Spring Drunk Chang'an

"It's my fault. It's all my fault, Lai Yurou. You burned my whole family to death. You will be punished, my son..." Grandma Hua murmured, tears streaming down her face.

"I'm going to kill you. I'm going to tell you what happened back then!" Her face, burning like a ghost, was hideous, sometimes repentant, sometimes vicious. After a moment, she shook her head desperately, "No, no, Nanzhu is still in her hands!"

"My granddaughter, this is the only bloodline I have left!"

"I can't say it, I can't say it!"

She muttered like crazy, not even taking her belongings with her, and hurriedly ran out of the back door of Yuantan Temple.

disappeared.

-

After Liu Changan accompanied Shi Xiaoyue to burn incense, he went back to the kitchen in the backyard, wanting to look for Grandma Hua again.

Still to no avail.

Liu Changan's expression was inevitably a little depressed.

Shi Xiaoyue looked at her worriedly. After a moment, her eyes suddenly lit up and she smiled sweetly, "Sister Chang'an, let me take you to Lingxiang Valley. The scenery there is very beautiful."

"There are waterfalls and secluded pools. When I was at Yuantan Temple, whenever I missed home and my mother, I would go there to relax!"

“Look at the flowers, the birds, the clouds, and you’ll feel better.”

I will take you to my secret valley and share my joy with you. Please don’t be unhappy, okay?

Shi Xiaoyue's eyes were bright and round, and he was looking forward to seeing her.

Liu Chang'an suddenly felt warm in his heart, his eyes slightly raised, and his gaze moved, as if spring water had just melted.

"Okay, thank you, Xiaoyue!" She smiled.

Warm and gentle.

Shi Xiaoyue raised her lips slightly and smiled a small smile.

She pulled Liu Chang'an and they returned to the carriage. She instructed Xiong Zhen to spur the horse and head up the mountain along the path behind Yuantan Temple.

After about two quarters of an hour, they arrived at a narrow canyon. The three of them abandoned the car and walked slowly, strolling as they went. After passing the narrowest part, the view in front of them suddenly opened up.

In early spring, a thin mist lingers, as if a veil covering the earth. A breeze blows, the green willows are like water, and the fragrance of grass and trees fills the air.

Refreshing.

The stream is gurgling and crystal clear, fish are swimming freely, occasionally jumping out of the water, stirring up ripples. The rocks beside the stream are covered with moss, which is lush and green, reflecting the rolling hills in the distance.

The magic of nature.

When they got here, Shi Xiaoyue felt as comfortable as if she was back home. She happily led Liu Changan for a walk here and there. After a while, they came to the waterfall. She smiled and was about to say something.

Sudden……

“Ahhhh!!!” A loud and old female voice screamed, “Young Master!”

Then, a huge black shadow flew over their heads at a very fast speed and plunged into the water under the waterfall at an angle.

There was a loud 'plop' sound, splashing a lot of water.

Liu Changan's skirt was wet.

Shi Xiaoyue's face was also covered in water, and her lips turned pale with fright.

Xiong Zhen was alert, standing in front of the two men and drawing his sword with one hand.

Something that had sunk into the pool of water was bubbling, as if it was about to float up.

Liu Changan patted his chest in panic and leaned over to look.

What was that thing that just fell?

It has wings and looks like a giant bird at first glance, but how big a bird would it have to be to create so much water splashing?

Is there a bird in the world as big as three people?

She was thinking, but before she could come up with an answer, she saw a figure running down the cliff path above the waterfall, dust and smoke billowing, "Master, this old slave's master!"

"Please don't die! You didn't come here to commit suicide. It would be so unfair if you died!"

The man ran and shouted, tears streaming down his face as he reached the edge of the pond.

Liu Changan took a closer look and found it was an acquaintance, "Nanny Ji?"

It was the wet nurse who loyally saved Liu Yu when he tried to commit suicide by the river last time.

Nanny Ji was sobbing and wailing. Upon hearing this, she turned around and said, "Liu, Miss Liu? It's you again?"

"What a coincidence! My young master committed suicide again!"

"It seems like he's going to succeed this time. Woohoo, I can't swim. What should I do?"

She cried so hard.

Liu Changan gave an awkward and impolite smile.

"I can swim!" Xiong Zhen said sullenly.

Upon hearing this, Nanny Ji knelt down on the ground without saying a word, crying and shouting, "Help me, brave man!"

Xiong Zhen looked at Shi Xiaoyue inquiringly.

Shi Xiaoyue was a little confused, but he understood that the one who fell from the cliff into the water was a human, not a monster.

Human life was at stake, and since she was a kind person, she quickly said, "Ah Zhen, go and save him."

"Yes!"

Xiong Zhen obeyed the order and, without even taking off his clothes, stuck his sword into the edge of the pool and jumped in, like a fierce bear entering the water. With outstretched arms, he reached the center of the pool and dived into it.

Soon, he emerged holding the thin Liu Yu in one arm.

Liu Yu was tied with a wet cloth, and there seemed to be bamboo strips on the cloth. It was no wonder that he sank so quickly when he fell into the water with such a heavy thing tied to him.

Xiong Zhen was also having a hard time swimming, with veins bulging on his arms and a ferocious look on his rough face. He climbed ashore with a vicious look and threw the man onto the grass.

"Young master, wake up, please wake up!" Nanny Ji skillfully pounced on him, pressed his stomach, pressed his stomach with her knees, and hammered his back.

This set of movements looks very familiar.

Liu Changan was silent.

Qingyun Temple's drowning rescue method was indeed effective. Liu Yu's thin body trembled, and he spit out water with a "wow", and his expression relaxed.

Nanny Ji heaved a sigh of relief, clasped her hands together and looked at Liu Changan, her eyes full of gratitude. "Miss Liu, long time no see. Thanks to your wonderful method, my young master is alive again."

"You are the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva."

"I've always wanted to thank you, but why did you leave last time?"

"I suddenly remembered something urgent." Liu Chang'an pursed his lips and prevaricated, then changed the subject. "Nanny Ji, it's cold today, and your young master is soaking wet. He should warm himself by the fire to avoid catching a cold."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Nanny Ji responded repeatedly.

Afterwards, he asked Xiong Zhen to carry Liu Yu to the leeward side of the stone wall, and the two of them went to collect firewood.

Shi Xiaoyue placed her hands on her knees and sat obediently on the stone, looking at Liu Yu curiously, "Sister Chang'an, do you recognize him?"

"Well, a weirdo who likes to commit suicide. I also saw him committing suicide last time!" Liu Chang'an said in a light tone, but his almond-shaped eyes stared at Liu Yu's face without blinking.

really……

"He looks a bit like you!" Shi Xiaoyue suddenly said, "The nose and lips are a bit similar."

“And the face shape.”

Liu Changan's heart skipped a beat, and he said calmly, "People are similar, right?"

Liu Yu doesn't look like her, but they both look like Song. It seems that her guess is somewhat accurate.

The identities of Liu Yu and Liu Wenbai are indeed different.

The eldest son who made Song sad, heartbroken, proud and loved might not be her biological son.

For a moment, Liu Changan didn't know whether to be happy or sad, and his hands were a little stiff.

Xiong Zhen and Nanny Ji came back after collecting firewood. They quickly started a fire and the blazing fire warmed Liu Yu's cold body.

half an hour.

He woke up slowly, and the first thing he said when he opened his eyes was, "Nanny, did I fly?"