Chapter 165: The first episode is indeed a good-looking one.
After passing through layers of pink flowers, Wen Yu and his group finally stood at the Lanfeng Water Pavilion where Dalang of the Wen family lived.
Wen Yu pinched the powder petals on her robe with one hand and played with them in front of her.
She had originally thought that the planting of these half-human-high daisies was Madam Wen's work to conceal her identity. But now, after hearing what she said, she realized that these daisies were planted by Wen Yanli himself while he was still lucid.
As his thoughts turned, Wen Yu loosened the grip on his hands, letting the smoky pink catkins fly away with the wind.
She looked up at the plaque in front of the door. On it were written the words "Lan Feng Shui Xie". The handwriting was graceful and elegant, quite beautiful.
It is very different from Song Linsheng's brushstrokes.
Although Wenyu's handwriting is not very good, after being influenced by it for a period of time, she has developed the ability to see life through her writing.
Song Linsheng's handwriting is also very elegant, but it is difficult to conceal the vigor in it.
The words in front of the door of Wen Jia Dalang are of great style and elegance, but even more so, they are more delicate.
It seems...it's like a woman's writing style.
But it’s hard to say, Wen Yu frowned secretly.
She had not studied calligraphy in depth and only had a superficial understanding of it. If she wanted to talk about it in detail, she would talk to Song Linsheng after returning home and it would not be too late to make a conclusion then.
"Madam Wenyu, Lord Song, please follow me closely." Madam Wen's voice sounded at the right time, interrupting Wenyu's thoughts.
Wen Yu nodded, lifted her skirt and followed Madam Wen up the stone steps.
The double doors of the Lanfengshui Pavilion were tightly closed, as if no one was allowed in.
Wen Yu looked around and found that it was no different from that night.
However, no matter how strange the illness of Wen Yanli, the eldest son of the Wen family, was, how could Madam Wen be so confident in leaving him alone in the yard without even a guard?
What a weird family.
Wen Yu shrugged helplessly, and at Song Linsheng's gentle reminder, he paid attention to the stone steps under his feet and walked slowly to the door.
“Squeak—”
The heavy door opened and closed, making a dull sound that was particularly harsh in this lonely courtyard.
It was this sound that seemed to wake up the people in the yard. A white shadow stood up in response, allowing Wen Yu and Song Linsheng to see it clearly through the crack in the door.
It was Wen Yanli.
Wen Yanli was wearing thin clothes and had a pale face. She was just rising from a pile of powder petals. Her long black hair fell like a ribbon, revealing her narrow and long phoenix eyes.
"Yanli! What are you doing?" Madam Wen exclaimed, pushing the door open and rushing into the courtyard. "Why don't you stay inside? Instead, you come out to get some fresh air?"
Wen Yu and Song Linsheng paused and did not follow closely. After looking at each other, they both remembered the scene that night -
Wen Yanli was wearing a white dress and lying on a blood-colored gold-woven blanket, looking like a white plum blossom blooming in a pool of blood.
And he didn't seem to be in any better condition today as he was lying on his side with his makeup on.
Wen Yu curled the corner of her lips, wondering if Master Wen could really understand what Madam Wen was saying all the time.
She lifted her skirt and followed, with Song Linsheng and Xi Yan following closely behind.
Mrs. Wen put one arm around Wen Yanli's shoulders and used the other hand to brush away the flying catkins on his face so that he wouldn't appear too lazy.
And Wen Yanli actually just let Madam Wen manipulate him, with his head lowered and not saying a word. From a distance, he didn't look like a madman.
Wen Yu pondered for a moment, and deliberately increased the weight of his steps as the distance between them shortened.
As expected, the rustling sound of footsteps made Wen Yanli shrug his shoulders, as if startled, and then he began to look around randomly to follow the source of the sound.
Wen Yu was originally paying attention to Wen Yanli's reaction. After a moment of looking at her, his eyes met Wen Yu's.
Those narrow and long phoenix eyes were extremely charming. Although they were looking at Wen Yu, they were filled with an indissoluble mist, without a trace of clarity.
This eldest son of the Wen family is indeed completely mentally ill.
Wen Yu did not stop, wanting to get closer to see it more clearly.
But she didn't need to go forward. Wen Yanli, who came here because of the reputation, was still shivering uncontrollably when he saw Wen Yu, but the next moment he suddenly stood up and rushed towards Wen Yu.
"You're here? Why are you here?"
In contrast to his flamboyant appearance, Wen Yanli's voice was hoarse and low, with an inexplicable tension.
"Didn't you say you never wanted to see me again? I also... just thought I'd never see you again in this lifetime."
He kept talking, his feet moving non-stop, and in a few seconds he ran in front of Wen Yu.
When the wind blew, it lifted the loose hair on his temples, revealing a face that looked as if it had been carved by a knife or an axe.
Her eyes were raised and her thin lips were slightly pursed.
Although she was talking nonsense, her face was still incredibly beautiful and aggressive.
Wildness, aggression, possessiveness.
This is the true portrayal of Wen Yanli.
Such a captivating appearance and aggressive aura made Wen Yu involuntarily take a step back.
Unlike Song Linsheng's reserved demeanor, Wen Yanli, the eldest son of the Wen family, always gave her a flamboyant vibe.
Flamboyant and dangerous.
Whether in Houchun Mountain or in the Spring Temple, she rarely came into contact with such people.
Most of the gods in the Heavenly Palace are kind-hearted and helpful like Master. With long lifespans and profound cultivation, they are naturally at ease and less competitive.
Wen Yanli's demeanor reminded her of those untamed monsters.
Wild and difficult to train, arrogant and ferocious.
He was clearly just a mortal, yet he possessed such a strong aura and courage. Even though she was used to the grand scenes in the East Heaven Court, she couldn't help but be inspired.
There must be something strange about Wen Yanli.
Or, Mrs. Wen is really capable of raising such a "sharp" son.
Or, this oppressive aura came from somewhere else.
For example, the invasion of evil spirits.
But then again, even though I didn't see him clearly that night, I already thought Wen Yanli was extremely handsome. Now that I carefully examined his facial features under the sun, I realized why Song Linsheng was so modest before.
It really is a good-looking appearance.
Wen Yu was nervous, but she forced herself to stay calm and stop, not wanting to retreat any further.
Wen Yanli followed closely, not giving Wen Yu a chance to react. His face showed a mixture of surprise and joy, and he asked in disbelief, "It's you?"
Although I learned from Mrs. Wen early in the morning that Wen Yanli was a little crazy, but at least from that night, it seemed that he was not unconscious all the time, and he occasionally spoke normally.
Even though he might still be talking nonsense, the sincerity in his phoenix eyes made Wen Yu break out in a cold sweat.
For some reason, she always felt that Wen Yanli was talking to her.
But she and Wen Yanli had never had any connection, let alone any past relationship, so why would he have anything to say to her?
Wen Yu's heart tightened and she couldn't help but take another step back. Just as she was feeling worried, she leaned against a warm chest.
Wen Yu tilted her head slightly to look, and it was Song Linsheng.
Song Linsheng was originally half a step behind Wen Yu and had been following her. The moment Wen Yanli pounced on her, he quickly stepped forward, put one arm around Wen Yu's shoulders, and placed the other hand across Wen Yanli's body.
"I heard that Master Wen is polite." Song Linsheng said in a light tone, but he did not allow for any objection.
Even if Mr. Wen really had some kind of madness, he would still treat him with courtesy.
But if he offended Xiaoyu inappropriately, there would be no room for negotiation.
With Song Linsheng blocking him, Wen Yanli did not struggle to move forward. He just stared blankly at Song Linsheng's arm, and then put his hands on it.
The sincerity in his eyes towards Wen Yu also disappeared and faded away quickly, leaving only stupidity.
She just held Song Linsheng tightly and refused to let go.
Mrs. Wen, who caught up with them, was horrified and hurriedly urged, "Yanli, Yanli! This is the doctor I hired to treat you. Let go quickly! Yanli!"
Madam Wen spoke in panic and her expression was uncertain. She wanted to reach out and pull her child off Lord Song, but she was afraid of hurting both of them.
For a moment, I couldn't advance or retreat.
She really had no other choice but to expect the crazy child to understand what she said.
Mrs. Wen couldn't help but feel sad, and the makeup on her face lost its color.
But no matter how she tried to comfort him, Wen Yanli still refused to let go. He was holding Song Linsheng's sleeves so tightly that wrinkles were already visible.
Song Linsheng didn't care, as long as Master Wen didn't touch Xiaoyu behind him.
It’s true that Xiaoyu came here for medical consultation, but she wasn’t here to be offended.
Song Linsheng breathed a sigh of relief, the tension between his brows loosening a little, and he gently advised, "It's okay, just don't scare Master Wen."
"What should I do?" Madam Wen was also at a loss, lost. "I clearly asked someone to calculate the best day to see Yanli, but he just doesn't seem to be conscious today."
Her voice was filled with tears, and without saying much, it was like listening to a wail.
Wen Yu calmed himself down and suppressed the strange feeling of discomfort in his heart.
Regardless of whether she had any previous connection with this Young Master Wen, she couldn't get anything out of him since he was acting crazy now, so she had to cure him.
"Send the man back to the inner room, I will give him acupuncture." Wen Yu looked up and said to Song Linsheng beside him, while also signaling to Madam Wen.
Song Linsheng nodded slightly. He has always fully supported Xiaoyu's decision.
Madam Wen looked back and forth between Wen Yu and Song Linsheng in panic, nodding in agreement and then speaking awkwardly, "Thank you for troubling Master Song and Madam Wen Yu. Please be careful not to hurt Yan Li."
"You two also know that Yanli is the only son in my family. No accidents must happen to him. If he has been disrespectful in any way, please forgive me."
Yanzi died young, and now she only has Yanli.
Of course she had to be careful. No matter what others said to her, she just wanted Yanli to be safe.
When Wen Yu saw Madam Wen's guilty look, he couldn't help but stop pressing the needle bag in his sleeve, and then simply withdrew his hand.
She originally planned to give Master Wen an injection to make him calm down and let go of Song Linsheng's arm.
But now, after hearing what the lady said, she gave up. Her acupuncture skills were not very advanced to begin with, and she only practiced a few times according to what her master had written in her mind.
Apart from seeing the patient, it is better not to act rashly, so as not to hurt Young Master Wen.
"Don't worry, Madam Wen."
Song Linsheng's eyes lightly swept across Wen Yu's sleeves. Seeing that she had no intention of attacking, he clamped his hands on Master Wen and picked him up horizontally. Then, under the guidance of Madam Wen, he went to the inner room.
Walking through the courtyard and up the stone steps, I only had a rough glimpse of it from the roof that night. Now, entering through the main gate, I realized how exquisite the Lanfeng Water Pavilion where Young Master Wen lived was.
Song Linsheng followed Madam Wen steadily, and his steps did not show any effort. Even when he was carrying Master Wen horizontally, he was very light.
Wen Yu raised an eyebrow. Compared to when he first climbed Houchun Mountain on Shangsi Day, Song Linsheng's physical strength seemed to have improved a little.
Could he have gone there to practice secretly?
Wen Yu pursed her lips and smiled softly, then followed Song Linsheng.
Young Master Wen, who was nestled in Song Linsheng's arms, was stunned at first and let himself be manipulated. But after Wen Yu chuckled, he suddenly turned his head and stared at Wen Yu with his eyes as sharp as an eagle.
Wen Yu paused and immediately stopped smiling.
But after seeing her, Master Wen suddenly concealed his sharp eyes that were like he was fighting for prey, and his eyebrows softened in an instant.
"Why aren't you smiling?"
As soon as these words came out, Song Linsheng also stopped. His stiff back did not bend at all. He turned his head and looked down at Wen Yu behind him.
When their eyes met, they were filled with worry and confusion.
Wen Yu shook her head slightly, signaling to Song Linsheng with her eyes that she was fine. However, before she could think of a way to get rid of Master Wen, he kept talking.
"It's my fault, and you should blame me, but please don't stop smiling!"
"Just smile! Just smile!"
"I'm sorry, you don't want to smile at me anymore, right?"
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