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Chapter 294 The Clingy Song Wenjing Arrives

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window and onto the bed.

When Lin Xiaoxiao woke up, she saw that Song Wenjing was still holding her tightly, fast asleep.

As soon as she moved, Song Wenjing woke up and asked anxiously, "Where are you going?"

Lin Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "I'm going to see my daughter."

Upon hearing this, Song Wenjing immediately jumped out of bed, "I'll go with you."

Song Wenjing followed behind Lin Xiaoxiao, expressing his dissatisfaction.

“Your daughter is already fourteen or fifteen years old. She’s all grown up now, so you don’t need to worry about her too much.”

Lin Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at him. "No matter how old she gets, she's still our precious daughter."

The two arrived at their daughter's room and gently pushed open the door, only to find the bed neatly made and their daughter not inside.

"This girl, she went out so early?" Lin Xiaoxiao asked with some concern.

Song Wenjing, on the other hand, looked relaxed. "Maybe she went to see her master."

Lin Xiaoxiao was still a little uneasy and decided to go out and look for them.

Song Wenjing had no choice but to follow.

The two first went to the bamboo forest where their daughter's master often appeared.

From afar, they could see Song Yinuan holding a sword and earnestly practicing the moves with Mu Qian.

Lin Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief and was about to step forward when she heard her daughter say, "Master, my dad always treats me like a little kid. I'm all grown up now, and he still nags me every day."

The master laughed heartily, "He's just being affectionate towards you."

The daughter snorted, "I know, but sometimes she can be really nagging. But my mom is great; she cooks delicious food for me and doesn't meddle like my dad does."

Song Wenjing's face turned red and then white after hearing this.

Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't help but chuckle to herself, and pulled Song Wenjing around as they walked back.

"It seems our daughter has grown up and has her own ideas now," Lin Xiaoxiao joked.

"Hmph, daughters grow up and leave home," Song Wenjing sighed, feigning profundity.

"Alright, alright, let's go back and make some of our daughter's favorite pastries." Lin Xiaoxiao took Song Wenjing's arm, and the two slowly walked home.

Later, at Lin Xiaoxiao's request, Song Wenjing also became somewhat more restrained.

Just before this, Lin Xiaoxiao was strolling leisurely alone on a bustling street, wanting to wander around and relax.

But to my surprise, Song Wenjing somehow found out about it and insisted on going along.

Left with no other choice, Lin Xiaoxiao finally agreed to take him out with her.

When they arrived at the bustling market, Song Wenjing held Lin Xiaoxiao's soft, boneless hand tightly, refusing to let go for even a moment.

His bright, piercing eyes were like radar, always fixed on Lin Xiaoxiao, almost never shifting their gaze.

If any foolish man dared to glance at Lin Xiaoxiao, he would immediately retaliate with a fierce glare.

At the same time, he didn't forget to pull Lin Xiaoxiao closer into his warm embrace, as if this would protect her from any external interference.

Lin Xiaoxiao was both annoyed and amused. She couldn't help but scold, "Oh dear, you're exaggerating!"

I already promised you I would never suddenly disappear again!

However, Song Wenjing replied with a serious expression, even solemnly: "That won't do! You know, I went through countless hardships and used every ounce of strength to finally bring you back to my side!"

So, no matter who it is, even if it's the King of Heaven himself, don't even think about taking you away from under my nose again!

Although Song Wenjing spoke in a low voice, his firm and persistent tone still attracted the attention of passersby.

Everyone turned their heads at the same time, curiously looking in this direction.

When Lin Xiaoxiao felt everyone's gaze, she blushed deeply, her face turning bright red like a ripe apple, wishing she could disappear into the ground.

From then on, Lin Xiaoxiao made a contract with Song Wenjing.

That means you must restrain yourself in front of outsiders.

Upon hearing this, Song Wenjing immediately agreed in order to please Lin Xiaoxiao.

Lin Xiaoxiao stood in front of the mirror and inserted the last jade hairpin diagonally into her hair bun.

The bronze mirror reflected the helplessness on her brow, and the cicadas outside the window suddenly became noisy.

"Madam, Manager Meng is already waiting in the garden," the maid Cui'er whispered from outside the door.

Lin Xiaoxiao sighed softly, her fingertips tracing the stack of unfinished account books on the desk.

As Lin Xiaoxiao walked through the covered walkway, she saw her friend Meng Xiuyun leaning against the wisteria trellis from afar.

A corner of her moon-white dress was lifted by the wind, and the tassels on her hairpins swayed gently in the sunlight.

"Sister Xiuyun, what brings you here today?" Lin Xiaoxiao asked as she approached.

Then Meng Xiuyun smiled and unfurled the scroll in her hand: "I acquired a landscape painting a few days ago. I know Yutan loves it, so I specially brought it to him."

The two walked into the flower hall side by side, and Cui'er served them fragrant tea.

Just as Xiaoxiao's fingertips touched the edge of the painting, a loud "bang" suddenly came from outside the window.

Looking in the direction of the sound, a glimpse of a dark blue garment flashed behind the wolf-shaped pillar, followed by the crisp sound of porcelain shattering.

"Who's there?" Meng Xiuyun frowned and looked over.

Lin Xiaoxiao turned her head and suddenly saw a familiar jade thumb ring.

"Sister Xiuyun, don't worry."

She walked quickly to the pillar and saw Song Wenjing frantically cleaning up the broken pieces on the floor.

His dark blue brocade robe was stained with tea, and two wisteria petals were stuck in his hair. He was nowhere to be seen as the handsome and dashing man he usually was.

"Didn't you say you went to the military camp for drills today?" Lin Xiaoxiao was both annoyed and amused.

Song Wenjing's ears turned bright red, and she stammered, "I...I was just passing by when I heard a noise over here..."

"Just passing by?" Lin Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow.

Song Wenjing avoided looking at his toes, looking like a child caught red-handed.

Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered how earnest he looked a few days ago when he solemnly promised to curb his clingy habit, and couldn't help but soften her heart.

"Alright, since we're here, let's have some tea together." Lin Xiaoxiao turned to go back to the flower hall.

But Song Wenjing grabbed her wrist.

His palms were calloused, and his voice was tinged with grievance: "Xiao'er, I just... I just can't stop worrying about you."

Before Lin Xiaoxiao could answer, Meng Xiuyun's laughter suddenly came from behind her: "General Song's protectiveness towards his wife is quite enviable."

Song Wenjing looked embarrassed after hearing this, glancing at Lin Xiaoxiao from time to time, afraid of upsetting her.

Lin Xiaoxiao chuckled and coughed lightly, "Alright, stop teasing him."

The three sat down again, but the atmosphere became awkward.

Meng Xiuyun suddenly remembered something and said with a forced smile, "Remember how much you loved sugar figurines, Xiaoxiao? I ran into that sugar figurine maker at the market today..."

"Sugar figurines?" Song Wenjing fell for the trap as expected. "Does Xiao'er want some? I'll go buy some right now." Before he finished speaking, he rushed out of the flower hall, his dark blue figure creating a gust of wind in the corridor.

Meng Xiuyun finally couldn't help but laugh out loud: "General Song's skills are truly unmatched."

Lin Xiaoxiao watched the departing figure outside the window, a helpless smile playing on her lips.

As her fingers traced the love knot tied on her wrist with Song Wenjing's hand, she suddenly felt that this somewhat clumsy expression of care was more heartwarming than the full bloom of spring.