Chapter 201: "Our young master is truly wronged..."
Song Residence, under the camphor tree.
Wen Yu was curled up on the swing, with paper and pen casually placed on the table in front of him. There were spots of ink in the half-dry inkstone, and the handwriting on the spread-out rice paper was still a little moist.
"Clouds are flying, flowers are blooming, and the sun and the moon are passing by leisurely." Wen Yu half-closed her eyes and recited softly.
The sound was so soft, as if afraid of startling the birds on the branches.
Wen Yu didn't even have time to count how many times the sun rose and set in Guanwuyuan, and how many times the frogs stopped croaking, before time slipped away.
These days, Song Linsheng is indeed as busy as he said before. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has not been able to keep his feet on the ground.
At first, she followed him every day, but as the days grew longer, Song Linsheng always asked her to go home and rest and not to overwork. He even "invited" her back home on the grounds that he could not concentrate on his work with her around.
Wen Yu pursed her lips and frowned. She threw away the wolf hair brush in her hand and shrank back onto the swing in boredom.
He only glanced angrily at the few words he had just written.
She just dozed off for a while in the carriage when she came back from Lord Mu's house last time, but Song Linsheng became extremely nervous and wanted her to stay at Guanwu Courtyard and sleep all day.
Wen Yu folded his arms across his chest and let out a long sigh.
She is not such a delicate person.
As for Song Linsheng, he has been running back and forth outside these days, and I don’t know if he is safe and sound.
"If you want to know, go and see for yourself."
Suddenly, a voice came from the corridor, hitting Wen Yu's ears like thunder.
Wen Yu's shoulders shrugged, and she couldn't help but clasp her hands tighter. She closed her eyes and immediately looked in the direction of the sound.
Yu Chang was sitting in the corridor wearing a green shirt, still dressed like a woman. In his hand was the scroll that Song Linsheng had given to Wen Yu, and he was reading it intently.
Just like Wen Yu when he first came to the mortal world, he could not put his book down.
It was clearly what he said just now, but now he acted as if nothing had happened without even raising his head.
"If you try to spy on my feelings again, return the scroll." Wen Yu could no longer bear it and gritted her teeth, "Cousin."
Yu Chang stretched out two fingers and turned a page of the book in his hand. The faint sound of wind flowed through his fingers, but it could not stir up any waves in his eyes.
"If you call me cousin again, then..."
Yu Chang didn't finish speaking. After turning the page of the book, he used his free hand to tap the bench beside him with his knuckles.
As the knocking sound rang out, the undried ink in the inkstone in front of Wen Yu slowly rose into the air, and then the round ink beads suddenly grew sharp edges out of thin air, like arrows drawn from a bow.
The arrow is on the string, ready to be fired.
Wen Yuxing's eyes widened, and she couldn't help swallowing, and her body shrank back tacitly.
But she was on the swing, and if these arrows made of ink were launched, she would have no way to avoid them.
"Yu Chang!" Wen Yu was helpless and could only give in. "We can talk it over..."
To achieve enlightenment and ascend to heaven, one must be able to bend and stretch.
Wen Yu silently thought in her heart that cultivating the mind is also a part of spiritual practice, so she endured it!
I think she and Yu Chang have not met before. If he knew that she came from the Temple of Spring, I wonder if he would be a little more restrained.
Yu Chang's eyes were calm, his expression was normal, he raised his knuckles and knocked again.
The ink lost its shape and fell back into the inkstone in the blink of an eye.
"Thank you very much."
Wen Yu's lips twitched, and he glanced at the inkstone helplessly, then pulled up his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Fortunately it was a false alarm.
She has not yet accumulated enough merit, nor has she repaired Song Linsheng's longevity branch. The great cause of righteousness must not be abandoned halfway.
The book covered most of Yu Chang's face. His pair of cold eyes remained unchanged, but the corners of his lips hidden under the book curled up imperceptibly.
Although the matter of spring amaranth has come to an end, Yu Chang seems to have nowhere to go and has been living in the Song residence since the last time.
Wen Yu leaned on the swing, swaying slowly back and forth.
The Song family had enough food for Yu Chang, but it was hard for her as she had to be bullied by Yu Chang all the time.
Yu Chang in the corridor raised his hand again and turned the page of the book, reading intently and without distraction.
He...didn't have nowhere to go.
But there are still some things that are not clear yet.
The two were silent for a while.
Sparse shadows are slanting across the ground, and golden light is all over the ground, falling on Guanwu Courtyard like a pool of water flowing slowly. The light spots reflected by the treetops sway with the wind, as if floating in the water.
Wen Yu looked in the direction of the light spot—
"Song Linsheng?" A surprised voice sounded, and stars gradually lit up in Wen Yu's eyes as dark as the night.
Yu Chang didn't care at all. Even though Wen Yu screamed in surprise, he remained motionless and didn't even look up from the book.
Song Linsheng, who had not been seen for a long time, was now bathed in the morning light, standing quietly under the archway with hanging flowers.
Song Linsheng was busy with government affairs these days, and he went out at dawn and returned under the stars and moon. He hadn't even seen her very often.
"Song Linsheng!" Wen Yu threw away the pillow and jumped off the swing impatiently.
"Xiaoyu, be careful!" Song Linsheng raised his hand to brush away the branches and walked through the door. Seeing Wenyu hurriedly getting down, he quickened his pace and came to Wenyu in two or three steps.
Wen Yu patted her dress, stood up, and stared at Song Linsheng without blinking.
The latter held her arm and asked with natural concern: "Are you okay?"
"Hmm?" Wen Yuxing's eyes widened, her lips slightly parted, and she was stunned for a moment. "Could it be...what's going on?"
Song Linsheng looked her up and down, then looked Wen Yu left and right, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He leaned over and smiled at Wen Yu, "I'm glad you're okay."
"Yeah!" Wen Yu looked back at Song Linsheng, smiling and nodded, "Don't worry!"
Since she came to the lower world, she has always made protecting Song Linsheng her top priority, but now no matter how she looks at it, it seems that Song Linsheng takes care of her more.
"What are you writing?" Song Linsheng turned sideways and glanced at the table beside him.
The rice paper made a slight sound as the breeze blew, and the words on it also came alive.
Song Linsheng picked it up and whispered word by word: "Clouds are flying, flowers are blooming, the sun and the moon are passing by in leisure."
Free and easy, leisurely and unrestrained, and there seems to be... a trace of boredom and sadness?
"Yeah, isn't it just about having some free time?" Wen Yu followed Song Linsheng's gaze and couldn't help but curl her lips. "You're so busy every day, you're nowhere to be seen. How can I be idle?"
"I..." Song Linsheng's heart stagnated and his eyelashes trembled slightly.
Faced with Xiaoyu's "complaints", he felt as if something indescribable was about to burst out from his chest. It was not guilt or self-blame, but an inexplicable joy.
Xiaoyu means...that she cares about him?
"Our young master is innocent—" A sudden voice continued Song Linsheng's words, and Xiyan staggered into the gate of Guanwuyuan with stacked books in his arms.
"Xiyan?" Wen Yu saw Xiyan piling the scroll in his hand on the table in front of her with a bang, and she couldn't help but help move the inkstone away a little.
"Madam Wen!" Xi Yan freed his hand and stroked his chest, breathing slowly while explaining to Wen Yu, "Madam Wen, our young master is truly wronged!"
"When the young master returns home every day, he neither washes nor eats. He always goes to Guanwu Courtyard first. He is even more diligent and punctual than when he goes to work at the government office."
Xiyan shook his head, beating his chest and stamping his feet, looking very sad.
"It's just that when Madam Wen rested at night, the young master didn't want to disturb her. He would just stop outside the courtyard and watch from afar, pretending that they were just meeting."
Even if he has to cry today, he must cry for justice for the young master.
"Master, thank you for your hard work. Madam Wen, please forgive me!"
Xiyan squinted her eyes, even wiping away tears in a slightly exaggerated manner when she was moved. Then she looked left at her own son and right at Wenyu, and saw that both of them were staring at her with their lips slightly parted, in great astonishment.
"Uh...is this a bit too much?" Xi Yan covered his face with his sleeves and coughed lightly, "But what I said is true, Madam Wen!"
"Really?" Wen Yu asked thoughtfully, but ignored Xi Yan and turned to look at Song Linsheng.
"Real, realer than real gold!" Xiyan responded hurriedly, but saw Song Linsheng glancing at him. When their eyes met, he immediately shut up.
Song Linsheng withdrew his gaze, leaned over and looked at Wen Yu.
His half-closed eyelids and stretched eyelashes cast a small shadow on his eye sockets, which glowed with a soft halo like a rare black pearl.
"Um."
Song Linsheng nodded slightly, his eyes flickering with a gleam as charming as a pool of spring water.
"Then why don't you come in and look for me?"
Wen Yu frowned and looked back at Song Linsheng in confusion.
No matter how beautiful Chun Shui is, you can't fool her.
"I..." Song Linsheng looked deeply into Wen Yu's eyes, "You have been..."
"I've been working hard lately and need to recuperate. I should eat more and sleep more, and avoid physical or mental overexertion."
Wen Yu opened her mouth and continued what Song Linsheng had said.
Song Linsheng had said this countless times, and she could even recite it by heart.
After saying this, Wen Yu turned away angrily, without moving or speaking.
"Xiaoyu." Song Linsheng bent down slightly and turned his body, lowering his head to look at Wenyu.
Wen Yu remained unmoved and turned aside again.
"Xiaoyu." Song Linsheng was not discouraged and continued to chase after her.
She was like the bright moon hanging high in the night sky, and he was naturally willing to be the stars around her, following her and surrounding her forever.
"Okay!" Wen Yu turned around and straightened Song Linsheng up. "I'm not angry with you."
"Really?" Song Linsheng lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Yu's hand holding his arm, his words revealing his unconcealed joy.
Wen Yu frowned, raised her chin and glared at Song Linsheng. Why was it Song Linsheng's turn to ask her?
"Just you can't leave me alone in Guanwuyuan!" Wen Yu wrinkled her nose and said angrily, "Eat and sleep, sleep and eat, what have I become!"
Song Linsheng nodded in response, holding Wen Yu's hand and moving towards the table.
Looking at the words Wen Yu had just written, Song Linsheng's eyes moved.
"The sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, it's the perfect time to go traveling." He picked up his pen and wrote the second half of the sentence.
"Travel?" Wen Yu watched Song Linsheng write quickly, her eyes immediately lit up, and she asked excitedly, "Are you going out today?"
"Yeah." Song Linsheng smiled slightly, his eyebrows curved, and he responded obediently.
Xiyan, who was waiting on the side, seized the opportunity and immediately arranged the things he had just brought in front of Wen Yu, "Madam Wen, please take a look——"
"What is this?" Wen Yu turned his head and looked along the hand washing the inkstone. "Washing the inkstone?"
"Last time, when the young master came back from Lord Mu's residence, he asked me to sort out the land, shops, and houses under his name."
Xiyan listed them one by one, but what he brought recently was only a small part of the things under the young master's name. He felt proud when he saw them.
"These are account books."
"Account book?" Wen Yu looked hesitantly at Xi Yan, then back at Song Linsheng, "What are you looking at this for?"
"I promised Xiaoyu that I would check all the properties under my name." Song Linsheng explained, "This is part of what I sorted out today."
"Ah?" Wen Yu was stunned for a moment, then she remembered that there seemed to be such a thing, "Then-"
Thinking of how she had asked Song Linsheng or Lord Mu who had more property, and then looking at the account book in front of her, Wen Yu couldn't help but be amazed.
Song Linsheng is really quick.
"Land, shops, houses, Xiaoyu, just look at whatever you want to see." Song Linsheng's eyebrows were calm, and his eyes were indescribably gentle.
“Hmm…”
Wen Yu pinched her chin with one hand and thought slowly. She didn't understand any of this very well, and if she were to provoke someone, she really didn't know where to start.
"The farmland?" Wen Yu raised his eyebrows and asked, his heart stirring. "The fields should be very busy at this time of year, right?"
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