Chapter 278: It’s really you who starts the game?
As expected of a disciple of the God of Spring, he is just as versatile as ever.
Tai Hao frowned, but why did he feel excited and...happy?
He was like a pool of stagnant water that had been silent for thousands of years, and suddenly, for no apparent reason, waves that had never been seen before appeared. Therefore, even he himself could not explain what this feeling was.
The vibration and excitement in his heart resounded in his ears, like thunder breaking through the clouds. Tai Hao tried his best to calm this inexplicable loss of control and kept silent.
In contrast to his silence, Granny Zhu, upon hearing Wen Yu's words, seemed to have heard something extraordinary. She turned to Wen Yu and warned him, "That's not possible!"
Her refusal was direct and didn't even leave Wen Yu any room for bargaining.
Wen Yu was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to respond.
But before she could say anything, Granny Zhu came out from behind the stove, walked a few steps to Wen Yu, and advised mysteriously, "Jiangyang Prefecture is in danger right now, and the Houchun Mountains are not peaceful either. You and your young master Song should stay indoors at night and get some rest."
"I——" Wen Yu responded in a confused manner. She wanted to see what Grandma Zhu was up to.
"Don't move around." After saying this, Granny Zhu looked around and lowered her voice, "Although there is a little immortal master in the house, the little immortal master..."
Wen Yu couldn't help but feel refreshed at this point, but she still feigned confusion and replied slowly, "Please, Granny Zhu, please enlighten me. How is this young immortal master..."
Tai Hao raised his eyes calmly and glanced at Grandma Zhu who was chatting with Wen Yu. He heard her say:
"Little Immortal Master, Little Immortal Master, it's nothing." Granny Zhu smiled apologetically, looking very embarrassed. "It's just that the Little Immortal Master told us that it's dangerous in the mountains and we can't go out at night."
There was something else behind her words.
Wen Yu's heart was as clear as a mirror, but she did not ask any more questions. Seeing that the Emperor beside her did not make any movement, she continued with what Granny Zhu said.
"In that case, let's do as Grandma says." Wen Yu pretended to stand up and gave the Emperor a light support. "We will both go to our room to rest and will not leave."
She acted as if her life was at stake and hurried to the door, leaving only half a sentence -
"I'll have to trouble you to clean up here, Grandma."
Seeing this, Tai Hao, who was lagging behind, stood up naturally and nodded to Grandma Zhu. When they looked at each other, Tai Hao's eyes deepened, but he didn't say much and chased Wen Yu out.
The night wind blew in from the gap in the open door. Grandma Zhu tightened her clothes and watched Wen Yu and the other man walk away.
Until the last piece of clothing disappeared around the corner, Grandma Zhu turned her eyes and added a handful of new firewood to the dying fire.
In an instant, sparks flickered and flames blazed.
Wen Yu was already familiar with the route back to her room. She walked hurriedly ahead, ignoring the Emperor behind her.
Tai Hao caught up from behind and walked side by side with Wen Yu, his face as calm as usual.
Wen Yu's eyes quickly swept over the person beside him, but he was thinking about something else.
She always felt like there was a pair of eyes watching her closely from behind. Now it seemed that it wasn't the Emperor, so...
While thinking, Wen Yu and Tai Hao stepped into the room one after another.
This was exactly where the two of them had changed clothes just now.
Looking at the only bed in front of him, Wen Yu lay down on it without hesitation and called out to the Emperor in a hypocritical manner, "It's getting late, let's get settled early."
As for how and where to place him, it was not her business. Anyway, the only bed was under her.
Wen Yu hugged her arms, changed into a comfortable position, and closed her eyes to take a nap.
Although she was a humble fairy and the Emperor was a supreme god, she still felt that the old saying was true—
Whether it is a fairy or a god, it is best for everyone to take care of their own affairs.
Tai Hao's expression was calm, neither anxious nor annoyed. After all, he had never intended to compete with Wen Yu.
There were no lights on in the house. Compared with the dim light that filled the room just now, now there was only the moonlight leaking in from the window to keep company. Apart from a cold white, there was nothing else.
Wen Yu lay on her side on the couch, the moonlight swaying beside her.
Tai Hao lowered his eyes, concealing the expression in them. In the process, he suddenly glanced at the window behind him very quickly, and continued to speak as Wen Yu said, "I know, I will come."
As soon as these words were spoken, Wen Yu suddenly turned over and glared at Tai Hao.
He made a gesture to keep quiet while walking towards Wen Yu with heavy steps, but stopped in front of the couch.
Wen Yu suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, raised her eyes to glance at Tai Hao, and then followed his gaze to look out the window -
A small shadow was cast on the window frame in the moonlight. Although it was not very conspicuous, if you looked closely, you could see a slight shake.
Someone.
Wen Yu, who had understood, immediately understood what he meant. He exchanged a knowing look with Tai Hao, then lay down on the couch in an exaggerated manner. "Since we can't go to the Wutong Ancestral Temple now, why don't we stay here tonight and then go down the mountain tomorrow?"
"It's all fine. I'll follow your arrangements, my lady." Tai Hao responded to Wen Yu's words, but did not look at her. He was only paying attention to the movements outside the window.
Seeing that the figure remained still for a moment but showed no intention of retreating, Wen Yu frowned.
The person who came seemed very cautious and thoughtful.
Wen Yu raised her eyes and looked at the Emperor who was looking sideways. It was he who had told the huge lie, but now he wanted her to cover it up.
Thinking of those words before, she felt dizzy. In this case, Wen Yuxin made up her mind, it was no wonder that she had offended him.
Without saying a word, Wen Yu raised his hand and pulled the person in front of the couch down.
Tai Hao, who was distracted elsewhere, was caught off guard and pulled like that. He fell on the couch without any resistance due to Wen Yu's force.
His long black hair flowed through Wen Yu's hands like silk, and his fluttering sleeves were like layers of smoke and mist. The ethereal feeling made Wen Yu dazed for a moment, and she couldn't help but curl her fingertips.
The Emperor's hair is not as cold as his person...
"Hmm..." Tai Hao responded muffledly, but maybe because there was someone outside, he didn't say anything else. He just leaned sideways on the same soft pillow with Wen Yu.
In a trance, those eyes as clear as clouds and snow were facing Wen Yu.
At such a close distance, Wen Yu could see the surprise in the Emperor's eyes, but there didn't seem to be the anger she had imagined... or perhaps resentment?
It's like a spring in a mountain stream, crystal clear and tinkling.
Wen Yu couldn't help but blink. Their gentle breaths blended between them, the gushing heat just enough to resist the coolness of the night...
She stared at the person in front of her almost absentmindedly.
After all, this face... is so similar.
Sometimes, like when she was hazy, when her self-control was weak, like now, she would deceive herself and think -
Could Emperor Taihao be Song Linsheng?
Perhaps it was because the past hundreds of years were too long, and something in her heart had gone from being indestructible to being full of cracks, until it was finally shaky and could only barely hold on.
But once a numb person encounters a new stimulus, he will feel pain and can't help but think:
If all that is left when you wake up is pain, then why not let life sink into despair?
Wen Yu stared at Tai Hao in front of her, her eyes blank for a moment.
Such greed was quickly broken by her own hands.
If it is not the same person, then it is not the same person, no matter what.
Seeing the silhouette behind the window leaves recede, Wen Yu forced herself to calm down, but found that the emperor's wrist was still in her hand.
"The person has left." She quickly let go of his hand and looked away, unwilling to go any further.
Tai Hao lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the hand he had just held. It seemed that there was still a faint warmth on his wrist.
It's a magical feeling. People say there's a turbulent current beneath the calm lake. Maybe this is what they mean.
Before Taihao noticed, Wen Yu had already hurriedly gotten up from the bed, walked a few steps and turned her back to him.
"Xiaoxian is going out for a while." Wen Yu said this as if to emphasize her identity.
Tai Hao, who was still lying on his side, suddenly came to his senses and in a flash he was beside Wen Yu, standing shoulder to shoulder with her. "I'll go with you."
After saying this, as if afraid that Wen Yu would refuse, he continued without waiting for her response: "Now that your master is away, I will naturally take care of you on his behalf."
In the past, he never had to rack his brains to explain himself when he spoke or did things.
Sure enough, Wen Yu's words of refusal were stuck in her throat.
Speaking of Master, I wonder what the Emperor and Master said in the temple when they were at Broken Cloud. How much does the Emperor know about the fact that Master only has 50% of his consciousness left?
The Emperor might not be unaware of what Chi Huang didn't know, so she might as well start from there and see if she could find anything.
Wen Yu's thoughts turned over and over again, and he heard himself whisper, "Then please... Emperor, follow."
The moon hangs in the middle of the sky, and the stars are twinkling.
After nightfall, the birds returned to their nests and the mountain became eerily quiet. If she didn't know that this was her master's cave, she would probably be a little afraid.
As we made our way out, we saw no signs of human habitation anywhere; not even a single light was on. The scene of warming ourselves and drinking soup with Granny Bamboo in the kitchen just now seemed like a dream, unrecognizable.
Wen Yu was puzzled, wondering where Grandma Zhu was staying at night.
She and the Emperor came under the moonlight, so it was not advisable to make too much noise. It seemed that now they had no choice but to search one place at a time.
"Auntie..." A very subtle and cautious voice called out.
Wen Yu turned around in response. After her previous experiences, she was no longer nervous when she revisited the old place.
Amidst the rippling moonlight in the courtyard, a lush and verdant tree stood in the middle, its branches thick and towering like a canopy, covering most of the sky in the courtyard.
Looking at it, I have no idea how old it is. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a towering ancient tree.
Wen Yu narrowed her eyes, countless fragments flashed back in her mind at a rapid speed, and one of the scenes suddenly froze -
When spring meets summer, loquats are already bearing fruit. Clusters of fruits have bent the branches halfway. Xiyan holds the ladder with both hands, and she climbs up the ladder, stuffing piles of loquats into the bib in front of her.
Under the tree, Song Linsheng was telling her to be careful while frantically following her movements on the ground.
He also told her that in addition to picking loquat fruits to eat, they can also be left to make wine.
Out of curiosity, she naturally couldn't help but drink more.
Song Linsheng took the fruit of the Hovenia dulcis and added some other herbs to make a soup to sober her up. The next day, she thanked him and cured the worms on the tree trunk as a way of repaying him.
My thoughts were suddenly pulled back to the present moment, and what overlapped with my memory was—
That plant...Hovenia dulcis.
Wen Yu suddenly realized something and was speechless.
"Aunt? Is it really you?"
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