Chapter 319: "Mrs. Mengpo."...
If not, her hopes would be dashed again.
If the century-long pursuit suddenly came to an end, she would not know how to face it.
How could she explain her meanness and dishonesty to Song Linsheng when they met again?
She regretted the cold and hostile attitude, mutual testing, and hurtful words they had said during these days.
"I know. It's in the underground cave, in Houchun Mountain, inside Qipan Pass, and on the top of Gouwu Mountain..."
In fact, she should have realized it from that time. If he was not Song Linsheng, how could he always show up when she needed him?
"You've always followed me and helped me."
Could it be that everything was not due to her master's instructions?
"When I deliberately provoked you and used probing words to poke fun at you, you never said a word to defend yourself."
She asked herself countless times, "Why? Why?" The answer was already there, but she simply couldn't face it, didn't want to admit it.
"And the zither keel! How could you be so foolish as to go get it alone?" Wen Yu spoke haltingly, her words coming out with great difficulty. "Dan Qing said that when he arrived, you... you were covered in dirt and blood."
Even though he suffered such a serious injury, he tried to cover it up nonchalantly. He was in so much pain, but he didn't say a word.
If he hadn't exhausted himself while helping her seal the zither's dragon bone in Gouwu Mountain, how long would he have kept it a secret?
Are we just going to just brush it off like this and never mention it again?
Wen Yu suddenly became very angry, dropped the handkerchief she was using to wipe herself, and squeezed his palm hard.
The skin of the tentacles was icy cold, Wen Yu's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly turned around to fiddle with the incense she had lit.
In her panic, she forgot to use a handkerchief to cushion the wound and tried to pick the lotus flower with her bare hands. As expected, she burned her fingertips and felt a pain.
The incense burner also fell to the ground.
"My incense—" Wen Yu couldn't help but exclaimed, and was about to pick it up.
She ordered this specifically for...
But before she could touch the scorching nine-petal lotus, a slender, clean hand as white as jade picked it up with two fingers, followed by the extremely familiar generosity and warmth behind her.
"You used to like the crispness of spring in the snow, but not the warmth of this cold-warding fragrance."
The voice in his ear was so familiar that it felt like it had never left him. The heat of the voice lingered around Wen Yu's neck, and it was not as cold as his palm.
"I..." Wen Yu paused, forgetting what she was about to do. "Your body is as cold as ice, so of course I need the cold-repelling incense... cold-repelling incense..."
Wen Yu tried his best to maintain his composure, as if they were just casually chatting in the past, as if as long as he did this, those days would never go away.
But after pretending to be relaxed, she couldn't say any more. Her throat was tight and dry. If she opened her mouth again, she was afraid she would not be able to hold it back...
"The cold-repelling incense can bring warmth and dispel the cold." Song Linsheng picked up the incense burner and rubbed the nine-petal lotus repeatedly with his fingertips. "You did it... specially for me..."
Seeing his movements, Wen Yu suddenly reacted and hurriedly knocked the incense burner down, "Be careful not to burn yourself——"
He was already feeling cold all over, so he couldn't feel how hot the stove was at the moment. If he continued like this, he would get burned.
In the chaos, the moment the nine-petal lotus fell to the ground, Song Linsheng took advantage of the chaos and grabbed Wen Yu with his backhand, "Xiao Yu..."
Wen Yu's body suddenly froze, and she just turned her back to Song Linsheng, but did not answer.
She had imagined countless times in her mind what she would say to Song Linsheng when he woke up.
Should I start from the reunion in the Nether Palace, or from their first encounter in Hou Chunshan, from her escape, or from his pursuit...
She had a thousand things to say, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't know where to start.
Lowering his eyes to glance at the two people holding hands, Song Linsheng raised a slight smile on his lips, and she... did not struggle.
He tentatively stepped forward and gently leaned on Wen Yu's shoulder. The real warmth on her cheek made him very greedy, as if he had finally found a place to stay after hundreds of years of wandering and he could no longer let go.
The faint scent of jasmine lingered at Song Linsheng's nose, and the inexplicable power made him feel unprecedented peace.
Feeling his breath slowly approaching and gradually surrounding her, the two people's cold and warm body temperatures intertwined at such a close distance, Wen Yu couldn't help but feel her heart tense up.
It was something I was used to, but now I feel very embarrassed.
"Aunt? What happened to Aunt?"
Outside the door, Wen Liangyi heard the sound of something falling and spoke hurriedly, not caring about his fear of Dan Qing and Ming Kun. He rushed forward and pushed open the door.
"You bold mortal! Don't offend the king." Dan Qing raised his eyebrows and said angrily.
Ming Kun glanced at him sideways and followed Wen Liangyi's pace, "You should know when to show off your power."
With his words in mind, Chen Bi and the others looked at each other and then went forward to find out what was going on.
My aunt hasn't been out for several days, and I'm really worried that something might go wrong.
So after a burst of footsteps, Wen Yu and Song Linsheng were exposed to everyone without any defense.
"Aunt..." Wen Liangyi braked suddenly, looked at Wen Yu for several times, and finally stood there in a daze.
Wen Bao blinked and looked at Song Linsheng behind her, "Aunt...Uncle..."
I don’t know if it’s right to call him that. According to the generation structure of Jiming’s family, I’m afraid we should respectfully call him ancestor.
Thinking of this, Wen Bao turned around and looked at Song Yu.
A pair of hands covered her eyes, and Song Yu said immediately: "I... will add a few charcoal braziers for Auntie."
"I'll go, brother." Facing such a face, Song Zhuo really didn't know how to react.
After all, at the family dinner not long ago, he wanted to kick this shameless lunatic out of the house, but now he said that this person was really an elder of the Song family more than a hundred years ago.
Song Zhuo turned stiffly and was about to leave when he bumped into Wen Heng who was coming in. "Sister Heng..."
"Xiao Zhuo?" Wen Heng grabbed the man with one hand, not understanding where he was going at this time.
Chen Bi walked past the two of them. One could imagine the shock in Song Zhuo's heart at this moment. After all, when she heard Cang Ling Shenjun talk about it in Gouwu Mountain, she was almost the same.
But my aunt and...uncle, it’s not easy for them to get to where they are today. As long as they are safe, that’s enough.
Seeing Xiao Si, who was at the front, trying to find a crack to get in, Wen Liangjian rubbed his brows and quickly stepped forward to catch him back, "Behave yourself and stop messing around."
Dan Qing and Ming Kun looked at each other very quickly. Although they saw that one nose was not a nose and the other eye was not an eye in each other's eyes, they inexplicably tacitly stood in front of Wen Yu and Song Linsheng, isolating themselves from everyone's gaze.
The room was noisy for a while. In front of everyone, although Ming Kun and Dan Qing tried to cover it up, Wen Yu still subconsciously wanted to break free. However, when she felt the calmness of the people behind her, she gradually relaxed.
Song Linsheng's cheeks moved slightly as he stroked Wen Yu's shoulders. Although his cheeks and ears were already bright red, he still forced himself to remain calm, silently telling himself to be thicker-skinned.
This moment of peace was hard-earned, and he would never let it go.
Wen Yu understood his thoughts and his ideas, but now everyone in this room had to be sent out. "Bishan..."
Although this is the Song residence, Bishan has always been the backbone of everyone. As long as she...
"Oh, auntie... I'll go see where the Hidden Spirit God is..." Chen Bi immediately turned around and walked out without hesitation, "She has never been to the Song residence and might have lost her way."
As the oldest brother in the family, Song Yu naturally reacted quickly, "How's Xiaobao's snowman? Can I take Brother Jiming to see it?"
"Eh?" Before Wen Bao could recover from his shock, Song Yu picked him up.
"After waiting for a few days, the snow in the yard is half a person's height." Wen Heng pulled Song Zhuo and said as they walked, "Xiao Zhuo, send some people over to sweep the yard later."
Song Zhuo stared blankly at the hand held by Wen Heng, and spoke faster than his brain, "Well, I'll listen to Sister Heng."
"Brother, brother, go slower." Wen Liangyi was dragged by Wen Liangjian and cried out in pain, "I'm not fully healed yet!"
Wen Liang saw that his good temper was almost worn out by his own Wen Xiaosi, "Now I know that the injury is not fully healed. I didn't remember it when I was running around just now."
Everyone immediately started talking at random, making a mess. The inexplicable awkwardness in the room was completely washed away, but it also felt strange in a different way.
Just as the commotion was going on, someone came running from outside the yard and plunged into the crowd.
"Why are you pulling me? I have something important to tell my aunt." Chen Zhizhi pushed Wen Heng away with his left hand, dropped the sunken jade with his right hand, and broke free from the pinch. "Aunt, I just saw—"
Wen Heng and Shen Bi looked at each other, as if they saw a series of crows flying over the branches of Chenzhi Tree. No matter how well-educated they were, they almost laughed out loud.
Chen Zhizhi quickly turned his head to take a look, then lowered his eyes obediently, his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart.
My aunt came back in such a hurry that I didn't even tell her about our trip to Gouwu Mountain... and yet the progress was so rapid...
"What did you see?" Wen Yu was much more calm now than before.
If it happens once, you will panic; if it happens twice, you may not panic; but if it happens three or four times, you will get used to it.
She just let Song Linsheng lean on her and naturally started talking to Zhizhi.
Su Jianbai, who had followed behind, patted Chen Zhizhi. Seeing that she seemed still in a daze, he added, "I saw a little ghost sneak in, but I couldn't catch it."
"Little ghost?" Wen Yu narrowed his eyes and thought, "What kind of little ghost?"
Song Linsheng leaned on Wen Yu's shoulder and was about to stand up when she pressed him on the back of her hand.
She can still handle these little things.
Wen Yu leaned back slightly, and when their eyes met, Song Linsheng leaned forward again calmly.
"A little devil with lamp oil on his head." Wen Yanzi walked in at some point, glanced coldly at the chaotic crowd, and couldn't help but sigh.
He knew that it was unreliable to rely on Chen Zhizhi and Su Jianbai for patrol.
Zang Ling followed him in and said to Wen Yu from a distance, "It was a messenger sent by Fengdu. He asked me to catch him."
"Your Majesty, please be merciful. Why didn't you just chop it twice?" Wen Yanzi said nonchalantly, folding her arms around her chest and leaning lazily against the door frame.
Zang Ling knew that he was still angry about the incident at Qipan Pass, so she didn't take it to heart. After all, she was in the wrong.
But all the way here just now, Wen Yanzi didn't even give her a good look.
"How can I report the news after I chop it off?" Zang Ling suppressed the restlessness in his heart and flicked his sleeve, throwing a wisp of black smoke on the ground.
Wen Yu looked between the two of them and thought to himself, no wonder he hadn't seen Zang Ling since just now. It turned out that he had gone to look for Yan Zi.
Since you are so concerned in your heart, why bother to argue with me?
The wisp of black smoke fell to the ground and immediately transformed into a little ghost with lamp oil on its head. It bowed and greeted, "Master Mengpo."
From the conversation, it seems that he is very familiar with Wen Yu.
Wen Yu took a closer look and saw that it was indeed one of the Eighteen Lamplighters who served Fengdu in the Netherworld Palace. "You're welcome. What message does Lord Fengdu have for you?"
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