Chapter 164: Blood-soaked White Plum Blossoms, We Will Meet Again.
Wen Yu straightened her clothes and was about to get off the car, but just as she was about to stand up, Song Linsheng reached out to stop her.
"Xiao Yu." Song Linsheng, who had a neat appearance, was staring at Wen Yu at this moment. When he saw her looking at him, he shook his head.
Wen Yu released her strength and fell back onto the two soft golden pillows, looking at Song Linsheng in confusion.
In the past, she and Song Linsheng rode in the same car, and she was always the first to get off. But she didn't know why Song Linsheng stopped her today?
Wen Yu murmured in her heart, but there was nothing strange on her face. After all, she was just a little confused, but she didn't distrust Song Linsheng.
Song Linsheng's eyebrows softened, the corners of his lips curved slightly, and he nodded and smiled at Wen Yu in a soothing manner.
An inexplicable sense of peace rose in Wen Yu's heart. Song Linsheng always had such magic that made her unable to tell which of them was the fairy.
However, Song Linsheng must have his own arrangements. Wen Yu no longer had any doubts, and her body leaning against the soft pillow became more and more relaxed.
Song Linsheng pulled back the curtain and got out of the car first.
There were sounds of enthusiastic conversation coming from outside——
"Sir Song, Sir Song." A familiar female voice spoke hurriedly with a hint of joy and panic.
——It’s Madam Wen.
Wen Yu leaned against the window, pinched a piece of butterfly cake in one hand and held it in her arms to chew on it, while not forgetting to prick up her ears to listen to what was happening outside the car.
"Madam Wen is so polite." Song Linsheng's voice was clear and gentle. "I'm ashamed to have disturbed so many people."
"It's okay, it's okay. They're all servants in the mansion, so there's no need to alarm them." Madam Wen's expression was unremarkable, but her tone was filled with anxiety and panic. "Sir Song, I wonder if Madam Wenyu..."
After saying this, Wen Yu swallowed the last bite of the butterfly pastry, patted the remaining pastry on her fingertips, and prepared to get out of the car.
But after a long while, there was still no reply from Song Linsheng. Wen Yu pondered for a moment and was no longer in a hurry to get off the car.
"Ahem." Xi Yan coughed lightly, breaking Madam Wen's somewhat bewildered silence. "Madam Wen, how can I expect my wife to get off the car with so many people?"
It wasn't that he was deliberately fussy about etiquette; he had heard from the young master and Madam Wen that the Wen family's eldest son's affairs were unusual and had hidden secrets. But now that Madam Wen had made such a scene, wasn't she afraid others wouldn't know that Madam Wen had entered the Wen residence?
It would certainly be a good thing if the eldest son of the Wen family gets better by then.
If not, then where would Madam Wen put her face if the rumors got around?
With so many people and so many eyes, it is hard to guarantee that all of them are dedicated and responsible. Although I have heard what the lady said, I cannot believe it completely.
Xiyan held his hands in front of him, and although his tone was calm, he did not show any timidity.
Wen Yu leaned against the car, listening attentively to Xi Yan's words, and couldn't help shrugged.
In the past, she had only seen Xiyan's reckless and playful side, but rarely saw him speak so seriously to defend her. He even called her "my wife" in his words, which made her a little surprised and a little embarrassed.
But on second thought, Xiyan, like Song Linsheng, grew up in a wealthy and powerful family with a history of hundreds of years. It is not surprising that he can have such courage.
Wen Yu leaned against the car door with her hands folded, looking out through the gap in the curtain.
"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!" Madam Wen raised her head suddenly, as if she had just come to her senses. "The young master is right. Why don't you leave immediately?"
Madam Wen waved her hand and the servants behind her retreated like the tide. Her orders were really carried out strictly. It seemed that Madam Wen had some skills in managing the household.
She still called Xiyan "young master" just like she did that day in the Wutong ancestral temple, showing him enough respect.
Even if she wasn't quite sure about Xi Yan's identity that day, she should have found it out after a few days.
But she still calls Xiyan like this, Madam Wen... can be said to be very tactful.
Hmm...but these two times, I only saw Madam Wen, but not her husband Wen. I don’t know what’s going on.
Wen Yu was thinking this when she heard Song Linsheng's gentle voice coming from outside, "Madam Wen Yu, please get out of the car."
That serious look made Wen Yu almost unable to hold back her laughter.
She understood what Song Linsheng meant. When she mentioned being mysterious and frivolous before, she wanted to act in a very impressive way to shock Madam Wen. Otherwise, Madam Wen might not tell the truth when she said something later.
Song Linsheng's current dismantling was exactly what she wanted.
Wen Yu straightened his expression, put on an unfathomable look, and got out of the car very solemnly.
This time, she obediently got down from the bench that had been placed by Xiyan early in the morning, and did not jump off the frame for convenience as she had done before.
The sky-blue hem of her dress fluttered like snow-white waves as it fell to the ground, and Wen Yu finally stood in front of Madam Wen.
"Madam Wenyu!" Mrs. Wen exclaimed when she finally saw Wenyu. She was very nervous but also surprised.
Her voice successfully drew Wen Yu's attention, and Wen Yu turned his head in the direction of the voice.
I don't know if it's because she's at the Wen residence or what, but Madam Wen's outfit today is much more luxurious than it was at the Wutong Ancestral Temple.
A peacock hairpin made of silver, kingfisher feathers and inlaid sapphires, with a pearl string hanging down, is pinned in the bun and sways slightly. The craftsmanship is exquisite and the hair looks so vivid that it seems as if it is about to flap its wings and take off.
Between her ears were worn the same style of kingfisher pearl tassel earrings, which only shook slightly when she looked up at Wen Yu.
What was even more eye-catching was his eyes, which were exactly the same as those of the eldest son of the Wen family whom he had met in the backyard that day.
Passionate and seductive.
Perhaps it was because she had put on some makeup, which made Madam Wen's eyebrows look like distant mountains and her eyes like autumn lakes. She no longer had the sickly look she had when they met at the Wutong Ancestral Temple, and the dark circles under her eyes also disappeared.
She really has a pile of bun and raised eyebrows.
In addition, her lake blue dress was also very eye-catching. The overlapping collar was embroidered with butterfly patterns in silver thread. She was covered in jewels and jade, and looked very rich.
Wen Yu frowned slightly. Mrs. Wen had obviously heard the news that the eldest son of the Wen family could be saved, and now she was even in high spirits to wash and dress.
But she had never tried it, and she didn't know if she could cure Wen Jia Dalang in one go...
Mrs. Wen's current attire has inadvertently added some pressure to her.
Wen Yu's heart sank, and he naturally thought of Dalang of the Wen family who was hidden in the backyard by Madam Wen.
At a quick glance that night, Wen Yanli looked like a white plum blossom in a pool of blood.
Vigorous, yet weak.
Wen Yu's hand unconsciously touched the cuff of her sleeve, where she hid the medical prescription she had put in early in the morning.
It was the letter sent by "brother".
Although she already knew the dosage of the herbs by heart, she was not able to write them down for Madam Wen on the spot in order to avoid hurting Madam Wen's confidence in curing Wen's eldest son.
"Hello, Madam Wen." Wen Yu nodded slightly in response to Madam Wen's greeting.
Mrs. Wen, who was standing opposite her, relaxed her brows and breathed a sigh of relief. When she saw Wen Yu responding, she hurried forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with her, and her arms couldn't help but reach out to Wen Yu.
However, Wen Yu slightly turned sideways and leaned towards Song Linsheng beside her, cleverly making Madam Wen miss nothing.
"I'm sorry for keeping Madam Wen waiting for so long. I hope you won't blame me." Although Wen Yu got off the carriage late, he apologized quickly.
How could Madam Wen really bother with Wen Yu and his group? She withdrew her hand into her sleeve without leaving a trace. Although there was a moment of surprise on her face, she was ultimately happier.
"Madam Wenyu, please don't be polite to me. I still rely on you for everything." Madam Wenyu said attentively.
Perhaps because they were on the long street, she didn't say it out loud.
This scene fell into the eyes of Xiyan, who was standing aside, and he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his lips.
Mrs. Wen now knows how to speak vaguely. Why didn't she pay more attention just now so as not to let Madam Wen show up in front of everyone?
People are always like this. They only pay special attention when it concerns themselves.
As for other things, I always deal with them casually and get away with it.
Even when you need help from others.
Wen Yu turned sideways and looked at Song Linsheng. In response to his inquiring gaze, she nodded affirmatively.
"In that case, please lead the way, Madam Wen." Song Linsheng nodded and spoke softly to Madam Wen.
The shadows of the trees were slanting, the clouds were spreading, and the sunlight stretched the shadows of several people into long lines, spreading them on the blue bricks in front of the door.
The Wen family compound was renovated in a very grand style. Just looking from the outside, one could see that the eaves were connected and the heights were staggered. There were countless pavilions and towers, and even more courtyards of various types.
Madam Wen took the lead and walked in front, leading the way for Wen Yu, Song Linsheng and Xi Yan.
The figures of several people were like fish swimming into water, following Mrs. Wen and entering the Wen residence one after another.
Wen Yu openly looked at the scenery of Wen's house as he walked through corridors, courtyards, flowers and trees along the way.
Unlike at night, the Wen residence during the day looks like a freehand landscape painting. The layout and display of the garden has a unique Jiangbei style, just like a woman with half her face covered, so elegant and pleasant.
It's not like she had been to Wen's house before, but this was the first time she had entered through the main gate so openly.
Wen Yu followed Madam Wen's footsteps while pulling Song Linsheng's sleeve and asking him to look at the new thing he had discovered.
"Song Linsheng, look—" Wen Yu lowered her voice, but couldn't help pointing at her hand to show Song Linsheng.
Song Linsheng lowered his head and listened carefully to Wen Yu's words all the way. No matter whether she was muttering or something else, he listened attentively. At the same time, he did not forget to pay attention to Madam Wen in front of him.
"Hmm?" Song Linsheng did not stop walking, but his eyes followed Wen Yu's call.
Looking in the direction Wen Yu pointed, patches of blue-green plants were emitting a light that was hard to ignore in the sunlight.
The sky is full of green and the sky is shining brightly.
"It's Cuiyun Grass." After just one glance, Song Linsheng knew the plant's name. "It looks like a peacock's tail feather, and it glows with seven colors."
"Ah—I see."
Wen Yu nodded seriously, turned his head and looked ahead, and saw the peacock hairpin in Madam Wen's hair moving slightly with her steps.
She turned her head and glanced at the green cloud grass. It seemed that Madam Wen liked the style of the peacock tail feathers very much.
After many twists and turns along the way, I finally reached the end of the maze-like Wen family compound.
The familiar powder slowly appeared and blocked Wen Yu and his group.
Like the rosy glow of the sky, clouds and mist filled the sky.
She and Song Linsheng naturally knew who lived behind this patch of pink, but they just looked at each other and remained silent tacitly.
"Such lush powder daisy." Xi Yan asked hesitantly, "But powder daisy prefers damp and cool weather, and most grow by the lakeside. Few people plant it in the inner house."
Madam Wen's distant and polite smile remained, but the closer she got to the bush of daisy, the more worried she felt. She sighed softly and replied, "Indeed, my husband loved these daisy plants the most. He even built a canal outside and brought in fresh water to nourish them."
Madam Wen looked at the door from afar through the powder and rouge. The hidden door made her feel familiar yet strange. "It's just that the powder and rouge are in full bloom now, but my son Yanli is no longer the same as before."
When Xiyan heard his wife mention Yanli, he thought of the "only child" she mentioned that day. He didn't know the whole story, so he suddenly became angry and almost wanted to speak up for Yanzi.
Fortunately, he has not forgotten the real purpose of today's trip.
Before leaving, even Yanzi asked him to help check on his brother's situation.
Xiyan endured it again and again, just to calm himself down.
"Don't worry, Madam Wen. Isn't Madam Wen here now?" Xi Yan advised repeatedly, fearing that Madam Wen would fall into sadness and tears again if she wasn't careful.
"Seeking medical advice requires observation, listening, questioning and palpation. It would be better if my wife, Madam Wen, could examine your son's condition first." Xi Yan said to comfort him.
Wen Yu and Song Linsheng also joined in, "Xi Yan is right. We need to see your son's condition before we can know how to prescribe the right medicine."
If Madam Wen were to shed this tear, she wouldn't know when this would end.
"Yes, Madam Wenyu is right." Madam Wen raised her sleeves and gently wiped her cheeks, her voice changing from sadness to joy. "Now that I have Madam Wenyu, everything is fine, everything is fine..."
Wen Yu's expression remained unchanged, but her heart skipped a beat.
Not everything is good...
She felt a little guilty when she said that.
"Madam Wenyu, Lord Song, and this young master." Madam Wen stepped aside, making way for the small stone path through the thicket of women. "Please follow me."
Wen Yu glanced left and right, looked at Song Linsheng and Xi Yan beside him, and raised his head to signal everyone to follow.
This blood-soaked white plum blossom, one will see it one day——
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