wealthy family and under the four-cornered sky, Xiaoyu is like a mountain elf, with the agility of a bird and the bravery of a jackal, and with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, Xiaoyu is the one and only in the world.
Song Linsheng's heart was pounding, making a dull yet clear sound in his chest, and each beat was louder than the last, almost as if it was about to jump out.
He asked Wen Yu to hold one hand in her palm, and with the other hand he couldn't help but touch his heart, suppressing the throbbing that was no longer controllable.
Now was not the time, he knew.
Before my eyes were vast expanses of blooming pink flowers, as if they had been cut from the evening clouds in the sky and dyed with the blush on my daughter's face.
It was like a ball of pink smoke, enveloping Song Linsheng and Wen Yu.
Occasionally, the night wind blew, blowing Wen Yu's flying hair and rushing towards the face of Song Linsheng, who was half a step behind her.
The faint scent of jasmine instantly lingered at the tip of Song Linsheng's nose. He couldn't help but raise his hand. Wen Yu's hair was soft and smooth, passing through Song Linsheng's fingers. The naughty part even wrapped around it a few times.
On the way here just now, Xiaoyu told him everything that happened in the alley. It was all because of the magic circle set up by the evil spirits early in the morning that made him and Xiaoyu unable to control their emotions and almost got lost.
But now.
Song Linsheng gently hooked his fingers, watching the hair wrap around his fingers and then spread out in the wind.
Now, there is no magic circle.
He knew it very well.
Song Linsheng collected his thoughts and looked towards the courtyard hidden behind the powder and rouge with Wen Yu.
"There is indeed no one guarding outside the courtyard." Song Linsheng lowered his voice and said to Wen Yu as he approached her.
A warm breath immediately touched Wen Yu's earlobe, making her feel slightly itchy.
"Yeah." Wen Yu responded indifferently, with a stiff neck and not daring to turn around.
As expected, but the fact that there is no one outside the hospital does not mean that there is no one inside.
Wen Yu coughed lightly. It was not easy to avoid the guards while traveling all the way. She was so nervous that she didn't care about anything else.
But now that she had some free time, she felt a little uneasy.
But now is not the time to worry about this, Wen Yu put the thought aside and turned to signal Song Linsheng.
"Let's sneak over and go around to Wen Yanli's dormitory at the back." Wen Yu stretched out two fingers and pointed to a place in the courtyard.
Song Linsheng's eyes were firm, and he nodded solemnly in response, "Okay."
A slight sound was heard, and Wen Yu and Song Linsheng groped their way through the powder and rouge in the dark. After several twists and turns, they finally found themselves under the back eaves of Wen Yanli's house.
Wen Yu and Song Linsheng turned their backs and pressed themselves against the wall.
A faint aroma of rice wine mixed with the smell of mugwort came over, and Wen Yu couldn't help but sniff.
It seems fragrant but it’s not fragrant.
"What is this?" Wen Yu asked breathlessly.
"It's a mixture of rice wine and mugwort." Song Linsheng touched the wall with a finger and sniffed it. "It's generally believed that these two ingredients can make evil spirits appear and ghosts leave."
The wall has a strong smell, it must be newly made.
"I think Madam Wen must have ordered people to repaint the walls with these two juices to ward off evil spirits and avoid disasters." Song Linsheng speculated.
"Hmm," Wen Yu replied. "Didn't Madam Wen ask the master to calculate the time for Wen Yanli's medical consultation? I suppose this was also the master's idea?"
Wen Yu was speechless. This was just a beautiful wish. What effect could it have on goblins and ghosts?
She took a deep breath and found it fragrant yet bitter.
Do you want to scent the goblins and ghosts to death?
"Yeah." Song Linsheng answered affirmatively.
There was a "click" sound, and Wen Yu's ears moved.
It seemed to come from the inner room.
Maybe it’s... Wen Yanli?
Wen Yu's eyes turned. Now Wen Yanli was indoors, and she and Song Linsheng were in the corridor, so they couldn't see anything clearly.
Um……
Wen Yu pondered for a moment, then quietly asked Song Linsheng, "Have you ever been to the rooftop to look at the moon?"
Song Linsheng was stunned. Look at the moon? Go up to the roof?
His eyes were filled with doubt and a touch of innocence as he answered truthfully, "No."
Wen Yu curled her lips and smiled, it was just as she expected.
Given the environment in which Song Linsheng grew up, there would never be such a horrifying act as climbing onto the roof.
But the moon is always there, but the roof is not.
Wen Yu glanced upwards and said gently, "Would you like to give it a try?"
Song Linsheng looked confused, like a child who had never seen the world. He nodded gently, his voice full of anticipation, "Well, I'm willing to give it a try."
Wen Yu was so happy that she completely forgot about the possible consequences of her showing off her skills.
Wen Yu pulled Song Linsheng and whispered, "Watch this!"
She put one arm around Song Linsheng's waist and brought him into her arms. With one step, the two of them landed steadily on the roof.
As her body swayed, her clothes fluttered and rustled.
The world was spinning, and before Song Linsheng could figure out what was happening, he had already climbed up the stairs leaning on Wen Yu's shoulder.
Song Linsheng slowly opened his eyes. In the inky black sky, there was a crescent moon, surrounded by stars that seemed to be within reach.
He looked into the distance and saw lights flickering in the streets and alleys in the distance, giving off a sense of the hustle and bustle of life.
He seemed to have never seen such a night before.
In the past, he would either read or study the scriptures at night, with the only light from the candlestick to keep him company.
So many lights appearing in front of him at the same time made him feel extremely open.
Seeing that he was lost in thought, Wen Yu gently nudged Song Linsheng's shoulder and said, "Alright! We'll look at the moon next time."
Song Linsheng was like a child whose secret thoughts were discovered. He immediately stopped his actions, and the blush on his face was hidden in the moonlight, not too obvious.
"Yeah." Song Linsheng responded obediently, and then he and Wen Yu quietly lay down on the roof.
Wen Yu listened attentively to the movements in the room. Wen Yanli seemed to be... talking?
Could it be that Wen Yanli is not the only one in the room?
No, Yanzi said that Wen Yanli loves to talk to himself the most.
Wen Yu stretched out his hand and pinched open a piece of clear water tile, and an orange-yellow light immediately burst out from it.
——It’s the candlelight burning in the house.
She raised her eyes to look at Song Linsheng beside her, motioning him to look inside with her.
At this time, there should be no need to pay attention to the saying "don't look at what is inappropriate", right?
Song Linsheng curled his lips and smiled. Even if Xiaoyu didn't say anything, he could know what Xiaoyu meant. He moved closer and answered Xiaoyu with his actions.
Wen Yu and Song Linsheng simultaneously leaned forward and looked down through the small gaps in the corners.
A thin but tall figure was kneeling on the ground, his apricot-colored undergarment was not very neat, and his black hair was scattered all over the ground.
He was curled up slightly, with only half of his fair face exposed.
Her narrow and long eyes were half closed, with crystal tears dotted at the corners of her eyes, which made me feel so sorry for her.
Wen Yu withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Song Linsheng, asking with his eyes.
After Song Linsheng met Wen Yu's gaze, he nodded affirmatively.
The person in the room is indeed Wen Yanli, the eldest son of the Wen family. There is no doubt about it.
He had met Wen Yanli during the palace selection, and considering Wen Yanli's outstanding appearance and stature, he would not have made a mistake.
Wen Yu nodded when she saw it, she believed Song Linsheng.
Then the two of them continued to look into the house——
Wen Yanli was wearing only a single layer of clothing, lying on a dark red carpet with a gold-woven pattern, looking like a white plum blossom blooming in a blood-red lake.
It is clearly pure white, yet it reveals a seductive color everywhere.
Hiss... Wen Yu took a breath. If she hadn't heard Song Linsheng talk about Wen Yanli's stunning appearance earlier in the morning, she would have almost thought that Wen Yanli was a fox spirit in disguise.
Recalling the time when I met Madam Wen in the Wutong Ancestral Temple, she had picturesque eyebrows and features, her hair was covered with pearls and jade, and she was dressed elegantly and looked wealthy.
It is not surprising that a mother like Mrs. Wen can raise a pair of children like Wen Yanli and Wen Yanzi.
Wen Yu was secretly shocked, and then continued to look inside.
Wen Yanli's lips moved, and a hoarse and low voice sounded.
"I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you."
He spoke clearly and in full voice, and he did not seem to be as crazy and speechless as Mrs. Wen had said.
Wen Yu and Song Linsheng looked at each other. They both heard Wen Yanli's words clearly, but they didn't know who this "you" in the conversation was.
"Look--" Wen Yu pointed at Wen Yanli and signaled to Song Linsheng.
Song Linsheng looked inside in the direction Wen Yu pointed, and saw Wen Yanli move slightly, revealing a scroll in his arms.
The painting seemed to depict... seemed to be the figure of a woman.
Song Linsheng nodded, but when he wanted to see more clearly, he couldn't.
The woman was wearing light-colored clothes and stood upright.
But her face was pressed down by Wen Yanli's head, making it impossible to see.
"It's my fault, it's my fault." Wen Yanli muttered to himself, not knowing what he was saying.
"I regret it, I regret it..."
Song Linsheng listened attentively. What Wen Yanli said seemed to be...guilt? Or regret?
He couldn't tell what the mood behind the word "regret" was.
Wen Yu looked as if he understood everything. Although Wen Yanli revealed very little information and said only a few words, coupled with the painting of the woman under him.
Wen Yu could make a rough guess.
Zhibai once told her that everything in the world is nothing but love.
Parents' love for their children.
Help from relatives and friends.
A husband and wife's journey together.
Family, friends, love, no matter what kind of emotion it is, it is always emotion, this is true.
Wen Yanli still has a woman in his heart.
Although I don't know whether this woman is related to his madness, I believe she must be related.
After all, he is the one who keeps it on his lips even when he is talking nonsense.
Wen Yu pondered for a moment, thinking, could it be that Wen Yanli, his beloved, is a goblin like Zhibai?
Oh my God, in this case, Madam Wen really found the right person to treat her illness.
Wen Yanli in the room was still muttering to himself without stopping.
Wen Yu quietly probed his spiritual power into him, but was unable to identify what kind of evil spirit was in him.
It is even said that there is no sign of evil invasion.
What Yanzi said was not entirely accurate.
Or maybe, Wen Yu paused, even she couldn't find out where the evil spirit came from?
As soon as this thought came up, Wen Yu suppressed it.
It's impossible. Although she is not a deity with profound Taoism and boundless magic power, she has been influenced by the Temple of Spring for such a long time. It's just an evil spirit, and she can catch it.
Unless... unless it's not an evil spirit.
She will need to look into these in detail when she treats Wen Yanli, but now the initial goal has been achieved.
Wen Yu put the clear tiles back in place and also covered up the orange-yellow light.
For a moment, the roof was once again covered with cold moonlight.
"Hmm?" Song Linsheng asked softly. Is this the end?
Wen Yu nodded and replied, "Let's go home."
Wen Yanli's condition was not like ordinary madness, but it was certainly not ordinary possession.
She needed to go back and think about what exactly caused this, and then come to see Wen Yanli again.
It’s no use wasting time here now, let’s go back home and discuss it later.
Song Linsheng straightened up slightly and nodded in agreement, "Okay, I'll listen to Xiaoyu."
Then Song Linsheng moved slowly, preparing to stand up, for fear of breaking the bricks and tiles on the roof.
Wen Yu was originally preparing to reach out to support Song Linsheng, but seeing how cautious he was, he suddenly had a mischievous thought.
"Song Linsheng——" Wen Yu called softly.
"Hmm? Xiaoyu." Song Linsheng responded blankly, waiting quietly for Wen Yu's next words.
But Wenyu didn't say anything. She smiled inexplicably, her eyes and eyebrows curved with cunning.
She suddenly jumped up, flipped over lightly, and landed steadily on the ground.
There was no one guarding the yard now, and Wen Yanli in the room looked confused and not quite awake, so she was not afraid of causing any noise.
"Xiao Yu?" Song Linsheng stared blankly at Wen Yu turning over and landing on the ground, calling out in a panic.
Xiaoyu had just brought him up there, otherwise, without the bamboo ladder, he would not have been able to reach such a high roof.
But now Xiaoyu went down alone without taking him with her, and Song Linsheng was a little confused.
How should he get down?
Could he stay on the roof and wait for Madam Wen's people to find him and take him down?
Song Linsheng pondered for a moment, well... it's not impossible.
Wen Yu looked at Song Linsheng quietly. His low-key black gold robe outlined his perfect figure. He looked like an elf messenger walking quietly in the dark night, breathtakingly beautiful.
After watching enough, Wen Yu suddenly stretched out her hands and raised them high, whispering to Song Linsheng, "Song Linsheng, jump down! I'll catch you!"
Song Linsheng raised his eyes slightly, as if surprised. He half-bent his body against the roof, looking down at the distance between himself and Wen Yu.
"Xiaoyu..." He hesitated for a moment.
"Come quickly! Song Linsheng!" Wen Yu raised her hand and pretended to embrace him.
Her face was relaxed, as if the person on the roof was not Song Linsheng, but a light cat.
Song Linsheng swallowed gently, without a trace of panic in his heart. He looked up at the moon above his head.
It turns out that the moon seen on the roof is really different from the one on the ground.
He turned around and looked at Wen Yu, whose face was full of anticipation, and suddenly felt a sense of fulfillment in his heart.
He believed in Xiaoyu.
"I'm coming." Song Linsheng's voice was filled with an obvious smile. When he spoke, it was like the ice and snow melting, the spring mountains awakening, and a trace of warmth flowing until all things came back to life.
Song Linsheng carefully walked a few steps along the roof. When he reached the edge, he lifted his clothes and jumped, leaving all his concerns and fears behind.
Wen Yu's eyes were closely watching all of Song Linsheng's movements. The moment he jumped down, she took a step forward in time and caught Song Linsheng steadily.
Song Linsheng fell accurately into Wen Yu's arms. Facing the cold wind, the warm fragrance of Wen Yu surrounded him, causing his tightly closed eyes to slowly open after a moment.
"Xiaoyu, I did it." Song Linsheng looked at Wen Yu tenderly with affection in his eyes.
Wen Yu hugged Song Linsheng, feeling very happy. The feeling of mutual trust and peace of mind was really good. She couldn't help but hug Song Linsheng and spin around.
"You did it!" Wen Yu echoed Song Linsheng's words and said happily.
But this is not the place to talk. Before Song Linsheng could say anything else, Wen Yu pulled him into the bushes of powder where they had just come from.
She didn't plan to go back the same way she came.
There were many guards on that road, and the alley had been tampered with. Wen Yu didn't want Song Linsheng to be in any danger again.
After walking for a while through a bush of powder flowers that was as tall as a person, Wen Yu and Song Linsheng climbed out from the back of Wen's house.
However, this makes the inkstone washing area much farther away from the main entrance.
Wen Yu and Song Linsheng took a long detour, walking straight for a quarter of an hour before they got back to the main gate from the back of Wen's house and then to the alley where Xiyan Parked the carriage.
"Wash the inkstone--" Wen Yu lowered his voice and called softly.
A corner of the carriage hidden behind a wall of roses was revealed. A moment later, a rustling sound was heard, indicating someone was washing the inkstone.
Xiyan came out from behind the carriage, looked around for a while, and then walked over carefully following the sound.
"Madam Wen, where is the young master?" Xiyan asked with his eyes half closed because the light from outside the alley was so bright that he couldn't open his eyes.
Wen Yu turned aside when she heard this, revealing Song Linsheng who was following closely behind her.
Song Linsheng held his chest with one hand, as if he had not yet recovered from the thrilling adventure.
"Young Master!" Xiyan came forward in a hurry, supporting Song Linsheng while sticking his head out to look at the alley entrance.
"Are you alright, sir?"
He had just waited in the carriage for a long time, but there was no sign of the young master and Madam Wen returning. He was so anxious that he was like an ant on a hot pan. He even thought about finding a way to find Madam Wen and the young master.
But when he thought about the fact that he was not familiar with the terrain and was afraid that going there would cause trouble for Madam Wen and Young Master, he suppressed his fear and stayed there.
Wen Yu smoothed his arms, brushed off his sleeves, and replied, "It's okay, it's okay. Your young master is fine. He's even on the rooftop looking at the moon now!"
Somehow, when Wen Yu thought about asking Song Linsheng to go up to the roof to look at the "moon" just now, she felt very... very happy.
It seemed as if this was a secret between her and Song Linsheng.
Song Linsheng's face had flushed countless times that night, but now he was somewhat used to hearing Wen Yu say this.
He suppressed the turbulent emotions and feelings in his heart and responded softly, "Yeah."
Xiyan listened to his master and Madam Wen talking back and forth, and his head was confused for a moment.
What about going up to the roof, what about looking at the moon...
"What! Go to the roof!" Xiyan finally reacted and shouted in disbelief.
Wen Yu blinked and stared at Xi Yan, somewhat confused. But she glanced at the alley entrance and replied, "Go ahead and shout. I'm afraid the Wen family guards outside haven't heard yet."
She covered her ears with her hands, then looked at her palms in a strange manner.
Xi Yan hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, but after a moment of silence, he withdrew his hand and asked, "What did you say, Madam Wen? What roof? You and the young master are lying on someone's roof?"
Although Xiyan tried his best to lower his voice, the disbelief and shock in his words made him talk like a lit firecracker, and he kept talking.
Wen Yu glanced at the inkstone nonchalantly and replied, "Yes..."
Lying on the roof is true, and looking at the moon is also true.
After getting a positive answer, Xiyan felt his eyes go dark. He turned around and looked at his own son who was standing obediently behind Madam Wen. His silent and submissive look made him look like a gentle and respectful young wife.
"Madam Wen! How could you, you, bring the young master to lie on someone else's roof?" Xi Yan hesitated for a long time, and between choosing between carefully choosing his words and being cautious with his words, he chose to speak frankly.
Anyway, he had already fallen down, so it was too late for Ren Xiyan to say anything.
However, Wen Yu changed her mind and became very interested in listening to Xi Yan's opinion.
"What's wrong?" Wen Yu raised his eyebrows and glanced at Xi Yan.
Xiyan clapped his hands in front of him, feeling extremely helpless yet anxious. "What? What do you mean? What's going on, Madam Wen?"
"Good heavens, that's so indecent!"
Xiyan raised his foot and stood beside Song Linsheng, and waved his hand from top to bottom over Song Linsheng, signaling to Wenyu.
"Look, look, my young master, the son of the Grand Tutor, the new number one scholar, and the prefect of Jiangyang." Xiyan counted them one by one on his fingers, always feeling that there was something he had not finished saying.
"Let's not talk about these empty reputations, Madam Wen. Look at this young master, he's a sculpture of ice and jade, a bright moon hanging high in the sky. How could you ask him to lie on someone else's roof? How could you have the heart to do that?"
It's really insulting! It's really insulting!
Xiyan was extremely anxious, wishing that it was he who fell on someone else's roof instead of his own son.
After just a moment's thought, Xi Yan had made a decision. The information was obtained by the young master, and it was Xi Yan who was lying on the roof.
Wen Yu, who was extremely stunned, opened his mouth in a daze, but could not utter a word. He could only hear Xi Yan muttering scriptures.
On the contrary, the protagonist mentioned by Xiyan - Song Linsheng was as steady as a rock, his expression unchanged.
Song Linsheng was not unhappy at all. He listened quietly to Xiyan's complaints but did not stop him. He just smiled faintly and let him be naughty.
He didn't care about those things, such as proper manners and neat appearance. When he was in Shangdu, he might have cared about them a little bit.
But now he is in Jiang Yang, next to Xiaoyu, and all he needs to do is live happily and be the real Song Linsheng, instead of being the Song Erlang in the capital who has to think carefully about every word and action.
Thinking of this, Song Linsheng lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, falling into a strange tenderness.
Xiyan's attack had not stopped yet, but Wenyu felt that her ears were about to get calluses. She waved her hands repeatedly to signal Xiyan to stop.
"Xi Yan, I won't dare to do that again. I won't dare to do that again." Wen Yu pretended to be scared and showed weakness to Xi Yan, "Please forgive me this time!"
Then Wen Yu raised his foot and hid under the rose bush where the carriage was parked.
Xi Yan frowned, clearly an apology was not what he wanted. "Madam Wen, this isn't a question of whether or not you dare. The more important thing is to consider your reputation and image. If this gets out, where will you put your face?"
Wen Yu was overjoyed. Not to mention that only the three of them knew about this matter, it would definitely not leak out.
Even if Xiyan's voice has not been publicized, it is probably because Xiyan's voice is not loud enough.
Wen Yu stopped answering and walked ahead. Xi Yan, who was anxiously following him, tried to analyze the pros and cons for Wen Yu and persuade him earnestly.
Song Linsheng looked back at the gate of the Wen residence in the distance. The guards were changing like flowing water, surrounding the Wen family compound so tightly that even a mosquito flying in would have to be interrogated.
It was hard to imagine that Xiaoyu had just taken him through the heavily guarded Wen residence.
Walking through corridors and courtyards, climbing up roofs and removing tiles, if it were Song Erlang who lived in the capital city in the past, these things would be like the moon in the sky and the flowers in the water, so far away and out of reach.
But for Song Linsheng today, he has experienced them all. It was like taking an adventure in a beautiful dream, and at the end of the danger was Xiaoyu's reassuring smile.
Compared with Shangdu City, Jiangyang Prefecture seems to be another world.
It was a world he had never seen.
And the person who took him to experience this world and travel around this world was Xiaoyu.
A breeze blew, bringing with it the fragrance of roses. The rich floral scent mixed with the cool night breeze made people intoxicated.
Song Linsheng is no exception.
He looked at Wen Yu and Xi Yan in front of him who were still mumbling in low voices, not knowing what they were talking about.
Song Linsheng looked at the hand that Wen Yu had held. It was empty now, but he seemed to still feel a little residual warmth.
"Song Linsheng?" Wen Yu turned around and called out, waving to Song Linsheng.
If you don’t leave now, are you going to have breakfast at the Wen family?
Wen Yu closed her ears, ignoring Xiyan's nagging, and only looked at Song Linsheng who was a few steps behind her.
Song Linsheng smiled slightly, then tightened his palm. Although he was holding nothing, he seemed to be holding something.
Just like when he spoke to Wen Yu before, he replied softly: "Come on—"
Song Linsheng followed, and as he walked, the hem of his black clothes rolled up surging waves, just like a surging night tide.
Xi Yan stamped his feet, looking at the inseparable atmosphere between his master and Madam Wen, as if there was not even a glimmer of opportunity left for him to interrupt.
"Master! Madam Wen!" Xi Yan was impatient. "Are you listening to me?"
Wen Yu had originally gotten into the carriage with Song Linsheng's help, and after sitting down on the embroidered cushion inside the carriage, she immediately stuck her head out when she heard the words.
She lifted the car curtain with one hand and knocked on the edge of the car door with the other, making a slight sound.
"Would you like me to take you to Wen's house to talk? They'd definitely be happy to hear why you're here so late at night and acting so suspiciously."
Wen Yu spoke in a gentle voice and slowly, but when she spoke, she showed two cute little white teeth and smiled cunningly, just like a little fox wagging its tail.
At this moment, the fox's head was exposed outside the carriage, leaving only a huge fox tail, shaking proudly inside the carriage.
Song Linsheng pursed his lips and chuckled. He seemed to be able to really see the fox's tail as he watched Wen Yu teasing Xi Yan.
"Oh! Madam Wen!" Xi Yan was horrified and quickly lowered his voice to excuse himself, "I was just saying it. I won't say any more. Let's go home quickly!"
As he said this, Xiyan pulled the reins and turned the horse around. The horse was very obedient and didn't neigh or kick. It just quietly let Xiyan drive it.
Wen Yu let go of the curtain with one hand, retreated into the car and sat down, finally breathing a sigh of relief.
In her opinion, Xiyan was much more difficult to deal with than the guards in the Wen family compound.
At least ten times, oh no, a hundred times.
Wen Yu lost all his strength and slumped down in the carriage, his whole body crooked and looking completely out of shape.
As for image, according to Xiyan, that is something Song Linsheng needs to pay attention to all the time, not her Wen Yu's.
Seeing Wen Yu lying down, Song Linsheng raised his sleeve and took two soft pillows from the side to cushion Wen Yu's waist.
Wen Yu twisted her body comfortably, feeling as if she was lying in a cloud of mist, which was very nice.
"One day later, you will be able to enter the Wen residence through the main gate openly." Song Linsheng reminded softly.
"Yes." Wen Yu closed her eyes and answered incoherently, "One day..."
What? Only one day?
She hasn't even written a letter to her "brother" to ask for advice on Wen Jia Dalang's illness!
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