Chapter 51 "It won't be cold this way!"...
Wen Yu was stunned, and only met Song Linsheng's gaze with the whorl of hair on her head.
Song Linsheng stared at her round head and couldn't help feeling a little shy.
She must have sensed something was amiss, right? How could he back off without offending Madam Wenyu?
No matter what, he couldn't embarrass Madam Wen Yu...
Besides, he... he didn't know what to do.
When it comes to studying, discussing philosophy, lecturing on scriptures, and taking exams, Song Linsheng is a leader among the aristocratic children of Shangdu City. No matter what kind of literary examination, he always takes the lead and wins first place.
But those books and classics never taught him how to deal with his budding and uncontrollable heart.
Song Linsheng's throat moved slightly as he swallowed imperceptibly. Just as he was racking his brains to think of what to do, Wen Yu spoke first.
"Song Linsheng, you must be very cold, right?"
…
This was so unexpected that it caught Song Linsheng completely off guard. Madam Wen Yu...why would she suddenly say this? He was completely baffled, completely losing his usual composure.
As soon as Wen Yu finished speaking, without waiting for Song Linsheng to reply, she grabbed the outer robe from her shoulders, put her hands around her shoulders and spread it out, then threw herself into Song Linsheng's arms, grabbed the collar with both hands and went around behind Song Linsheng.
The outer robe tightly wrapped Wen Yu and Song Linsheng together. The heat from under the outer robe instantly spread throughout Song Linsheng's body. In front of him was the warm body temperature of Madam Wen Yu, and Song Linsheng suddenly felt his whole body getting hot.
"It won't be cold this way! Don't be afraid!"
Wen Yu tightened her arms around Song Linsheng's back. She felt incredibly clever and sharp-witted. This was a great idea; it would keep both of them warm!
She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, feeling somewhat smug. This was the best of both worlds. If she went back and told her master about it, he would surely praise her profusely.
“…”
Song Linsheng's entire body was frozen, not daring to move. This was...
He thought Madam Wenyu would jump up in panic, turn around and hide from him; or she would make an incoherent explanation, saying that she was just frightened and acted like that; or...
He imagined countless possibilities in his mind, but the only thing he had never thought of was that Madam Wen Yu would be like this—
He was only worried about whether he would be cold or not. The distinction between men and women, the ancestral rituals, were not as important to Madam Wenyu as him...
Song Linsheng lowered his eyes and slowly moved his gaze downward. He could only see the fluffy hair on Wen Yu's head.
Unlike the past, Madam Wenyu's hair bun today was more delicate. Unlike Jiang Yang's fashionable style, it was somewhat similar to the way it looked when the two of them first met in Houchun Mountain.
He and Madam Wen Yu were now very close, and Song Linsheng was afraid that his weak heartbeat would reach Wen Yu's ears. He was still thinking in his mind, but his body involuntarily moved back half an inch.
"Don't move! I've finally warmed up, don't let all the heat escape!"
Song Linsheng had just made some movement when Wen Yu interrupted him.
Wen Yu couldn't understand why she was moving so much when she was just feeling a little warmer. But she wouldn't blame Song Linsheng, at most she'd say a few words in her mind, and she quickly put her doubts behind her.
She tightened her arms again, pulled the retreating Song Linsheng back, and held him in her arms.
Song Linsheng pulled her and she staggered, her body growing stiffer. He slowed his breathing, nodded, and looked at Wen Yu. Seeing that her expression remained unchanged and composed, she finally closed her eyes.
Perhaps influenced by Wen Yu's calming aura, Song Linsheng slowly relaxed. He let out a long sigh, his entire body wrapped in the outer robe.
He tentatively pulled his arms out of Wen Yu's embrace, his movements gentle and slow, not as stiff as before. After pulling his arms out, he put his arms around Wen Yu with his backhand, letting Wen Yu lean her weight on him.
"I just dreamed that the tide was rising and it completely drowned me..."
Wen Yu still closed her eyes, snuggled into Song Linsheng's arms, and murmured.
Upon hearing this, Song Linsheng patted Wen Yu's back gently, helping her to calm down and soothe her emotions just like he did just now.
"Don't be afraid. It's about 12:00 now. Even if the tide is about to rise, it's still early."
There is still time if Xiyan can arrive.
But he was indeed a little nervous, and Song Linsheng couldn't help but look up.
However, he would not tell this to Madam Wenyu, otherwise she would be scared again. She had just had a nightmare, so why should he add to her troubles?
Song Linsheng looked towards the cave entrance and began to wonder if he could get Madam Wen Yu out if he stood up straight and carried her on his shoulders.
Song Linsheng frowned slightly, feeling rather embarrassed. Logically, he should have stood up to see if the rock face was slippery, whether it was possible to climb, and whether there was any possibility of getting out.
only……
He lowered his head and gazed deeply at the person in his arms. In just a moment, he already began to yearn for this warm embrace, not wanting to give in even a little, not wanting to leave for even a moment...
"Wait a little longer. It's getting late. If neither you nor I return home, Xiyan will definitely bring someone to look for us."
Song Linsheng said this with a guilty conscience, purely to comfort Madam Wen Yu. Although washing the inkstone was done properly, it was often done carelessly.
Once, when he was in Shangdu, he went out to discuss sutras and doctrines with a group of young men from aristocratic families in the East Garden. Before leaving, his brother repeatedly reminded him to bring an umbrella and wash his inkstone.
But summer weather was unpredictable. When he left, the sky was clear and the sun was blazing. By the time he emerged from the East Garden, a strong wind and thunderstorm had begun. He had forgotten about his rain gear, so the two of them had to return to the carriage under the drizzle, both drenched.
Xiyan was nearly punished by his brother because of this, and it was all thanks to him that he stopped him. They were of similar age, Xiyan was even a year younger, but they were both teenagers...
Later, Xiyan finally did his job more properly, but there is always a chance of error.
Song Linsheng's brows twitched slightly, but he must not choose to make that "one mistake out of a hundred" today.
"Washing the inkstone... You can't wash the inkstone in that pool of water. You've been washing your brush all day..."
Wen Yu's voice was unhappy, she lacked interest, and her spirit in speaking was also a little weaker.
She had already made up her mind to wait for him for another half an hour. If he didn't come, she would knock Song Linsheng unconscious and carry him back to the Song residence. She couldn't let him freeze like this.
Song Linsheng didn't answer. A trace of worry etched itself between his brows, giving his jade-white face a delicate beauty. He raised his hand and gently patted Wen Yu's back, not sure if he was trying to comfort her or ease his own worries.
For a while, neither of them spoke a word, and the night became quiet again, with only the chirping of insects occasionally breaking the silence.
"Song Linsheng, did you hear any sound?"
Wen Yu closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep. She was a little dazed. Between half asleep and half awake, she suddenly spoke and said something nonsensical.
"Um?"
Song Linsheng replied softly, but he was completely confused. He listened intently for a moment before replying, "Just some insects chirping, nothing else."
Wen Yu spoke, but her body remained motionless. She didn't need to eat and sleep like ordinary people. Since entering the mansion, she had followed Song Linsheng's schedule, but in just a few days, she had become increasingly lazy.
At this hour, I didn't even want to move. I just wanted to sleep.
"No, there is a sound. Listen, it's getting closer and closer..." Wen Yu muttered, trying her best to distinguish with Song Linsheng, but she was too lazy to even lift her eyelids, and still leaned against Song Linsheng with her eyes closed.
…
Song Linsheng couldn't understand what was going on, but since Madam Wenyu had said so, there must be a reason for it. Song Linsheng had complete faith in Wenyu, so he calmed down and focused, carefully distinguishing the sounds around him.
"Take a rest on Shangsi—return home as soon as possible—"
A strong male voice echoed on the river beach. The loud voice was carried far away by the river wind and reached Song Linsheng's ears.
There is indeed a sound!
Song Linsheng was overjoyed, but he still tried his best to suppress it, wanting to confirm it first. Just when he wanted to listen again, the voice rang out again -
"Take a rest on Shangsi—return home as soon as possible—"
Someone is calling the night watchman's call!
Song Linsheng could hear clearly now that there were indeed people on night patrol. He thought that the whole city would be resting today and no one would come out to patrol and shout calls!
Song Linsheng was overjoyed. He waited for the voice to get closer before calling out, "Is anyone there? Please help me."
"Help me—"
The wind carried Song Linsheng's hoarse cry, sending the message for help far away, and soon attracted the night watchman. However, when the man reached the entrance of the foundation pit and looked inside, everyone inside and outside was a little surprised.
"Master Song!"
"Mu's experience?"
Through the darkness of the night, Song Linsheng saw a pair of eyes emerging from the cave entrance, and strands of hair that slid down when he lowered his head, covering half of his face. But from the voice, he could easily identify that the person was Mu Jingli.
Mu Jingli's calm eyes seemed to be filled with surprise at this moment.
Soon, the sound of footsteps was heard from above, as if a lot of people were gathering around. The torches held high in their hands instantly shone into the dark and buzzing bottom of the foundation pit, making it warm and bright, as if it were daytime.
"Why is Mu Jingli here?"
"Master Song! Why is it you?"
After they recovered from their momentary shock, they spoke together in tacit understanding.
Song Linsheng had originally thought it was the night watchman on patrol outside the city, and was a little surprised. As usual, when the whole city was resting, the night watchmen didn't have to go out to work, but he didn't expect the visitor to be Mu Tongjing.
While he was filled with relief and joy at being saved, he couldn't help but think of another thing. It really was... fate brought us together, wasn't it?
interesting.
"Let's not talk about this for now. There'll be plenty of time to talk later!"
"I'll rescue you first!"
Mu Tong from above called out, and the followers behind him hurriedly moved and slowly threw a rope ladder down from the cave entrance.
Mu Tong saw his men fixing the rope ladder on a huge rock a little further away, and then tested its firmness with his own hands, then he was the first to go down the rope ladder into the foundation pit.
It was unknown how long Lord Song would stay here, so he would better go down and take a look first.
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