Chapter 38: "Beauty Saves the Hero."
"Madam Wenyu? Madam Wenyu?"
After Song Linsheng had tidied himself up and walked through the corridor and courtyard, where was Madam Wen Yu on the stone steps of Xianchun Cottage?
Song Linsheng stopped on the stone steps and looked around. There was a gentle rustling of the wind, green branches swaying, birds perched on the forks of the trees, and flowing clouds surrounding the lush spring mountains. Everything was the same as when he came here.
But the only one missing was Madam Wenyu.
Song Linsheng hurriedly lifted his robe and descended the stone steps in a few steps. He dove into the grassy area in front of the courtyard, searching for Wen Yu.
"Madam Wenyu!"
As Song Linsheng ran, he called out Wen Yu's name. As the unanswered shouts echoed in the valley, spreading, overlapping and interweaving, Song Linsheng's steps became faster, and he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.
When we first met, Madam Wen Yu had lost her way in the mountains and had to climb such a high tree, nearly falling.
How could a weak woman like Madam Wenyu be left alone in this desolate mountain? How could he leave Madam Wenyu outside the door today? I really don't know what he was thinking at that time. Song Linsheng was extremely upset.
Fine beads of sweat oozed from Song Linsheng's forehead, completely ignoring the fact that he had just changed his clothes and rested.
His anxiety was now compounded by a flustered panic, his mind and eyes filled with anxiety over Wen Yu's disappearance. He couldn't recall that it was this Wen Yu, the woman who had lost her way when they first met, who had led him up the mountain path through the forest a quarter of an hour earlier. How could she have looked unfamiliar?
It rains a lot in spring and the mountains are slippery. He was afraid that Madam Wen Yu was not familiar with the mountain terrain and might encounter a rock flow or landslide. He was also afraid that she would be frightened and scared by herself, which would scare the animals in the mountains.
He could only pray in his heart that Madam Wen Yu had gone with the tourists to the Wutong Ancestral Temple on the mountain.
Song Linsheng hurried to the main road in the mountains, looking for Wen Yu along the way.
He was thin, like a willow bud that had just sprouted in spring, fluttering in the wind, rushing and flying up and down in the mountains.
He said he was afraid that Madam Wenyu would get lost in the mountains. In fact, it had been more than ten years since the Song family moved out of Jiangyang Prefecture and settled in Shangdu.
He had just returned to Jiangyang, and he wasn't very familiar with Houchun Mountain. It was hard to say whether he could even catch up with Wen Yu even a tenth. Song Lin was afraid that he had forgotten that when he and Wen Yu first met, he had also wandered around the mountain for many times without finding a way out.
"Madam Wenyu——"
When this call was carried by the wind to Wen Yu's ears, she was with the evil creature that had caused trouble before.
Wen Yu glanced at his side and breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly.
She heard Song Linsheng calling her, thinking that he must have changed his clothes and come out, but he couldn't find her at the door. Wen Yu thought about it and decided to go back to find Song Linsheng first.
Song Linsheng is a delicate child, and there are many monsters in the late spring, so it is better not to let him run around in the mountains.
Wen Yu no longer hesitated. She lifted her skirt with one hand and turned around to walk back. She walked faster and faster, and when she reached the back, she simply used magic to fly up.
Judging from Song Linsheng's voice, he should no longer be in Xianchun Cottage. Wen Yu closed her eyes and listened quietly, trying to determine the direction from which the voice came.
"ah--"
A scream pierced the sky and echoed throughout the valley, undoubtedly startling countless birds in the mountains, and fluttering sounds followed.
Wen Yu's heart tightened when he heard the voice. The voice was clearly Song Linsheng's.
She flew away and landed on the ground only when she was close to the sound, her steps moving with great speed.
"Song Linsheng!"
Wen Yu was shocked and watched Song Linsheng fall down a half-sloping slope.
Perhaps it was because the dew in the mountains and forests was heavy and the soil was moister than that of ordinary fields. Song Linsheng was chasing Wen Yu's figure in the mountains. He seemed to have stepped on empty air and could not stand steadily on the slope. He had to stagger and slide down from the top, half falling and half running, and could hardly stop his feet.
He fell like an overripe fruit, nearly rolling over like a fruit. Just as he was about to fall, Wen Yu raised her hand and caressed the air, sending a stream of air straight toward Song Linsheng. The air drew invisible ripples in the wind, and as if it had eyes, it rested firmly on Song Linsheng's lower back, supporting him.
At the same time, Wen Yu quickly stepped forward and put her arms around Song Linsheng's waist.
Even though he had magic, he couldn't act recklessly. Wen Yu understood this principle.
Song Linsheng was, after all, just a mortal. If he discovered something "strange", Wen Yu was worried that he would be frightened and something bad would happen to him.
She came to the mortal world to protect Song Linsheng, not to harm him.
Wen Yu felt a little proud in his heart. Today he could be considered to have "rescued" Song Linsheng once. At least he wouldn't be causing trouble for him all the time.
Song Linsheng was much taller than Wen Yu, and at this moment he was lying on his back in Wen Yu's arms in a slightly crowded position.
Wen Yu looked down. Perhaps out of fear, he closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his lips turned pale without a trace of blood.
Wen Yu blinked, and stopped thinking about the messy thoughts just now. She only threw her heart on Song Linsheng. She was afraid that Song Linsheng would get scared and have some problems. Looking at Song Linsheng in her arms, who was as delicate as a white porcelain bottle and yet very fragile, Wen Yu softly said:
"Song Linsheng?"
His brows moved, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
Wen Yu felt that the moment he opened his eyes, it was as if a piece of brocade slipped off the dressing box, revealing the precious gems and pearls hidden inside.
His eyes sparkled, then misted over as he was still recovering from the shock. Song Linsheng's eyes were filled with panic. He was stunned for a moment, and only when Wen Yu called out again did his scattered gaze focus on Wen Yu's face.
"Madam Wenyu?"
Song Linsheng cried out in disbelief, and only then realized that he was lying in Wen Yu's arms.
"Are you okay, Song Linsheng?" Wen Yu asked again, fearing that he might have fallen.
"I! I'm fine!" Song Lin suddenly came to his senses, stood up from Wen Yu's arms, and took a step back.
He was walking too fast in the mountains just now and accidentally stepped on some mossy rocks, so he lost his footing and rolled down the slope.
Song Linsheng was still a little panicked, and his reaction was slow for a moment.
"Madam Wenyu! Are you okay?"
He still remembered that he had come out to look for Madam Wen Yu. Now Madam Wen Yu didn't seem to be ill, but he had made a fool of himself. Song Linsheng felt a little embarrassed. He lowered his eyes to look at Wen Yu, but the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.
"I'm fine! I was just walking around!" Wen Yu replied, "I should have gone home earlier! I'm so tired that you have to come looking for me!"
"I... I..." Song Linsheng felt even more embarrassed when he heard her words. He had been looking for someone but to no avail, and it was he who had to make Madam Wen Yu come to the rescue.
"Madam Wenyu saved me..."
When Wen Yu heard this, he remembered something.
When she first met Song Linsheng, she racked her brains in the tree, trying to find a way to stage a "beauty saving the hero" scene so that she could stay with Song Linsheng. However, she accidentally fell from the branch and landed on him...
Now her long-cherished wish of saving the hero with her beauty has finally been fulfilled. Although it came a little late, Wen Yu smiled in her heart. Good things are worth waiting for! No problem! No problem!
What she failed to accomplish when she first met Song Linsheng, she now managed to accomplish.
Thinking of this, Wen Yu couldn't help but say: "This is called - beauty saves the hero."
Song Linsheng raised his hand to stroke his hair crown and couldn't help laughing.
"Yes, yes, Linsheng has no way to repay you. I can only ask Uncle Song to prepare more dishes that Madam Wenyu likes..."
Wen Yu waved her hand, signaling Song Linsheng to follow her steps and led him back to the main road paved with bluestone slabs.
"Okay! Whatever we eat, we have to wait until we get back home." Wen Yu walked ahead, looking back at Song Linsheng every few steps. "Should we go to the Wutong Ancestral Temple first?"
Song Linsheng looked up at the sky. The sun was getting darker. If he went up the mountain now, he would probably catch the lantern festival, so he followed.
"By the way, your new azure dress is quite similar to mine!"
Song Linsheng lowered his head to look at the arabesque pattern embroidered on the hem of his clothes, which made the elegant sky-blue color more vivid. He had just taken the crescent-shaped robe in Yuechu Garden, but after thinking for a while, he decided to wear the sky-blue one.
He also didn't know why he did this.
Hearing Madam Wenyu's question, Song Linsheng responded as if possessed by a ghost;
"Well... this is the only piece of clothing left in the yard for washing..."
"Oh——" Wen Yu stretched out the last syllable, looking at Song Linsheng, but not thinking about him.
"It suits you very well!"
The dusk is pleasant, birds are singing in the quiet mountains, and the forest is not as bright as it is during the day. Only a faint light is scattered, passing through the sparse branches and leaves, and spreading on the layers of bluestone slabs.
Wen Yu and Song Linsheng, both of whom were as small as beans, climbed the stairs, walking one in front and one behind, not far apart.
Occasionally, the sound of their casual conversation could be heard from the woods. Wen Yu's laughter and Song Linsheng's jokes made the quiet spring mountain even more tranquil.
On the top of Houchun Mountain, there is the Wutong Ancestral Temple.
"Look! It's Master Mu!"
Unlike the dark empty mountain on the hillside, the Wutong Ancestral Temple is brightly lit at this moment, and tourists gather in various places in the Wutong Ancestral Temple to burn incense and light lamps.
For a moment, the Wutong Ancestral Temple was filled with smoke from incense and thousands of bright lights.
Wen Yu had no idea how many times she had stepped over the threshold of the Wutong Ancestral Temple. She was the first to step into the temple and caught sight of Lord Mu sitting at the top of the table.
Song Linsheng also came along, following closely behind Wen Yu.
"Mr. Mu is arranging for the people to light prayer lanterns together." Song Linsheng called Wen Yu, "Madam Wen Yu, please follow me—"
The two of them walked to the side and saw a square table with writing brushes, inkstones, and paper on it. Under the table were prayer lanterns of various colors and patterns, which were more diverse than the small fish lanterns and rabbit lanterns that Lord Mu had sent back to the mansion.
"What is this?" Wen Yu poked his head out from behind Song Linsheng. If he wanted to light the lamp, he could light it, but what was the point of putting all these pens and ink here?
"The prayer lanterns will be released into the sky later—" Song Linsheng walked closer and stopped in front of the table.
"If you don't write your name, how will the Goddess of Spring know which lantern is yours?"
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