Chapter 290 First Release "We meet again."...
Wen Yu realized the implication of her words, turned around and looked outside the hall, and saw someone hurriedly coming from the middle of the mountain gate.
Wen Heng and Song Zhuo followed closely behind, and as for the leader...
She didn't recognize the man. His eyebrows were slightly similar to Song Zhuo's, but compared to Song Zhuo's frail and beautiful appearance, he was obviously more mature and stable. The natural aura of a superior around him made him stand out and be different from others in the crowd.
Traveling with Song Zhuo and Wen Heng, and with his appearance and temperament, Wen Yu roughly guessed the man's identity.
"Sister!"
Without waiting for anyone to react, Wen Bao struggled out of Wen Yu's arms and rushed out of the hall in a hurry.
At this time, we don’t care about whether there is a threshold or not?
A smile appeared on Wen Yu's lips, and she shook her head helplessly.
"Xiaobao!" Wen Heng was surprised and happy. In a hurry, he quickly entered the inner courtyard. "Xiaobao, are you okay?"
"Sister, I'm fine." Wen Bao rushed down the stone steps in front of the hall and quickly answered Wen Heng, then -
He actually walked past her and continued to go behind.
Wen Heng paused, and his hands, which were originally intended to hug his sister, became empty, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
This scene also shocked the group of people in the hall. Wen Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and looked back in the direction of Wen Bao.
The night wind blew along Wenbao's face and rushed back, but she seemed not to feel the slightest bit of coolness, and only wanted to move forward quickly.
Faster, faster.
The person in front of her was getting closer and closer. She could hear the roaring of thunder in her chest. It was not a song or a tune, but it was her unique melody.
"Song——" Wen Bao couldn't help but shout out, his heart almost jumping out of his throat, "Song, Song Xuechuan."
Faced with Song Zhuo, whose whole body stiffened instantly, Wen Bao rushed over without hesitation and hugged him tightly.
Looking past her small body, she could see Wen Heng's slightly surprised eyes. Song Xuechuan was stunned, not knowing how to react. She could only call out helplessly, "Sister Heng, Sister Heng..."
He was happy to see Wen Fusheng safe and sound, but...
He did not hug Wen Bao back, and even had the urge to push him away.
In desperation, Song Zhuo tried his best to restrain himself and looked at Wen Heng, who was also a little confused, for help.
After looking at Wen Bao and Song Xuechuan, the latter gradually put away the surprised expression on his face, and then turned it into a look of relief and satisfaction as if he had seen through the truth.
Song Zhuo was speechless and froze in place for a moment, unable to move.
"It seems that our Wen Xiaobao has changed his nature today!" Wen Liangyi stepped out of the hall and leaned against the door frame. "Song Xuechuan, you must seize the opportunity!"
His voice was like that of an unruly cat, passing through the Wutong Ancestral Temple and circling around everyone's heart, scratching and clawing, making people feel uneasy.
Chen Zhizhi was naturally not far behind Wen Liangyi, but she just watched everything in front of her quietly without saying a word.
Why did she remember that Wenbao cried and made a fuss last night, refusing to marry Song Xuechuan? Even when she was half asleep, she was still clamoring to cancel the engagement.
Could it be true as Wen Liangyi said, that after not seeing each other for one day, Wen Bao changed his personality and discovered the good qualities of Song Xuechuan again?
Chen Zhizhi pursed her lips. After thinking about it for a while, she still found it hard to believe. Considering her hundreds of years of experience as a half-human, half-demon...
It's easy to change your appearance, but it's difficult to change your heart.
Song Zhuo glared at Wen Liangyi unhappily, as if warning him not to continue.
But he didn't care what Wen Liangyi thought or said. What he cared about was...
"Sister Heng..." Song Zhuo was frightened and called Wen Heng in an almost pleading tone, hoping that she would bring Wen Bao over as soon as possible.
Wen Heng also felt a little strange about Wen Bao's sudden behavior, but she was more concerned about her younger sister and could not care about Song Xuechuan's unusual behavior at the moment.
Fortunately, Wen Bao did not stay for long. After a moment, he let go of Song Zhuo.
The latter felt relieved and quickly turned his back, breathing carefully. He almost spoke, spoke...
Song Zhuo turned around, revealing the person beside him who was originally mostly hidden -
The mature and steady aura mixed with a hint of immaturity neutralizes his temperament just right. If he was a little more mature or a little less immature, he would lose the wonderful balance he has now.
When people stand there, they have a natural feeling of being convinced and admired, but it doesn't make people feel too oppressive.
"Brother Jiming." Wenbao called timidly.
It was just the most common name in the past, but now I am afraid that I will make a mistake.
Watching Wen Bao's shyness from afar, Wen Yu understood.
She guessed correctly. The person who came was Song Zhuo's brother whom Chen Zhizhi had mentioned.
Song Yu and Song Jiming.
He squatted down so that his body was level with Wenbao, wiped the dust from her forehead with his fingertips, and straightened her braids that were messed up because he moved too quickly.
"Hello again." Song Yu's voice was as steady and powerful as the wind in the valley, yet gentle. "Little Abao."
Wen Bao pursed her lips tightly, but still couldn't suppress the upward curve of her mouth corners. However, she didn't say anything else, just looked at Song Yu with a silly smile.
Chen Zhizhi and Wen Liangyi, who had seen the situation below, immediately stopped teasing and quickly stepped forward to greet Song Yu, "Brother Yu!"
"How come you came back so soon?" Chen Zhizhi was surprised and happy, and hurriedly looked behind him in the direction of Wen Yu.
Normally, it would take at least three to five days to send a letter from Jiangyang to higher places. She also told her aunt that Brother Yu could not make it back in time.
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Brother Yu was right in front of me.
"Brother Yu still has a solution." Wen Liangyi smiled and shook his head, looking helpless, "Wen Xiaobao has become much more honest after seeing Brother Yu."
"That's right. I'm afraid even Sister Heng can't control Xiaobao now." Chen Zhizhi stroked the top of Wenbao's head and joked.
Everyone was immersed in Wen Bao's obedience and didn't notice anything unusual. Only Wen Yu, who was still in the hall, understood a little.
The wish Wen Bao made in the Wutong Ancestral Temple might have been known only to the Golden Body of the God of Spring, but now...
Looking at the people outside the hall talking to Song Yu in a buzzing voice, as if they hadn't seen him for a long time, Wen Yu lowered her eyebrows and smiled.
Maybe she knew it too.
"Tsk, what an emotional drama." Zhuzhao spit out the last fish bone and muttered while smacking his lips.
Zhao Buwen didn't even raise his eyelids and handed Zhuzhao a fish. "What do you know?"
Wen Yu pulled Yu Changyi out of the palace, leaving the ferocious Zhu Zhao and the unmoved Zhao Buwen behind.
Inevitably, he ran into Dan Qing and his master... Tai Hao, who were still there.
When their eyes met, no one spoke.
Tai Hao's eyes were clear but could not hide his sadness. When they fell on the place where Wen Yu and Yu Chang's sleeves overlapped, he couldn't help but half-close his eyelashes and no longer met her gaze directly.
There was nothing special at first, but Wen Yu suddenly felt uncomfortable for some reason.
The palm of her hand felt so hot that it almost burned her. Wen Yu gradually loosened her grip and wanted to let go of Yu Chang.
"Lord Wen Yu, you are the Grand Lord of the Spring Temple." Dan Qing looked Yu Chang up and down, then looked at Wen Yu with confusion, "How can you associate with the demon tribe all day long?"
He looked up and glanced at the plaque of the Wutong Ancestral Temple. Lord Ju Mang was really something, he didn't even care about his own disciples.
As soon as these words were spoken, the inexplicable discomfort in Wen Yu's heart disappeared in an instant.
Not only did she not let go, she even held Yu Chang's arm and pulled him straight past Dan Qing and Tai Hao behind him.
The moment he passed by Wen Yu, Tai Hao wanted to say something, but the situation was obviously too late.
Yu Chang tilted his head slightly and glanced at Dan Qing. Not only did he not take him seriously, he also ignored his master Tai Hao.
"Eh? You?" Dan Qing was surprised that Wen Yu ignored her, and even more dissatisfied with Yu Chang's contempt, "You! Hmm? Hmm!"
After struggling for several times without any clue, Dan Qing finally realized that someone had cast a silencing spell on him.
He became more and more angry and hurriedly asked his master for help. In panic, he pointed at himself and then at Wen Yu who was walking away, trying to signal to his master through his actions.
Tai Hao remained unmoved and just glanced at Dan Qing indifferently.
When their eyes met, Dan Qing suddenly realized that the one who wanted him to shut up... was his master.
Through the clothes, Yu Chang could feel the warmth coming from Wen Yu's palm. She seemed very nervous and even sweating from the heat.
However, the sky is about to brighten, the dew is heavy, and the night chill has not yet dissipated, so how can it cause people to have a fever?
Wen Yu stiffened his neck and said nothing, but unconsciously increased the strength of his hands.
Yu Chang held Wen Yu's hand in an attempt to give her some support.
He had promised Wen Yu that he would no longer pry into her thoughts, but at this moment, even without relying on external forces, he could vaguely sense what she was thinking.
When the two arrived, Su Jianbai was squeezed in between Chen Zhizhi and Wen Liangyi and interrupted, "Brother Yu!"
"This is..." Song Yu still maintained his composure in the face of this young man who suddenly appeared from nowhere.
"I'm Chen Zhizhi's friend, Su Jianbai."
Su Jianbai just felt that he was shameless, but when he thought about interrupting the inexplicable intimacy between Wen Liangyi and Chen Zhizhi, he didn't care.
"Oh? So you're Xiaozhi's friend." Song Yu replied softly and turned to look at Chen Zhizhi.
Chen Zhizhi suddenly seemed speechless and glanced at Su Jianbai quickly.
Thinking of the chase and fighting of the past few days, she snorted through her nose, "Just barely, barely."
Before she finished speaking, she saw Wen Yu coming towards her out of the corner of her eye, and she hurriedly made room for him and invited him to sit in the middle.
"Aunt, this is Song Zhuo's brother, Song Yu, whom I mentioned to you." Chen Zhizhi enthusiastically introduced the new friend to Wen Yu, completely forgetting Su Jianbai.
Seeing this, Wen Heng also introduced Song Yu: "Brother Yu, this is my aunt!"
"Jiming greets aunt." Song Yu smiled appropriately and was polite, treating Wen Yu very cordially.
"Yeah." Wen Yu nodded in response and turned to look at Wen Heng.
As if sensing something, Wen Heng spoke before her, "Aunt, when night fell and Xiao Zhuo and I saw that everyone hadn't returned yet, we thought of going into the mountains to search with everyone."
Xiaobao is her sister, there is no reason for her to just sit at home and do nothing.
Her aunt had been worried about her health and mood during the day, but she had recovered in the past few hours and going into the mountains was no longer a difficult task for her.
"My brother just happened to come home and heard about this, so we went up the mountain together," Song Zhuo calmed down and explained.
Fortunately, Wenbao is fine, but then again...
"By the way, Wen Xiaobao, your..." Song Zhuo suddenly remembered something and asked.
Before he finished speaking, Zhuzhao's teasing could be heard from far away in the hall.
"Hey! Do you guys still want it, Yingying?"
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