Chapter 275 first published his name.
Don't worry.
To the Emperor, the wound on the Immortal Tree was probably nothing to worry about. Repairing it would only take a flick of his fingers.
But for her, she was still upset about this matter, not only because she felt sorry for Zhuoying Palace, but fundamentally, she felt guilty towards...
"The Emperor probably only knows one side of the story." Wen Yu lowered her eyes slightly, her voice growing increasingly low and desolate. "I even damaged a mortal's lifespan branch, causing him to die young."
As soon as these words were spoken, the room seemed to become quiet immediately.
The crackling of the firewood stopped, the boiling of the soup ceased, and even the sound of the wind curled up outside the window and refused to come in, for fear of disrupting this delicate balance.
Tai Hao lowered his head and said nothing, making it hard to tell what he was feeling at the moment.
Wen Yu had nothing to hide, so he asked directly, "I've heard Master mention before that the Immortal Tree was created by the Emperor's divine power, and its thousands of branches and leaves are all connected to the Emperor. I'm sure the Emperor has already..."
She didn't finish her words, and she didn't believe that the Emperor knew nothing about this matter.
He had indeed noticed the unusual movement of the Immortal Tree on the day his soul returned to its place. Combined with Ju Mang-jun's explanation and Wen Yu-jun's confession, he already knew what was going on.
Tai Hao did not refute, which meant he tacitly agreed with what Wen Yu said.
"Then... Does Your Majesty know his name?" Wen Yu spoke with less confidence, and she didn't know why she asked this.
The only answer she got was endless silence.
In the extreme silence, the boiling soup rumbled like thunder, constantly knocking on Wen Yu's heart, as if a violent storm was about to fall in the next moment.
Wen Yu's eyes flickered, as if she sensed something.
How could she forget that the person sitting before her was the Emperor of the Eastern Heaven Court, the Master of the Zhuoying Palace, Taihao...
The hands hidden in the sleeves tightened and tightened, and finally fell down powerlessly. Wen Yu suppressed the sparkling tears in her eyes and opened her mouth -
"It's the person you are looking for in the Nether Palace." Tai Hao spoke unexpectedly.
Unexpectedly, he would actually answer. Wen Yu was interrupted and stared at Tai Hao in a daze.
Through the flickering flames, she could only see the flickering on his face, but could not see the changes in his eyes.
"That's also... the owner of the cemetery just now." She heard herself say.
This time Taihao did not respond.
Wen Yu looked at Tai Hao deeply, then lowered her gaze to the orange-red flame under the pottery jar.
In this situation, she always recalled the first time she and Song Linsheng met in Houchun Mountain.
At that time, she had just come to the mortal world and turned Jiangyang Mansion upside down in search of Song Linsheng, but found nothing.
But just when she was about to give up, she met the Second Young Master Song who came to her door at the Wutong Ancestral Temple.
After many twists and turns, she had a chance to meet Song Linsheng but accidentally caused him to break his leg, and took it upon herself to bring him to Xianchun Cottage to shelter from the rain.
But at that time, she didn't know that this was Song Linsheng's house——
A hundred years have passed, and Xianchun Cottage may no longer be considered Song Linsheng's residence.
After all, it was March back then, but now it is the end of the year and it is snowing.
On the day they first met, although Song Linsheng was exiled, there was no trace of frustration or depression on his face. Instead, he looked at her fiddling with firewood and talked to her with his bright eyes.
Although it was clearly the first time they met, he wanted to take out all his family assets and present them to her, telling her his family background, age, and official position, without worrying that she was a man-eating monster in the mountains.
Someone as delicate and tender as Song Linsheng is not enough for her to eat one by one.
Wen Yu raised the corners of her lips and couldn't help laughing.
Thinking about it now, Song Linsheng was such a fool at that time. He believed the lies she made up and even helped her find a brother. After spending so much effort, he actually found a cheap Wen Song.
Wen Yu's eyebrows curved and her smile became even wider, but for some reason, waves of heat surged in her eyes and her throat felt sour and bitter.
But in a moment, Wen Yu's vision became increasingly blurry and her eyelashes were wet. She wanted to suppress and restrain herself, but it was too late.
Taihao, who was sitting opposite her, was so crowded that she could hardly see him clearly.
Fortunately, the dim firelight provided a cover for her, and Wen Yu quickly turned her head away. The moment she missed her eyes, her gaze quickly swept past Tai Hao—
This Emperor Taihao, who was as silent as a mountain, was indeed very different from the talkative and cheerful Song Linsheng in his memory.
Wen Yu exhaled cautiously, but did not feel any relief or joy.
She and Emperor Taihao were vastly different in status and identity, and their ages and cultivation levels were vastly different. It was not the case that they could sit opposite each other like they were now.
If he were in the East Heaven, he would be the emperor sitting alone on a high platform, and she would be just one of the many heads underground.
The moon was hazy and the boiling water was red. Wen Yu's face was bright and dark. She was a little confused and wanted to make up for it, but she couldn't say anything.
She was a little abnormal today.
After a hundred years of welcoming and seeing off guests at the Wangsheng Inn, and with Xie Bian's teasing and teasing, she had long ago lost her edge and learned to be tactful. She shouldn't be like this now.
"It's that Song--" Taihao started to speak, but was interrupted by the sound of the door being pushed open.
"Girl..." the old woman's voice rang out, and she stepped into the room. "Here are two clean clothes. You and your husband should change into them quickly!"
The old lady spoke gently and lovingly, without any aggression, but in this situation, the sound was like a sharp dagger, breaking the stalemate in the house and leaving Wen Yu and Tai Hao at the two ends, close at hand and far away in the horizon.
Wen Yu looked at Tai Hao with confusion in her eyes. He seemed to say something, but she didn't hear it clearly.
The old woman closed the door, shutting out the cold air, and then hurried over to Wen Yu and Tai Hao. In her busyness, she didn't notice anything unusual about them. "Although it's not as cold as outside in the mountains, the dew is still very heavy. You two young people should be careful not to catch a cold."
As she spoke, she hurriedly put the clothes in her hands into Wen Yu's arms.
Wen Yu couldn't avoid it, and in a daze she stood up to greet him, "Thank you, grandma."
"Oh, what are you thanking me for?" The old lady waved her hands and said nonchalantly, "Even if you want to thank someone, you shouldn't thank an old woman like me..."
There was something else she said, as if she hadn't said it yet. But before she could say anything else, the boiling soup pulled her past Wen Yu. "The chicken is almost cooked. Girl, take your husband to the next room to change his clothes! Once you're done, come back and drink some soup to warm you up."
"I..." Wen Yu didn't know how to answer for a moment, and all the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat. "Since we have firewood here to keep us warm, I don't think it's necessary..."
She couldn't quite hear what she was saying, and in a hurry she just wanted to get the matter over with.
Tai Hao took it all in. His brows twitched slightly as if he was thinking, and then he stood up and called out to Wen Yu, "My wife..."
The latter, holding his clothes, suddenly turned to look at Tai Hao who had said something shocking, and was quite at a loss, "What?"
Wen Yu was really frightened by the Emperor Tai Hao in front of her.
Even though she knew in her heart that calling her "Madam" was just a temporary solution, she was still deeply shaken when she heard it...
He was completely baffling.
"Madam, please go first..." Tai Hao raised his sleeves and signaled to Wen Yu.
Wen Yu tightened the robe in his hands, glanced at Tai Hao again, did not respond, and walked straight past him.
In the face of the old lady's slightly surprised gaze, Taihao nodded slightly, and slowly followed, leaving the old lady alone there.
"Hey young man, you didn't control the fire carefully, did you? Did the smoke burn the girl?" The old woman took a spoon and stirred the eggs in the clay pot, preparing the soup while smiling and shaking her head, "After all, he is young and has a bad temper--"
After a while, Tai Hao followed Wen Yu into the side room, but as soon as he entered the door, he was covered tightly with something.
"Put on this dress." Wen Yu's voice came indifferently, and you could tell she was not in a good mood at the moment.
But before she finished her words, she hesitated and added, "The Emperor... won't regret it, will he?"
Her attitude swings back and forth like the hands of a Western clock, never settling into a fixed pattern.
Wen Yu couldn't explain what she was thinking. She could only turn around and hide behind the screen in three or two steps. She was just a fairy and didn't dare to peek at the emperor undressing.
"Of course." Tai Hao agreed without hesitation.
He understood what Wen Yujun meant.
Having said that, he naturally cooperated with Wen Yujun and did not let others notice anything.
An imperceptible curve appeared on Taihao's lips, and he raised his sleeve to take off the clothes covering his face.
What meets the eye is a very light sky blue color, which looks like a floating cloud in the palm of your hand.
His fingertips curled up slightly as if pricked by needles, and his mind became active.
This is……
Tai Hao raised his eyes and looked at Wen Yu behind the screen. She had dressed neatly without him noticing. She was facing him with her arms folded, her back to him, her head held high, and she looked very excited, but it was unclear what expression was on her face.
…
The silence in the room was gradually broken only when the intermittent sound of fabric rubbing against each other was heard. Wen Yu folded her arms and looked forward.
There is nothing decorated on the empty walls, making it look rather deserted. But it is understandable that there are no people guarding the lonely house in the mountains, so how could there be too many things placed there?
Just saying this...
Wen Yu's fingertips that were tapping her arms suddenly stopped, and then she hesitantly stroked the robe she had just put on.
Since the furnishings in the house are so simple, how could there be ready-made clothes in the living courtyard at the back?
As his eyes slid, Wen Yu thought of something——
She has to go back to grandma's place quickly!
"Emperor! Not good!" Wen Yu followed his heart and without waiting for a reply, he immediately strode out from behind the screen, "What do you and I need—"
The voice stopped abruptly, and the words Wen Yu was about to say were stuck in his throat, not knowing whether to go up or down.
Taihao's black hair fell down, covering his body like silk. His hands held the collar of his clothes, which hung on his arms, forming a semicircular arc on his back, in which the butterfly bones were faintly visible floating in his hair.
It followed his movements, as if flapping its wings to fly.
She definitely didn't mean to... spy on the king. Wen Yu coughed lightly to cover up the discomfort in her throat and tried her best to act as if nothing had happened.
Compared to Wen Yu's recklessness, Tai Hao remained calm and composed, showing no sign of panic or helplessness at being caught changing his clothes.
Seeing Wen Yu coming over, he just slowly put on his clothes, then turned his back to Wen Yu and asked, "Hmm?"
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