Bondage

The appearance of the person in front of him pretending to be calm but actually anxious made Shen Qianyu realize that Song Wan was just an ordinary girl.

His eyes showed gentleness: "It's not safe in the mountains. I will accompany the girl back to Shangjing by the small path. When I get to the gate of the city, I will find someone to drive the car."

Song Wan raised her head, her cheeks flushed and she nodded.

Although the path is long and winding, it is sparsely populated, and he did this to take care of her so that she would not be seen in public.

"Thank you father-in-law."

Shen Qianyu nodded and walked three or five steps ahead of Song Wan.

But as soon as he turned from the official road to the mountain road, Song Wan felt that it was not very good.

The soles of the girl's embroidered shoes are thin and soft, and she has never left the back house since she was born, even if she occasionally visited Beppu or somewhere as a guest, she only walked around the garden paved with white jade bricks. Not gone.

Song Wan never knew that the mountain road was so painful, and the pain caused a little sweat on her face.

"But tired?"

Shen Qianyu was quite surprised when he heard the light and slow footsteps of the people behind him.

He had never seen anyone walking the mountain road like this.

Her back was straight and her steps were slow, and even the earbuds she wore on the top of the mountain only swayed slightly.

The girl's figure is graceful and elegant, her graceful and graceful appearance is very incompatible with this barren mountain and wild land.

Shen Qianyu only felt that the scene in front of him was strange, and there was an inexplicable disharmony.

For some reason, a woman like Song Wan suddenly appeared in his heart, who is only suitable to stay in a magnificent embroidery room, away from the rich and noble place where the bead curtains are gentle, she will wither and die like a famous flower. idea.

"Not tired."

Song Wan smiled softly at Shen Qianyu, and Shen Qianyu couldn't help smiling when she saw that her cheeks and nose were flushed from exhaustion.

Knowing that she has a strong temper, Shen Qianyu stood aside and waited for others to follow quietly.

He slowed down the rest of the road, walking slowly on the mountain following Song Wan's pace.

The journey back to the city was supposed to take three or four hours, but the two of them walked for an hour and hadn't walked out of the barren mountain.

Shen Qianyu walked slowly ahead, feeling that this journey was more difficult than returning to Shangjing from Nanqing.

It was getting dark, and the two of them had just reached the foot of the mountain. Because of the long detours of the two of them, they didn't actually walk much.

Shen Qianyu looked at the pale Song Wan, and sighed lightly: "There is a dilapidated house in front, go and have a rest?"

Song Wan looked up: "Haven't you reached the city gate yet?"

Shen Qianyu shook his head, without saying a word, he led her directly to the broken house.

For example, an aristocratic girl like Song Wan will definitely take a car when traveling, not only that, she will also be greeted and served by several women in front of and behind her. There are not many opportunities for "the expensive feet stepping on the cheap" like today.

He knew that he couldn't blame Song Wan, so he walked quickly to the dilapidated house, took off his outer shirt and spread it on the floor.

"Sit down, I'll go pick up some firewood nearby."

There is a strong wind in the mountains, so he is fine, but Song Wan, such a delicate golden branch and jade leaf, is afraid that if he sweats and blows the wind, he will fall down, and he will be even more troublesome at that time.

"Thank you father-in-law."

The girl's voice was like a mosquito, and Shen Qianyu didn't look up, for fear that seeing her embarrassed appearance would make her feel ashamed.

Walking out of the dilapidated wooden house, Shen Qianyu only picked up some firewood where Song Wan could see it, and came back soon.

When he came back, he saw that Song Wan had simply cleaned up the surrounding area, and his clothes were neatly folded aside, Shen Qianyu's lips curled up when he saw this.

An aristocratic daughter, she lived up to her reputation.

"My husband is on fire."

Song Wan watched curiously as he took out the fire bag from his pocket, and rubbed the dead leaves into fluff.

Except for the occasional maid lighting a fire in the small kitchen in the past, this was the first time she saw a fire like this.

Shen Qianyu lit the velvet and threw it into the pile of dead branches in front of him, and slowly added firewood to it when he saw the fire rising.

When the flames lit up, Song Wan sat beside him in a daze, not knowing what he was planning.Shen Qianyu glanced at it and turned away.

He was lowering his head to add wood to the fire when he suddenly saw a fingernail-sized pearl on the ground.

Picking it up with a frown, the man stared carefully, and suddenly remembered something, he looked towards Song Wan.

Song Wan was turning sideways in a daze, Shen Qianyu looked at her from top to bottom, and suddenly frowned when she saw a pair of embroidered shoes she was showing.

"you……"

Shen Qianyu made a sound, and Song Wan followed his line of sight, only to see that the embroidered shoes on his feet had already been worn out by the stones on the mountain road.

The outer ring of the moon-white embroidered shoes was broken, and there were reddish-brown blood stains on the edge.

The bloodstain was black all around and bright red in the middle, which was rather glaring.

Although she knew that the person in front of her was a servant in the palace, Song Wan was also inexplicably shy. She hurriedly retracted her feet and covered her toes with the hem of her skirt.

"Tsk, why are you so cute..."

The man stood up helplessly, walked to Song Wan and squatted down, Song Wan shrank back in shock, but was pulled back by Shen Qianyuxu.

"No wonder you walk so slowly, why don't you say you're injured?"

Although the two had been in contact in the past, but they have never been so close today, Song Wan's eyes showed uneasiness, and a trace of timidity appeared on his face.

"What are you hiding from?"

Shen Qianyu stretched out his hand, but Song Wan kept hiding back.

"What are you afraid of? I'm a servant, what else can I do to you?"

She is so delicate and raucous, is it possible that she wants to spend the night on the mountain?

Shen Qianyu squatted down with his back to Song Wan: "Come up, if you hang on, you won't be able to go back to Shangjing in the future."

"Eunuch doesn't have to..."

Shen Qianyu stood up, hugged the person horizontally, and ran down the mountain quickly.

If you want him to say that these noble girls are smart, they are smart, but the trouble is really troublesome.

Acting coyly but not talking, and not knowing how to adapt.

However, it is puzzling to walk a mountain road and get out of Shangdao Mountain.

The man was tall, but his steps were unusually steady. Song Wan felt ashamed when he realized that he had put his arms slightly across his chest, deliberately keeping the distance between him and himself.

It's really... ashamed for someone to take such trouble to take care of her after saving her.

Song Wan closed her eyes to prevent herself from dying of shame, while Shen Qianyu walked steadily along the path with her arms in his arms.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Shen Qianyu slowly stopped.

"There's someone ahead."

This place is approaching the outskirts of Beijing, but now there are three or five people holding lanterns and looking for something.

"It's my brother."

"Are you sure?"

"Ah."

Shen Qianyu put the person down, Song Wan blushed and said: "The lantern has the marks of me and elder brother on it, he came to look for me."

"The women of Chengyanghou's Mansion should have returned to the city long ago. If they haven't heard from you, Song Fu should know about it."

It's just that she is a woman and it's not easy to make public, so she can only send three or five people in disguise to inquire.

"Go and find your brother, I'll watch you here."

Song Wan nodded and said in a low voice: "Thank you for saving me today, father-in-law, if there is a future..."

"You and I don't say anything about the future."

He said exactly the same thing a few days ago.

He casually straightened Song Wan's crooked gait, Shen Qianyu said: "Go."

"I still want to thank my father-in-law."

Song Wan blushed and turned to Shen Qianyufu, and after saluting, she slowly walked towards Song Fu.

Seeing Song Wan, the paleness on Song Fu's face slowly dissipated.He pursed his lips tightly and went forward to support Song Wan, and Heng Zhiheng Wu also came over crying with a lantern.

Both of them were wearing servant clothes, neither dared to call Song Wan's name, nor dared to make too much noise.

Let the mother-in-law drive the carriage to Song Wan, and Heng Zhiheng Wu helped him into the carriage.

The carriage left, Song Fu suddenly turned around and looked in the direction where Song Wan came back, for some reason, he always felt that Song Wan did not come back alone.

There was no sound in the darkness, Song Fu frowned slightly and then left.

He didn't know that there was Shen Qianyu who was already paralyzed lying on the ground.

Shen Qianyu was breathing heavily with his arms spread out, and after a long, long time, he let out a long sigh of relief: "What happened to me today is like a trip to the Dongchang torture hall..."