Chapter 64: Song Linsheng is coming soon.
It was a ring-shaped open jade ring with intricate patterns on it, seemingly in the shape of some kind of leaf. The veins and roots were clearly visible, and it was obvious at first glance that it was an extraordinary piece.
A faint green light lingered in the center of the jade ring, and it was getting stronger and stronger. Wen Yu estimated that the time was almost up, and his heart began to relax.
She gestured to Zhibai to lean on her and rest for a while. Facing Zhibai's slightly puzzled gaze, Wen Yu slowly closed her eyes.
Song Linsheng is coming soon.
The scene of last night unfolded slowly before Wen Yu's eyes like a scroll.
Guan'an Lane, Song Residence.
"Song Linsheng!"
Wen Yu took a few steps and suddenly turned back, calling out to Song Linsheng's back in a hurry.
Hearing the sound, he quickly turned around and looked at Wen Yu across the steps, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Wen Yu ran up the stone steps with her skirt lifted up and stood beside Song Linsheng.
"Here! Song Linsheng, this is for you."
Wen Yu opened her palm, and a ring-shaped green Su jade ring was lying in her fair palm, with yellow buds hanging underneath, making the jade ring look even more watery and moist.
"Jade is the most spiritual stone and can protect its owner from disasters."
Seeing that Song Linsheng was holding Ayuan in both hands and had no hands free to take it, Wen Yu simply passed the jade ring through Song Linsheng's belt and tied it tightly.
She couldn't help it for a moment and patted the jade ring out of habit.
"Take this with you, and follow the light of the jade to find me."
Wen Yu took out another identical jade ring and waved it in his hand.
"This one is mine. As long as this jade ring is here, it will keep both of us safe and sound."
In fact, these twin jade rings were originally a pair, and they were magic weapons she collected in the Temple of Spring.
As long as two people wear them separately, they can know each other's position according to the reaction of the jade ring.
Song Linsheng is a mortal and may not understand, but it doesn’t matter. As long as she can know Song Linsheng’s safety through this jade ring, it will be fine.
Wen Yu was thinking in her mind, and without waiting for Song Linsheng to reply, she turned around and went down the stone steps again.
"Be sure to wear it properly and don't take it off at will!"
Wen Yu's greeting faded away with the wind, and Song Linsheng could only see the wisps of her black hair flying...
Outside Jiangyang City, Hou Tu Temple.
The room was extremely quiet, without a single sound of wind. The heavy smell of earth surrounded Wen Yu's nose.
The broken statue of Hou Tu Niangniang was hidden under the dust of mud and tiles, quietly accompanying Wen Yu and Zhi Bai.
There was a "click" sound, as if it was a stone rolling outside the yard.
Following this sound, there was soon a knock on the door. The sound was neither hurried nor slow, but quite steady.
Perhaps Xiyan had returned with the children? Although Song Linsheng was coming soon, he wouldn't be this soon. He might be a little later.
"Xiyan, why are you knocking on the door at this time..." Wen Yu dragged her weak voice and hurriedly called out, "Just push the door open and come in..."
The person outside seemed stunned for a moment and did not respond immediately. After a while, a man's voice came through the door.
"I just don't know if it's convenient? Madam Wenyu? Are you and Madam Zhibai in there?"
Wen Yu suddenly opened her eyes, Song Linsheng?
Song Linsheng's voice penetrated through the door. Unlike his usual clear voice, his voice at this moment was like boiling hot tea, bubbling, emitting not the fragrance of tea, but anxiety.
"Song...Rinsheng!"
Wen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, as if the energy she had been holding on to could finally be let go.
The fabric rubbed against the threshold, making a rustling sound. It came from the door and moved towards Wen Yu and the others.
Song Linsheng didn't even look at the statue of Hou Tu. He hurriedly walked around it and followed the sound to look for Wen Yu.
The sight was of Wen Yu and Zhi Bai Niangzi leaning against each other. A half-dried bloodstain on the ground crept up the hem of Wen Yu's azure skirt, staining a large area of her dress.
At this moment, her eyes were meeting Song Linsheng's, filled with unadulterated joy and exhaustion that was difficult to conceal.
"Wenyu!"
Song Linsheng exclaimed in surprise, unlike his usual calm demeanor, and he also threw away the courtesy and etiquette that he always remembered. There was shock and anger in his voice, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.
He stepped forward quickly and came in front of Wen Yu like flying. The green jade ring hanging on his waist hung steadily, swaying from side to side with his steps.
Song Linsheng squatted down beside Wen Yu and gently held her in his arms.
Beside her, Lady Zhibai wasn't in much better shape, covered in even more blood than Lady Wenyu. Her face was pale, devoid of any color, and at this moment, she was cradling her swollen belly with both hands.
Song Linsheng was startled, and at this moment he didn't care about the precautions between men and women, let alone avoid it.
"Wenyu! Wenyu! How did you end up like this?"
If he had known earlier, he should not have let Madam Wen Yu and Xi Yan come alone. Although he didn't know what happened, if he had gone with them, he would definitely protect Madam Wen Yu with his body and not let her get hurt!
"I've told you so many times in the past that you don't have to be so polite." Wen Yu's voice was very soft, but there was a faint smile on her face, and her words became playful. "You refused to listen even if I gritted my teeth."
"She kept calling me Madam Wenyu, Madam Wenyu..."
"How come today... I suddenly changed my mind... cough..."
Wen Yu talked too much and was choked by the cold air. He kept coughing and couldn't stop.
A suspicious blush crept up Song Linsheng's ears as Wen Yu spoke, making his face flushed pink.
He raised his hand and patted Wen Yu's back to calm her down, then swallowed inexplicably and said with difficulty: "Today is today, the past is the past, today is different from the past..."
What is he talking about?
Song Linsheng paused, not knowing why his words had completely lost their logic and he kept repeating them in a mess.
He turned his head away and changed the subject forcefully, trying to put the matter behind him.
"Where are you hurt? How did you get hurt? I'll take you back to see the wound!"
Wen Yu was caught off guard by his sudden change, but she herself had no idea what was going on. She just leaned on Song Linsheng's shoulder blankly, unable to respond for a while.
It was just that Zhi Bai Niangzi, who was standing by, saw it clearly and couldn't help laughing in her heart.
She had said before that just because Wen Yujun didn't understand now didn't mean she would never understand. Judging by Lord Song's attitude, it looked like the day when Wen Yujun's demonic ways would be broken wasn't far off...
"I'm fine, I..."
"You're still saying you're fine? How can someone be fine covered in blood?"
Song Linsheng spoke in a rush, abruptly splitting Wen Yu's sentence into two parts.
"I'm really fine. This blood is from Lady Zhibai." Wen Yu supported herself on the ground with both hands, trying to break free from Song Linsheng's arms. "Lady Zhibai is frightened, and her fetal heart rate is unstable. She needs to be sent back to the palace to see a doctor immediately."
Song Linsheng then remembered that when he met Ayuan at the door before, he also said that it was Sister Zhibai who was bleeding. He breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried too much.
I really feel ashamed of Zhi Bai Niangzi.
"Mrs. Zhibai, are you okay? Can you still walk? Let's go back home now."
Now that Chen Mian is in prison, nothing must happen to Lady Zhibai and her unborn child.
Originally, he discussed with Wen Yu to take Zhi Bai Niangzi to Jiangyang Prefecture to be raised, but now it seems that it would be more appropriate to place her in the Song residence first.
"Or I can go back first and arrange for someone to bring the bicycle frame."
Zhibai was a little weak, but otherwise fine. He thought of Wenyu's healing, and gazed at her with gratitude.
She shook her head. She was not familiar with Lord Song, but according to Chen Mian's position in the government office, Song Linsheng was still Chen Mian's immediate superior.
"Master Song, I'm fine. It's just that Madam Wenyu was overworked trying to save me. She's a little dizzy and needs more rest."
"Save... you?"
Song Linsheng knew that Madam Wenyu had arrived before him precisely for Madam Zhibai, but Madam Wenyu...
"Wenyu...Madam, when did you...learn about medicine?"
She really gave people surprises again and again. Song Linsheng felt that Wen Yu was the most intelligent woman in the world.
Wen Yu's eyes rolled around under her long eyelashes, and she couldn't help but pout, feeling quite guilty.
It’s just that the healing technique is difficult, but making up stories is not. Wen Yu closed his eyes and boasted confidently.
"It's working! It's working perfectly!"
If healing skills are also counted, then she is not only proficient in medical theory, she can also tell fortunes, turn stones into gold, practice cultivation and ascend to heaven, and become a god by asking for the Tao.
Wen Yu's thoughts went further and further, and he almost couldn't stop.
"You are so frail. I will treat you next time I have time."
"cough!"
Song Lin suddenly made Wen Yu choke, causing him to cough as well.
Wen Yu's cough, which had just stopped, was continued by Song Linsheng.
His face was flushed red, as if blood was about to ooze out. The green veins on his forehead were faintly visible, sinking into his temples until they disappeared.
What exactly makes him "so thin"?
In Song Linsheng's eyes, although he was a little thin, he was definitely not "thin".
But I didn't expect that Wen Yu...my wife actually thought this way...
Ahem, it seems that after this matter is settled, he still needs to strengthen his body.
After all, he is a man of his twenties, how could he let Madam Wen Yu feel that he was weak... The more Song Linsheng thought about it, the more embarrassed he became, and in the end he was speechless.
He is not thin at all!
Seeing that he couldn't stop coughing, Wen Yu imitated his previous posture and helped him to breathe. Although she didn't understand why, she still said comfortingly, "It's okay! It's okay!"
"So... this Houtu Temple... is where my brother Ayuan rests..."
Song Linsheng turned his head away, trying to change the subject in a hurry.
When I came in just now, I was only concerned about the injuries of Madam Wenyu and Madam Zhibai, and didn't take a good look at the Houtu Temple.
Decline, silence——
This was Song Linsheng's first impression of Houtu Temple. He had not been in Jiangyang for a long time, and the Houtu Temple no longer had the glory it had when he was young.
Those prosperous scenes with people coming and going and smoke curling up, the lively scenes of men and women praying, and young and old walking together, seem to have never existed and no one remembers them anymore.
Instead, there are broken statues and cracked roofs. In the eyes of younger children like Ayuan, Hou Tu Temple is just a "ruined temple outside the city."
An inexplicable sadness arose in Song Linsheng's heart. In the past, when his father was still working in Jiangyang, it was not as desolate and decadent as it is now. The Tongzhi at that time was not the current Lord Jia.
"It's not just Brother Yuan, all his sisters and brothers live here."
Wen Yu continued, "This place is crowded and damp." Wen Yu looked around and could guess what Song Linsheng was thinking without asking.
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