Chapter 220: What did Ding Yuan want to tell him? ...
As if realizing that Wen Yu had not caught up, Yu Chang stopped and turned back in the deep, lightless water.
The tentacles were emitting two halos of silver and scarlet, lighting up the surroundings, and Yu Chang's charming yet childish face was clearly revealed.
She had read in the books of the Temple of Spring that in ancient times, a demonic being, born and raised by nature, appeared in the world. It possessed the power of both creation and destruction, a being that existed as one and the same, and it was difficult to distinguish between good and evil. Later generations called it—
Dragon.
"Yu Chang..." Wen Yu pointed at Yu Chang's head and said blankly, "You are... a dragon..."
The dew drops fall and the stars disappear.
The crowds on the streets were finally a little quieter than before, and the sound of the wind along the Yuanshui River was the same as before.
Song Linsheng looked up at the boundless sky, couldn't help but sigh deeply, then lowered his head and continued to stare at the water.
The water and the sky are one color, and the wind and the moon go together.
Song Linsheng's fingertips repeatedly stroked the green jade ring on his waist. The blue starlight flickered, just like his fluctuating heart.
A "splash" sound was heard, and splashing water gushed out from the gap.
Song Linsheng was startled and quickly responded and looked over, immediately recognizing the person.
"Xiaoyu!"
Wen Yu held Yu Chang horizontally with both hands, or rather, she held her elder sister Wen Xing, and emerged from the water like a fish, and then swam towards the shore very flexibly.
"Xiaoyu, be careful."
Song Linsheng hurried forward, without caring about anything, and lay down on the wet ground, reaching out to pull Wen Yu and Yu Chang ashore.
"Huh..." Wen Yu put her hands through Yu Chang's armpits and dragged him ashore, settling him down. She turned around and said to Song Linsheng, "I'm fine."
"How come you and Sister Wen Xing..."
"How did you get into this?"
When their eyes met, Song Linsheng and Wen Yu actually spoke at the same time, and then stopped at the same time. The surprise in their eyes quickly turned into understanding.
Wen Yu couldn't help but laugh. She looked at the grass leaves and dew on the corners of Song Linsheng's clothes, and even pinned them to Song Linsheng's sleeves.
Song Linsheng followed Wen Yu's gaze and laughed out loud when he saw how disheveled he looked.
"Xiaoyu, I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position."
Song Linsheng untied his outer robe, picked off the grass leaves one by one, and then draped it over Wen Yu's shoulders.
"But, what's going on, Sister Wen Xing?"
Wen Yu waved her hands, not knowing where to start.
"Maybe he choked on the water..."
Everything was fine in the water just now, but when she mentioned the dragon, Yu Chang seemed to want to take over the conversation.
But before he could open his mouth, he suddenly fainted.
Wen Yu didn't know what to do for a moment, so she could only drag him ashore.
She didn't mean to hide it from Song Linsheng, but the matter was too complicated and she hadn't figured out how to explain it to Song Linsheng.
"It's okay, let's go back home first and ask some doctors to take a look."
After saying this, Song Linsheng seemed to remember something and cast a searching gaze towards Wen Yu, then asked, "Doctor... can I have you?"
"Yes, why not?" Wen Yu stood up and pulled Yu Chang up. "Don't worry, everything will be fine."
She knew what Song Linsheng meant.
The methods of ordinary people may not be useful to Yu Chang, but it cannot be said that they are completely useless. We must always try our best.
"Okay, let's do as Xiaoyu says." Song Linsheng raised his hand and took Yu Chang from Wen Yu.
But when he wanted to move Yu Chang's arm, he couldn't help but hesitate.
Looking at Sister Wen Xing, who was dressed as a woman in front of him, Song Linsheng tightened his palms, and then placed her on his shoulders——
It’s better than letting Xiaoyu get tired.
"Xiaoyu, the bicycle frame is parked not far away. We..." Song Linsheng glanced forward and gestured to Wenyu.
"Let's go." Wen Yu nodded and supported Yu Chang from one side.
Before he had taken a few steps, a figure suddenly jumped out and stood in front of Wen Yu.
"Miss Yingxing! Are you okay?"
Wen Yu was startled by the suddenness and stopped abruptly. When she looked carefully, she found that the person who came was Xi Yan.
"Wash the inkstone..." Wen Yu's eyebrows twitched, and she couldn't help but hold her forehead. "Didn't I ask you to send Sister Chen Chuo and the others back?"
"What's wrong with Miss Yingying? Are you still... angry?"
Xiyan bent down to check Yu Chang's face, and even reached out to feel his breath. As for the questions Wen Yu asked him, he was completely unaware and ignored them.
"Xiyan drove here after sending Sister Chen Chuo and Brother Chen Chuo back home." Song Linsheng shook his head helplessly and explained.
Wen Yu curled the corners of her lips and looked at Xi Yan, who looked like he was about to cry, not knowing how to persuade him.
She...really wanted to push Xiyan away and say to him, "That's enough."
This... can I say it?
Wen Yu slapped his forehead, feeling quite helpless. If Yu Chang woke up and saw Xi Yan like this, he wondered if he would slap him away.
At that time, what should she do to stop Yu Chang.
Xiyan took out a handkerchief and wiped his palms again and again, then carefully held Yu Chang's left hand and said to Song Linsheng, "Master, let me do it."
"etc……"
"It's okay, sir. I'll do it. You just take care of Madam Wen." Xi Yan was still talking to himself, completely unaware of Song Linsheng's silence.
"Wash the inkstone." Song Linsheng's eyebrows moved, and he looked up at someone who was busy beside him. "I didn't say anything."
As soon as these words were spoken, Wen Yu's heart was alarmed. She turned around and saw Xi Yan still staring at Song Linsheng blankly.
"Young Master? What?"
Song Linsheng reluctantly curled the corners of his lips and glanced sideways at the woman on his shoulder.
She was panting and seemed very weak, but she had the strength to pull her hand back from Xiyan's hand, and then raised her eyes to look at Xiyan——
"Wait a minute." Yu Chang turned his wrist, but his eyes were fixed on Xi Yan's face. "I can walk by myself."
As he spoke, Yu Chang stood up straight, and even withdrew the hand that was originally on Song Linsheng's shoulder, as if nothing had happened.
Xiyan stared at his empty palm in a daze. Even after confirming it again and again, he still found it hard to believe. He moved his lips and teeth for a long time before he squeezed out a sentence.
"Miss Yingying...are you okay?"
Yu Chang stepped forward and was about to go past the inkstone washing area, but he stopped after hearing his question.
"I'm fine."
Seeing the two people passing by, Wen Yu hurriedly pulled Song Linsheng to catch up, and then held Yu Chang's arm.
He didn't want Xiyan to support him, perhaps because he didn't want others to notice anything unusual. It would be okay if she supported him.
"If everything is fine, then what happened underwater just now?" Wen Yu muttered softly, asking in a voice that only she and Yu Chang could hear.
Yu Chang lowered his eyes and glanced at Wen Yu's hand. This time he didn't rush to break free, but he didn't answer her question either.
Yu Chang put his hand on the Ding Yuan lock on his chest...
The scarlet gem in the middle flickered and flickered, and at the moment it touched Yu Chang's fingertips, a slight roaring sounded in his head.
Dingyuan, what do you want to tell him?
Just now under the Yuan River, he did not reveal his entire true form, but only showed his head and tail.
But when Wen Yu got closer to check, the Dingyuan Lock seemed to be moving strangely. The demonic power that he had intended to suppress suddenly spread throughout his body, and suddenly seemed out of control and almost rushed out of his body.
He tried his best to suppress it, but he almost couldn't bear it and fainted.
Yu Chang frowned and said nothing. This matter was becoming increasingly confusing to him.
He tried to curl his fingertips, reliving the feeling of controlled power, which was completely different from the disorder just now.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Wen Yu didn't want to keep asking, so she could only pout and help him move forward.
Seeing this, Song Linsheng, who was standing by, also followed Yu Chang to help from the other side.
He didn't care why Miss Wen Xing jumped into the river alone, nor did he want to guess why she stayed under the water for so long, but if Xiaoyu wanted to save her, he would do his best.
For a moment, only Xiyan was still standing there in a daze.
"Eh? Miss Yingying, wait for me!"
Xiyan slapped his forehead and quickly ran to catch up.
Didn’t he just give Miss Yingying some small change wrapped in red cloth tonight?
Not to mention peace every year, how come we can’t even guarantee peace today?
It seems that he still has to go to the Wutong Ancestral Temple. Looking at Jiangyang, praying at the Spring Goddess Temple is the most effective.
"Wait for me! Sir! Madam Wen!"
The sound of washing the inkstone went up along the river bank, passed the small river bay and floated across the reed marsh.
Wen Yu, who was walking in front, waved her sleeves, looking indescribably relaxed and unrestrained.
"No wait—"
Song's residence, Guanwu Courtyard.
The setting sun was sinking in the west, and the sky was filled with rosy clouds. The autumn light climbed up the window lattice as usual, and cast a shadow through the gaps in front of Wen Yu's couch.
Wen Yu shrank deeper into the bed in a daze, not wanting to be exposed to the sunlight.
She was originally a tree, and she always liked to sprout and grow leaves in spring, and didn't like to wither and turn yellow in the autumn wind.
Wen Yu thought about this and could not help but rubbed her face against the quilt, but suddenly she shuddered and opened her eyes abruptly.
No, what time is it now? How come the sun is shining at her feet!
The gauze curtain above the head moved in the wind, with strands of golden light passing through it. Based on her past experience, Uncle Song would probably send someone to invite her to dinner by now.
Wen Yu closed his eyes, somewhat incredulous.
She just went back to her room to take a nap after lunch, how come she has been sleeping until now?
Thinking of this, Wen Yu rolled up from the couch and was about to get out of bed to look for shoes and socks, but the person in front of the couch was suddenly startled.
"Ah—" Wen Yu lost her strength and fell onto the couch, her pink and white clothes folded like a blooming goose feather powder. "Abo? Azhu?"
Abai and Azhu were leaning on the edge of the couch, one of them was fanning himself slowly while the other was dozing off with his chin in his hand.
"What are you doing here?"
Wen Yu crawled on her knees and knelt beside A-Bo, then snatched the fan from her hand and turned around to fan A-Bo and A-Zhu.
"Hmm? Hmm?" Ah Zhu opened his eyes dazedly, as if still wandering in his sleep. "Madam Wen, are you awake?"
A'bo was much more alert and it was obvious that he was always awake. As soon as he saw Wen Yu stand up, he turned around to prepare a towel for washing her face and clean shoes and socks.
"What can I do? I'm just accompanying my wife for a nap!" A Bo brought over a silver basin, wrung out a clean handkerchief and wiped Wen Yu's palms. "Did my wife sleep well?"
A warm touch came from the palm of her hand, and Wen Yu realized that A-Bo had replaced all the water used for washing hands with hot water without her knowing when.
The summer heat dissipated and the autumn coolness came. By the time she realized it, summer was already over.
Maybe it is really autumn.
"Hmm..." Wen Yu was a little dazed, even smacking her lips unconsciously, "Why didn't you wake me up?"
She glanced outside and saw that although it was still sunny, it was already late. It seemed that she had indeed slept for the entire afternoon.
"How dare I..." Ah Zhu rubbed his eyes with both hands, still yawning, "Master said not to let anyone disturb my wife."
"Ah?" Wen Yu couldn't help but look up and stretch her neck when she saw Ah Zhu's expression. "How could it be?"
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