Chapter 318 "How about going back to Jiangyang Mansion?"...
He knew this day would come, but he didn't expect it to come so soon. But he has no regrets.
As if to confirm what he said, the broken beam fell again and hit Song Linsheng's back.
"Song Linsheng!" Wen Yu used the last of his spiritual power to lift the burning broken beam with a palm, turned over and hugged the man in his arms, "Song Linsheng—"
His shoulders and back were covered with horrific burn marks, but he remained silent.
"I'll take you out, I'll take you out right now." Wen Yu's eyes flickered, and he felt an unprecedented panic.
She was right about one thing, humans have extraordinary spirits, but at the same time they have fragile bodies. If this continues, Song Linsheng will not be able to survive.
Even if she had to fight to the death and risk all her cultivation, she would still take him out.
"Xiaoyu, I'm fine." Song Linsheng held Wen Yu's hand, trying to calm her down. "Go quickly..."
Wen Yu held him in her arms, but didn't dare touch the wound. Her entire body was trembling with worry. "Song Linsheng..."
"It's just that I can't celebrate the New Year with you..." Song Linsheng was speaking when he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his lungs, causing his voice to break off. "I'm sorry..."
They hadn't eaten New Year's Eve dinner together, hadn't stayed up together, hadn't watched fireworks together, hadn't celebrated the Shangsi Festival together again...
There are still so many things we haven’t had time to do together.
Wen Yu shook her head desperately, struggling to pick him up. "Of course I can."
"Don't come looking for me." Song Linsheng said without thinking, as if he knew that time was running out.
This made Wen Yu's whole body stiffen and he stood there in a daze for a moment.
"I used to think that life is short and it would be painful if I couldn't be with you for a long time."
Song Linsheng's smile was as gentle and calm as ever, without a trace of panic, but with a guilt that was hard to hide.
"But now I understand. Demons have long lifespans. It would be cruel to let you watch me leave."
Such words, which are like instructions for one's final rest, will not make either the speaker or the listener feel good.
"So, don't come to me..." Song Linsheng said with great difficulty, his eyes already blurred by tears.
Wen Yu remembered that when she was in the Wutong Ancestral Temple, she thought about Song Linsheng's short lifespan, which was just a blink of an eye for her.
Therefore, her original plan was to return to the Spring Temple to be her little fairy messenger after his death. Wouldn't it be joyful to achieve enlightenment and ascend to heaven...
But now... now... she only wants to save Song Linsheng, even if it means chasing him to the underworld or reincarnation.
She was shocked at her own reluctance to leave, and at the same time as she felt ashamed that Song Linsheng had guessed her inner thoughts.
Song Linsheng held on for a long time, but finally couldn't help it and started vomiting blood.
Amidst Wen Yu's trembling sobs, he used up all his remaining strength to say, "Xiao Yu, I have no regrets about where my dreams end..."
In a daze, someone wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, causing the memory to suddenly fade away. The scorching sea of fire in the sky disappeared, replaced by a deep and quiet underground spiritual vein.
Wen Yu's gaze returned to the person in front of him.
"I just regret that everything happened so hastily..." Tai Hao smiled soothingly and shook his head to tell her not to cry. "Xiao Yu, let's spend the New Year together..."
Wen Yu's repressed guilt and regret for a hundred years suddenly surged into her heart, overwhelming her. "I promise you, I promise you, Song Linsheng!"
He said the same thing at that time.
I don’t regret where my dream goes, I just regret that it goes by so quickly.
Song Linsheng tried his best to tell her that he had never regretted it, but it was just too hasty, too short, too hard to get, too hard to let go...
"I'll take you back to Jiangyang Mansion, okay?" Wen Yu smiled with tears in her eyes, feeling a mixture of sadness and joy. "Xiao Zhuo and Ah Heng are still waiting for us to return."
Taihao was no longer a mortal, and would not die easily. However, Wenyu could no longer bear any loss. She was too afraid of a repetition of the same situation...
She regrets it very much.
When she was in Jiangyang, in the cemetery, in Houchun Mountain, and at Qipan Pass, she could have asked one more question, even just one more question...
Tai Hao was stunned for a moment, a little bit unable to recover, "Okay, all is good."
He has been waiting for this sentence for a very long time, and it is not as simple as a hundred years.
After saying this, Taihao finally couldn't hold on any longer, his whole body lost all strength, and his consciousness began to blur.
In fact, he had barely slept a wink from the time he arrived at Netherworld Palace to Gouwu Mountain. Now, in Xiaoyu's arms, he could finally sleep peacefully...
"Song Linsheng?" Wen Yu watched with her own eyes as the hand that had just been wiping her tears suddenly dropped, and she couldn't help but feel a shudder of fear. "Song Linsheng!"
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Jiangyang Prefecture, Song's residence, Guanwu Courtyard.
"Song Xuechuan, that immortal master you mentioned..." Wen Bao raised his hand and stuck a carrot on the snowman's face to act as a nose, but his eyes couldn't help but glance towards the house, "Is he really our uncle?"
Song Zhuo kept silent about her words. Seeing that she had almost finished playing, he lifted her up from the snow and brought her back to the corridor.
There stood Song Yu and Wen Heng, who looked like a perfect couple.
"Song Xuechuan, what are you doing? Put me down!" Wen Heng struggled even harder as he was about to reach Brother Jiming. "How can you pull and tug like this?"
Song Zhuo remained silent as usual and had no time to joke with Wenbao.
"Sister Heng." He let go of her hand and greeted the two of them, "Brother..."
"Xiao Zhuo, stop scaring Xiao Bao." Song Yu nodded in response. He was no longer surprised by this kind of situation these days.
Although he was far away in Shangdu, he had heard that Xiaobao was often looked after by Ah Heng and Xiao Zhuo together, and they were very familiar with each other on weekdays.
Wen Heng brushed the snow off Wen Bao's head and looked at Song Yu disapprovingly, "I'm not trying to scare you. Xiao Zhuo should be taking care of Xiao Bao for me."
Song Zhuo glanced at the two of them and felt an indescribable weirdness in his heart.
It was obvious that he had interacted more with Sister Heng and Xiaobao in the past, but as soon as his brother came back, it seemed that the position next to her naturally belonged to his brother, and no one felt it was wrong.
He simply turned his head and looked at the snow falling silently in the yard.
In the past, Wen Liangyi was the one who had to accompany her in playing tricks. How could it be his turn?
"Song Xuechuan! I heard that my aunt is back!" Wen Liangyi, with his head covered in snow, strode into Guanwu Courtyard. "Why didn't you send someone to tell me? Ouch—"
Across the snow curtain, Song Zhuo smiled imperceptibly, thinking that one should not talk about people behind their backs, and it happened so quickly.
"Be careful, Xiao Si." Wen Liangjian, who had caught up, hurriedly supported the man, with a look of helpless heartache, "The roads are slippery in the snow, and you've just recovered."
But Wen Liangyi was not such an obedient character, he just wanted to run away after patting his butt, "Big Brother——"
"Let him go, Bo Hui." Chen Bi, who was dressed in a purple robe and a golden crown, looked tired and had a severe headache. "You don't know the pain until you fall."
She and Bo Hui returned to Jiangyang overnight. The first thing they rushed to do was to go back to the Wen Mansion to pick up Wen Liangyi. Wasn't it just to get him to visit his aunt?
"Greetings, Your Highness." Seeing Chen Bi enter the courtyard, everyone greeted him respectfully.
Chen Bi waved her hand indifferently, not taking these empty formalities to heart, "How is my aunt?"
"You'll know once you go in and take a look." Wen Liangyi didn't look like someone who had just recovered from a serious injury. He was as slippery as a loach.
Song Zhuo, who was about to reply, saw him rushing in like the wind and didn't bother to stop him, "Hey, you are not allowed to trespass——"
"What's going on?" Wen Liangyi glanced back at Song Zhuo, wondering why everyone was standing in the yard in such a cold weather. But before he could finish his question, someone blocked his way.
The blue scales and pale gold feathers flew towards him simultaneously, but stopped in a split second, forcing him to not dare to move.
Wen Liangjian hurried over from the courtyard and advised, "Xiao Si, don't be rude."
"Big Brother..." Wen Liangyi murmured, not knowing whether he was calling Wen Liangjian behind him, or...
He raised his head slightly to look at the two people who were blocking his way on the left and right, then his eyes dropped from the gap between their shoulders to look at the tightly closed door, his half-closed eyes darting around in panic.
He knew this Dan Qing, but the other one...
"This is my aunt's natal sword, Mingkun." Chen Bi stepped up the stairs and explained to everyone.
Ming Kun thought about Wen Yu's expression of abandoning him at any moment, and nodded calmly, "For the time being."
Dan Qing waited for a long time, but no one introduced him. He could only mumble incoherently, "Hmm..."
"This is Dan Qing, you all know her." Chen Bi understood immediately and quickly added.
But for some reason, Dan Qing still seemed dissatisfied, "Hmm--"
"This is... my aunt and uncle's companion beast, Danqing." Chen Bi hesitated for a moment and explained.
The Lord of the Cangling Spirit had already told her everything that happened in Gouwu Mountain, which was really unexpected yet reasonable.
But a few days ago she was still calling him a lecher, but now she wants to call him uncle, really...
If the Lord of Hidden Spirits had not been rushing to look for Wen Yanzi before entering the door, why would she need to bring this up?
"Uncle?" As expected, Wen Liangyi was furious when he heard this. "Who? Are you saying—"
Wen Liang saw Dan Qing's expression clearly and quickly scolded him, "Little Fourth, don't lose your manners in front of His Highness."
Having said that, Wen Liangyi finally understood and kept quiet appropriately.
Even though Sister Chen Bi was from a noble family, she was still like a sister to them, so how could she care so much about etiquette?
What the eldest brother really wants to remind him is that he should not offend Dan Qing and Ming Kun in front of him.
Seeing him shrinking his neck and looking aggrieved, Chen Bi had no choice but to change the subject, "Where's Zhizhi?"
She didn't see Chen Zhizhi when she came in just now, and didn't bother to ask.
"Zhizhi said that Auntie is in a bad condition and might be in danger." Wen Heng took a few steps and took the initiative to explain, "She and Su Jianbai are patrolling the outer courtyard and protecting the law, so they can also be on the lookout for any dangers."
Song Yu nodded in agreement. It was not a good time to disturb them right now, otherwise they wouldn't be guarding outside the door. "Wen Xiaosi, don't disturb Auntie."
"There's no sound in there. Is Auntie asleep?" Wen Liangyi looked at Dan Qing and Ming Kun who refused to give in, and touched the tip of his nose in dissatisfaction.
Chen Bi didn't reply, but just looked at the closed door.
Others didn't know, but she knew it clearly in her heart. How could her aunt sleep at this time?
The inner room was so silent that you could hear a pin drop, except for the curling smoke from the perfectly burning incense and the warm air.
"Actually, back in the Netherworld Palace, I was afraid you weren't Song Linsheng." Wen Yu seemed completely unperturbed by the chaos outside, staring intently at the person on the couch with her eyes lowered. "But I was also afraid you were Song Linsheng..."
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