Chapter 48: If she can’t come to the mountain, won’t she…
Wen Yu met Song Linsheng's smiling eyes and felt that the tacit understanding between her and Song Linsheng, to use an inappropriate word to describe it, must be - birds of a feather flock together.
When she was in the Temple of Spring, her mind and eyes were full of playful and evil thoughts, while Song Linsheng in the human world had a beautiful face but was full of cunning schemes. Or as Xiyan said, this was called unparalleled wisdom and strategy.
He could figure out the whole story without making any noise, and he could always come up with unusual ways to solve problems.
Wen Yu couldn't help but lower her eyes and smile. He was just a mortal, yet he was so clever. If he became an immortal, he would probably ascend to the Eastern Heaven and become a deity like her master, the Supreme God Ju Mang.
What is she thinking about?
There was no way Song Linsheng could go to the Eastern Heaven. He was just a mortal, and now that his lifespan branch was damaged, it was still unknown how long he could live. What was the point of talking about becoming an immortal?
Wen Yu couldn't help but laugh. After she had sorted out her scattered thoughts, she continued with Song Linsheng's words:
"Good on you! Master Xiao Song is indeed wise!"
"This is indeed a good idea! There are many people in the government office, so we can take good care of Lady Zhibai..." Wen Yu thought while talking to Song Linsheng.
"It's just..." She paused for a moment, her tone revealing a hint of hesitation, revealing her feelings.
"But most of the officials in the government office are men, so I guess there are no female servants who can take care of people."
Song Linsheng saw through Wen Yu's doubts at a glance, and then she spoke the rest of her sentence for her.
"That's right!" Wen Yu raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
She always likes to snap her fingers when she is excited. Fortunately, her spiritual power is not high now, so she cannot cast spells casually, otherwise she would never dare to do so casually.
"That's true..." Song Linsheng raised the corner of his eyes, as if thinking of something.
"That's easy!" Wen Yu's eyes rolled as she came up with a plan. This was exactly what she wanted, so she volunteered, "Let me move to Jiangyang Prefecture and live with Lady Zhibai!"
"It's good to have someone to look after you! Besides, you've been staying at the government office, so your yard shouldn't be too crowded with me, right?"
Wen Yu winked playfully, looking quite excited.
She really felt that she had come up with a way to have the best of both worlds.
The purpose of this trip is to look after Zhi Bai Niangzi. Although she is a delicate demon, she has lost her magic power and is now a mortal. She is also pregnant and really cannot be separated from others.
Secondly, ever since Wenyu moved into Guanwuyuan, Song Linsheng had to go to the Jiangyang government office every night to settle down, and the next day he would return to the Song residence to have dinner with her. This back and forth running back and forth was not to mention, and most importantly, it interfered with Wenyu's care for Song Linsheng.
The change in his fate now is of utmost importance.
We need to keep a closer eye on Wen Yu.
Her proposal was actually to take care of Zhi Bai Niangzi as a supplement and to accommodate Song Linsheng as the main thing.
Wen Yu was quite pleased. This was a great way to have the best of both worlds! He had refused to stay at the mansion a few days ago, but on Shangsi day, he finally managed to stay there and practiced calligraphy all night.
Since the mountain won't come to her, then won't she go to it?
With the urgent task of taking care of Zhi Bai Niangzi, Song Linsheng would never refuse her proposal. If it were just her alone, Song Linsheng's words of resistance, such as the gender gap might be offensive and it would be better to stay at home in a spacious and comfortable place, would probably come out like a stream of beans.
Song Linsheng didn't say anything.
Wen Yu raised a hand, her scallion-white fingertips gliding across the end of her brow, caressing it back and forth, following the curve of her brow. She lowered her eyelashes slightly, seemingly casually glancing at the wrinkles at the hem of her dress, but in reality, she was using her palm to cover her eyes to secretly observe Song Linsheng's expression.
She hoped he would agree, but was also afraid that he would agree without hesitation.
Agreeing to it would naturally satisfy Wen Yu's wishes, but if he agreed immediately, it would seem that his previous worries and avoidance were false, and he would become a little indifferent.
What kind of strange thought was this? Wen Yu frowned secretly. They say wood and stone have no feelings, but she was just a phoenix tree, yet she could have such strange emotions. When she returned to the Eastern Heaven Palace, she would definitely show off to her master and Chi Huangjun.
Who says wood is heartless?
Wen Yu still maintained the posture of stroking her eyebrows, waiting for Song Linsheng's answer.
After waiting for quite a while, I wondered what Song Linsheng was thinking. A wisp of air swirled between them, and Wen Yu's ears moved, as if she could hear the sound of dust swaying in the air.
Just when she thought Song Linsheng was politely rejecting her through silence, he slowly opened his mouth and said carefully, "That's possible..."
"only--"
"It's just that there are many men in the government office, almost as many as in the Song residence. Madam Wenyu is a girl, so I'm afraid it will be very inconvenient..."
Wen Yu closed his eyes and without even thinking, he could imitate Song Linsheng's tone and speak out his thoughts and ideas. The expression in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows was really about 70% similar to Song Linsheng, mainly because he had imitated his aura 100%.
“…”
Song Linsheng seemed to be choked by Wen Yu's words. The corners of his lips curled up, the corners of his eyes turned up, and his face looked a bit helpless.
He originally thought that most of the officials in the government office were reckless men, and was afraid of offending Madam Wen Yu. However, she spoke so frankly and was so sincere and lovely that he didn't know what to say.
He had no reason to refuse, not to mention that Madam Wenyu was not someone who could be persuaded with just a few words. Song Linsheng breathed a sigh of relief. He followed the etiquette and was bound not to live under the same roof with Madam Wenyu.
But now that things have happened for a reason, it should be possible to arrange it this way... right?
In his heart, he couldn't think of any words to refute.
At this moment, Wen Yu's voice sounded again at the right time——
"Don't worry! I'm not from Jiangyang, I don't care about those empty statements!"
Seeing Song Linsheng's expression showing signs of softening, Wen Yu decided to strike while the iron was hot. She reached out and grabbed Song Linsheng's sleeves, shaking them back and forth, as if to imply that she would not stop until he agreed.
"Besides, don't you live with us in the government office? Since you are here, what else do we have to worry about?"
Song Linsheng was the prefect of Jiangyang Prefecture. Who would dare to disrespect her and Lady Zhibai? Wen Yu was overjoyed. Now he had no reason to refuse.
Song Linsheng half-closed his eyes, concealing the expression in his eyes. He looked down and saw Wen Yu pulling at the half of his sleeve through the fabric.
Wen Yu's knuckles were beautiful, like finely carved white jade, with the lustrous luster of jade and the sheen of blood. Song Linsheng watched from the side, unable to help but think of how they had held each other's hands yesterday, running through the streets together.
His heart was beating like a drum and his breathing became faster. His beating young heart seemed to be about to jump out of his chest. The silent atmosphere around him made his heartbeat clearly audible.
He wanted to put his hand over his heart, but then he realized it again. The sound was not like that of other objects, so how could he cover it up?
"Please! Just agree to it!" Wen Yu begged, and her hands were shaking Song Linsheng persistently, making his body sway slightly.
"Haven't we asked Lord Mu to help me find my brother? When I move to the government office, I can go with Lord Mu to look for him. It'll be helpful, right?"
In the end, Song Linsheng couldn't hold on any longer and was defeated.
"Okay, okay! If you want to go, go ahead! I'll ask Xiyan to move all your belongings to the government office."
Song Linsheng reluctantly freed his sleeve from Wen Yu's grasp, then stretched his hands out in front of him, smiling and waving his hands, admitting defeat. He couldn't stand Wen Yu's actions. He was afraid that if Wen Yu shook him a few more times, he would not only agree, but also pack up his belongings and move overnight for his wife Wen Yu.
However, Xiyan had previously reported that he had searched the entire Jiangyang Prefecture but couldn't find Madam Wenyu's brother, Master Wensong. He hadn't yet told Madam Wenyu about this...
"Yeah!" Wen Yu raised her hands above her head excitedly, stood up straight, and waved her hands to express her joy.
"Now all I have to do is pick up Lady Bai and go back to Jiangyang government office with me." Wen Yu muttered to himself as he began to arrange the subsequent matters.
Song Linsheng looked up at the sky. The light leaking from the hole in the sky began to weaken. It was probably past noon, and it would be sunset in a while.
"That's easy. Xiyan went to that temple when he sent his brother Ayuan back."
"Then we will just need Xiyan to lead the way and we will definitely find Lady Zhibai."
The light hit Song Linsheng's face, making it difficult for him to open his eyes. He smiled, his dimples looming, and it seemed that even the descending spring sun should not be underestimated.
Wen Yu saw that he had half-closed eyes, and followed Song Linsheng's gaze upwards. The pit was so deep that it would be a piece of cake for her to tell others to get out with her ability, but with the strength of the two of them, they couldn't get out. Coupled with Song Linsheng's words, Wen Yu was even more amused and helpless.
"Simple?"
“It’s easy to say, but it’s also hard to say.”
"After all, neither you nor I know when Xiyan will be able to rescue us from this foundation pit, right?"
Wen Yu stretched out a finger and waved it left and right in front of Song Linsheng's eyes, indicating to him that this matter was not simple.
Song Linsheng was stunned when he saw this, but then he understood. He smiled even more and his hair couldn't help but shake.
"Madam Wenyu, what you said is absolutely true!"
He clasped his hands together and bowed to Wen Yu, holding her willingly and joking with her.
Song Linsheng gathered his coat hem and quietly moved half an inch closer to Wen Yu. It was still early, and Madam Wen Yu seemed energetic, but with the sun setting and dusk on the riverbank, she'd inevitably want to rest for a while.
Then she can rely on him, Song Linsheng thought.
Moreover, if it is delayed until nightfall, it will be fine. But if it is delayed until nightfall, the river wind will be cold, and there will be the danger of the tide rising and falling, and the river water will backflow...
Even though Song Linsheng has such a calm personality, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
He did this for no other reason than that he was afraid that Madam Wen Yu would be cold.
Song Linsheng looked up at the edge of the pit, mentally measuring the height and estimating his chances of climbing out along the edge. Gradually, he became lost in thought...
The two of them snuggled together, and gusts of river breeze poured in from the hole above their heads, brushing against the ends of their hair.
When they were silent, a wave of fatigue quietly emerged, causing them to unconsciously empty their minds and bodies, and their reactions became slow...
Naturally, they did not notice that on the river beach not far from the foundation pit, half-human-high reeds swayed in the wind, covering up the traces of human figures behind them.
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