Chapter 215 "Xiaoyu, I like it very much."...
"Yes!" Shen Chuo raised his eyebrows, his eyes flicking to Song Linsheng beside Wen Yu. "Second Young Master Song has mentioned Madam Wen Yu's name thousands of times in the letters he sent back to Shangdu."
It’s just that Mr. Song’s friendship is endless, but the length of a family letter is limited. Otherwise, I really don’t know how many times Song Linsheng could have written it.
Wen Yu paused when he heard this, and his eyes became even more confused.
Why did Song Linsheng write her name in the letter home?
She didn't have time to worry about her hand still being held by Sister Shen Chuo, so she looked up at Song Linsheng beside her, "Song Linsheng, is that so?"
Song Linsheng's brows were slightly furrowed and his face flushed red.
It was clearly the moon hanging in the middle of the sky, and it was pitch black, but clouds from somewhere flew up to Song Linsheng's cheeks and ears.
"Xiaoyu, yes, it is true."
The hidden thoughts were suddenly revealed to the public.
Song Linsheng was embarrassed, but couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
He had originally planned to find an opportunity to tell Xiaoyu about these things, but was caught off guard by Sister Shen Chuo's sudden revelation.
Although it was beyond his expectations, it still made him feel some secret joy and excitement.
He really wanted to know how Xiaoyu would react.
Wen Yu's gaze stayed on Song Linsheng's face for a moment, then turned back to Shen Chuo's hand holding hers.
Since they have read Song Linsheng's letter, they must be his family members, there is no possibility of fake
She believed in Song Linsheng.
Wen Yu suddenly turned her hand over and grasped Chen Chuo's, then bowed and called softly, "Sister Chen Chuo."
It can be considered as accepting the person in front of you.
In contrast, Shen Chuo smiled even more. He picked up Wen Yufu before she could move, and held her in his arms with both hands.
"Madam Wenyu, there's no need to be so polite."
She was tall, so it was effortless for her to hug Wen Yu like this.
After saying that, Chen Chuo still seemed unsatisfied, so he simply spun around in a circle while holding Wen Yu.
Wen Yu's feet left the ground and she was startled, but she held her breath and dared not move, allowing Shen Chuo to hold her.
It was just a greeting, but for some reason this sister was so happy...
Chen Chuo was completely unaware of Wen Yu's thoughts. He still held Wen Yu in his arms and looked at her left and right. The smile on his lips did not diminish at all, but became even happier.
Such a delicate and beautiful young lady is really a bargain for Song Er.
"Sister Shen Chuo!"
Seeing this, Song Linsheng took a step forward and called out hurriedly, and at the same time even raised his arm to stop Chen Chuo.
He was afraid that Sister Chen Chuo might hurt Xiaoyu if she wasn't careful.
However, Song Shuangcheng, who had not spoken before, suddenly responded and stretched out his hand in front of Song Linsheng, preventing him from getting close to Shen Chuo.
——The situation was at a stalemate for a while.
His deep gaze moved from Song Linsheng's hand to Song Shuangcheng's hand, and then hesitantly moved between the two faces that looked somewhat similar, before finally turning to look at Song Linsheng.
"What are you doing? Second Young Master Song?"
She knew what Song Linsheng was thinking. He was afraid that she, a soldier, would be too harsh and hurt his wife Wen.
But she knew what she was doing, so how could she let something like that happen?
But seeing Song Linsheng's anxious look, Shen Chuo was a little surprised.
When did the second son of the Song family, whose eyes were filled with books and whose mouths were filled with articles, become so disrespectful?
Her teasing look made Song Linsheng's ears burn.
"Sister Chen Chuo, you're asking this question even though you already know the answer."
Song Linsheng glanced at his brother's hand that was lying across his body, which did not move at all. However, he himself was unwilling to give in and was ready to help Xiaoyu down.
"Young man," Song Shuangcheng reminded calmly, "don't be rude."
On the other end, Song Linsheng turned a deaf ear and had no reaction.
If it were in the past, he would naturally follow his brother's words.
But now it is no longer what it used to be.
He has people he wants to protect, so naturally he won't obey his brother in everything.
Song Shuangcheng glanced at Song Linsheng and took in his expression. He looked so stubborn and obstinate that he was completely different from when he was in Shangdu.
Song Shuangcheng said no more, but smiled slightly when he turned his head.
"Acuo." Song Shuangcheng called in a low voice.
Chen Chuo curled his lips and ignored the words of the two Song brothers. He just looked Wen Yu back and forth. Finally, as if he had finally seen enough, he gently put Wen Yu down so that she could stand on her feet.
Wen Yu stepped on the stone bricks under her feet belatedly and was a little surprised by the physique of the Shen Chuo sister in front of her.
I didn’t expect that although Sister Shen Chuo looked thin, she was actually...capable.
As a woman and a mortal, she actually has such strength.
"You're not scared, are you? Madam Wenyu?"
Seeing that Wen Yu said nothing, Shen Chuo stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her.
Wen Yu blinked her spring-like eyes, shook her head blankly, and replied, "I'm fine, Sister Chen Chuo."
When Song Shuangcheng saw this, he was about to withdraw his hand, but Song Linsheng pushed it away and walked straight past him.
"Xiaoyu." Song Linsheng held Wenyu's hand and leaned over to look at her body. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Wen Yu patted the back of Song Linsheng's hand and said soothingly, "I'm really fine."
She was a little surprised, but not frightened. What could have happened?
But Song Linsheng was still worried, and only after carefully examining Wen Yu did he feel a little relieved.
Song Shuangcheng calmly watched Song Linsheng's face, which was three-quarters like his own, with an anxious expression on it. He couldn't help but lower his head to look at his arm that had just been pushed away, and then he laughed.
Since I returned to Jiangyang Prefecture, I've become braver and stronger...
Wen Yu pulled Song Linsheng up, and only then noticed that the flute he had previously favored was still in Song Linsheng's hand.
She remembered the melodious and touching tune just now, and immediately took Song Linsheng's hand and gestured to the stall owner behind her: "Boss, we want this!"
As the stall owner responded hurriedly, Wen Yu picked up the small dragon sachet hanging around his waist, took out some change from the red cloth and placed it on the stall.
Then Wen Yu turned around, lifted up Song Linsheng's wrist holding the flute, and said excitedly: "Song Linsheng, this is for you!"
The moonlit night, the bridgehead, the riverside, everything seemed to suit Song Linsheng perfectly, and with the addition of the bamboo flute, it was even more wonderful.
"Xiaoyu..." Song Linsheng's eyes were bright, and he did not lose his color in the colorful streets and alleys. "Xiaoyu, I like you very much."
Afterwards, Song Linsheng lowered his head and stared at the flute in his hand, stroking the flute back and forth with his fingertips. Needless to say, he loved it so much that he couldn't let it go.
Wen Yu, on the other hand, suddenly felt a little embarrassed at this moment.
Song Linsheng was so happy just playing the flute...
And she was spending the money Song Linsheng gave her...
Wen Yu put her hand on the small dragon purse on her waist, and couldn't help but think, isn't this the case that the wool comes from the sheep?
But she could only think about this in her heart; it was absolutely impossible for her to say it out loud.
Wen Yu wiped the tip of his nose guiltily, and was about to say something when he heard the people around him laughing.
"Brother Cheng, can I buy you one too?"
Chen Chuo turned sideways to look at Song Shuangcheng's face, even waving his hand in front of his eyes, laughing happily.
"Do you like it?"
Song Shuangcheng's expression remained unchanged. He glanced at the inconspicuous stall behind him, and when he turned back to look at Shen Chuo, there seemed to be a smile on his lips.
"Achuo, stop making trouble."
Chen Chuo raised his eyebrows, seemingly not intending to give up.
"Ah... I am still knowledgeable and interesting."
"Sister Chen Chuo." Song Linsheng put away his flute and shook his head helplessly when he heard the words, "Sister, please don't tease me."
"Or could you please tell me why my sister and brother are here?"
Song Linsheng and Wen Yu stood side by side, looked at each other, and then turned their gaze back to the two people opposite them.
"You've been in office for a long time. Achao and I have been busy with work and haven't come to visit you. Now that we're passing through Jiangyang, it's a good opportunity to see if you have any achievements in government."
Song Shuangcheng's eyes flashed with solemnity, and he answered Song Linsheng.
But Chen Chuo beside him patted his shoulder and retorted, "What?"
Chen Chuo frowned and glanced away at Song Shuangcheng, "That's not what you said on the way. Didn't you say that as long as I have enough food, warm clothes and a good sleep, that's all that matters?"
After saying that, Chen Chuo seemed to have thought of something, and lowered his voice and said hurriedly: "There are only brothers and sisters who grew up together here, no ministers of the royal family, no nobles or lowly people. If you say those high-sounding words again, be careful or I will blow your head off."
"Acuo--" Song Shuangcheng's voice softened immediately, and he advised softly.
"Alright!" Chen Chuo raised his hand and waved his sleeves nonchalantly, "Besides, you came to see me, and I came to see Madam Wen."
After all, the person I must mention in every letter home is more interesting than myself.
Shen Chuo stared at Wen Yu with his eyes curved with smile, which made Wen Yu feel numb in her heart.
Wen Yu couldn't help but move closer to Song Linsheng.
She has been in Jiangyang for a long time, but she only knows a few people.
The white branches are restrained and the joy is self-contained.
Now, she suddenly saw Sister Chen Chuo being so warm and enthusiastic that she was a little overwhelmed.
Song Linsheng leaned over and whispered in Wen Yu's ear, "Sister Chen Chuo is the eldest princess of the dynasty, Her Royal Highness Zhaocheng, that's why she said that just now."
Wen Yu understood clearly and nodded slightly.
"Just don't be nervous, Xiaoyu. Sister Chen Chuo and brother grew up together, just like you and me."
Song Linsheng hooked his hand around Wen Yu's fingertips, hiding them behind his sleeves, making them feel at ease but not overly intimate.
"Xiaoyu, relax?"
Wen Yu looked into Song Linsheng's eyes and answered affirmatively, "Yes!"
With Song Linsheng's words, she felt relieved.
Wen Yu looked up at Chen Chuo, who was much taller than her, and bravely called out, "Sister Chen Chuo."
"Hey! Madam Wenyu!" Shen Chuo seemed surprised and happy, and smiled happily, "Since you call me sister... let me think..."
She couldn't let Madam Wen Yu call her "sister" in vain.
Chen Chuo looked around, taking in the surroundings. Then he pointed to the lanterns on both sides of the Yuan River with Wen Yu and asked, "How about I buy these two streets and give them to you?"
As he spoke, without waiting for Wen Yu to respond, Shen Chuo raised his hand and snapped his fingers, calling out to Song Shuangcheng beside him, "Brother Cheng, go and do it tomorrow morning."
Song Shuangcheng shook his head helplessly. Although he seemed reluctant, he agreed immediately. "Yes."
"Young Master Song." Wen Yu's face was filled with astonishment, unsure whether the two were joking or serious. "Young Master Song, there's no need to spend so much money..."
Wen Yu was confused. Spending money was one thing, but... could one just do business casually in this market?
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