After picking up the White Cut Black Prince

In the blink of an eye, several days had passed. During these days, Huang Ruotang used the excuse that he had troubled Song Yusheng with Huang Jian's affairs, and always went to Yuhuitang to send some food to express his gratitude.

When summer came, she would either send some cakes, sour plums, mung bean soup, etc.

However, many times, if Song Yusheng was not there, Huang Ruotang could not even enter the door of Yuhui Hall. Therefore, later on, Huang Ruotang simply waited at the door of Yuhui Hall when Song Yusheng was on duty, and often talked to him for a word or two.

During this time, Song Yusheng mostly responded with a faint smile, which was the most appropriate behavior.
Song Yusheng's every move told Huang Ruotang that they were just cousins, but Huang Ruotang still pestered him and refused to give up.

From this aspect alone, she can be said to be loyal and tenacious.

But Song Yusheng never touched the food Huang Ruotang brought him. Most of it was thrown away by Wen Chu. Wen Chu was reluctant to waste the food, so he quietly went away to eat it alone. In the end, Song Yusheng didn't eat a single bite. Wen Chu ate it all.

At 3 p.m. that day, Huang Ruotang came to Yuhuitang again with the mung bean cakes she had made herself.

Wen Chu calculated the time and it was clear that there was still about an hour before Song Yusheng left. Why did Huang Ruotang come so early today?

Huang Ruotang was stopped at the door again. Wen Chu felt that Song Yusheng was too unkind. After all, people came to deliver food every day, and she was also his cousin, so why didn't he even let her in? Is there any treasure in his Yuhui Hall? Is it necessary to be so defensive?

Wen Chu and Chen Xiang were in the yard. She leaned close to Chen Xiang's ear and whispered, "Why don't you go and bring her cakes in? I ate all her cakes a few days ago, and I feel a little embarrassed to see her."

Chen Xiang looked at her in surprise and said, "Didn't the prince tell you to throw it away? How did it all end up in your stomach?"

"I just want to keep the things in good condition. It would be a pity to lose them."

Chenxiang thought about it and it was true. The prince would not eat it, but after all, it was made by the cousin with great effort, so it would be a pity to throw it away. There is a saying that is really true, the timid will die of starvation, and the bold will die of gluttony. Wen Chu is bold, so he can eat it secretly if he wants.

After hearing what Wen Chu said, Chenxiang went to see Huang Ruotang at the door.

Wen Chu could only see the two people talking to each other and he didn't know what they were talking about. Chenxiang soon came back to Wen Chu.

She said to Wen Chu, "This cousin said she came to look for you. Have you ever met her before?"

Wen Chu raised his voice, with a hint of surprise in his words, "Looking for me? Why are you looking for me? It can't be that the food she ate these days got into my stomach and she found out, right?"

Chen Xiang comforted her, "My cousin doesn't look like such a stingy person. Besides, even if you ate it, you don't have to be afraid. After all, if it doesn't go into your stomach, it will go into the dregs. It doesn't matter."

Wen Chu understood what Chen Xiang meant, "You are so good, Chen Xiang, calling me a scumbag!"

Chenxiang has become good friends with Wen Chu during this period of time. After all, in Yuhui Hall, she and Wen Chu are the only ones serving Song Yusheng. Wen Chu has a good temper and is heartless. He doesn't take anything to heart, so she naturally likes that.

Chen Xiang smiled and said, "Good girl, the cousin is still waiting outside, you should go quickly."

Wen Chu stopped making a fuss. Fearing that Huang Ruotang was getting anxious, he quickly went to the door to look for her.

Huang Ruotang was wearing a colorful embroidered bodice. When she saw Wen Chu coming, a smile appeared on her face.

She called out, "Miss Wen."

Huang Ruotang's voice was very gentle, like a gentle breeze when she spoke. Just listening to it made people feel comfortable.

Wen Chu was a little apprehensive. She said, "Miss, you are too polite. You can just call me Wen Chu."

Huang Ruotang said: "How can that be possible? You are my cousin's savior, so you should also be my savior. I should respect you."

Wen Chu felt even more terrified after hearing this. She said, "Miss cousin, you are embarrassing me by saying this!"

Although she didn't know Huang Ruotang's intention, she had a bad feeling.

As expected, she heard Huang Ruotang say, "Miss, can you please have a word with me? Last time, you asked me how to make this mung bean cake. I will explain it to you in detail today."

Wen Chu asked inexplicably, how to make mung bean cake? What the hell, when did she ask this question again? However, she glanced at the guards beside her, but they didn't seem to have any intention of stopping her, so she followed Huang Ruotang to the corner.

There is no such thing as mung bean cake. It is just Huang Ruotang's excuse. Huang Ruotang looked at Wen Chu and asked in a low voice: "From the tone of the girl's words, is it possible that she has not yet entered slavery?"

Huang Ruotang could see that although Wen Chu often used the word "humiliating" and her attitude was humble, from the tone of her voice, she did not act like a slave at all. She did not even have the basic etiquette of a slave. Which slave would be like her?
These things couldn't be simpler. Song Yusheng has always attached great importance to rules, but he allowed her to do this. What he was thinking was known to everyone.

She was always very accurate in judging people and things, and could tell that Wen Chu didn't seem to have any affection for Song Yusheng. Moreover, judging from her behavior and words, she was even a little afraid of him.

Wen Chu didn't know why Huang Ruotang suddenly asked about this. She was a little cautious and said, "My cousin is here to talk to me about this. What difference does it make if I am a slave or not? After all, I am a slave."

"No, there is a difference." Huang Ruotang stared at her with eyes as sharp as torches, as if she wanted to take in all of Wen Chu's eyes. She said, "If you are not a slave, then you can just run away. No one can do anything to you."

Huang Ruotang finally understood that Song Yusheng was a cold-hearted man, but he cared so much about Wen Chu. As long as Wen Chu was around, it would be even harder for her to get into Song Yusheng's heart. Although Wen Chu was now a maid, no one knew whether Song Yusheng would continue to let her be a maid in the future.

The summer breeze was gentle, carrying every word of Huang Ruotang's whisper into her ears.

Huang Ruotang's sudden words caught Wen Chu off guard. She thought of all the possibilities, but she never thought that she would say these words to her. Wen Chu was shocked, with a bit of solemnity in her eyes, "What do you mean by this, cousin?"

"What do you mean you don't understand? It doesn't matter, if you don't understand, then don't say it." After saying that, Huang Ruotang made a gesture to leave.

How could Wen Chu let it go when things had come to this? She hurriedly grabbed Huang Ruotang's arm and said, "No, I understand. I just want to know how you knew I wanted to escape, and how can I trust you."

Huang Ruotang said: "How should I know? Your thoughts are all written on your face, is it hard to tell?"

Wen Chu's thoughts were obvious, and Huang Ruotang saw through them at a glance.

"So obvious?"

No wonder Song Yusheng always suspected that she was not honest. Huang Ruotang, who had only met her a few times, could see it, and as smart as Song Yusheng was, how could he not know it?

Huang Ruotang looked at Wen Churuo as if he were a fool. She sighed and wondered if there was something wrong with Song Yusheng, or if he just liked stupid people?

She restrained the expression on her face and said seriously: "Girl, I don't have any bad intentions. I just think you are quite pitiful. If I can help, I will definitely help you."

Wen Chu didn't know what Huang Ruotang's purpose was. Wasn't she Song Yusheng's cousin? Why was he helping her? It was a bit confusing.
Wen Chu didn't dare to believe Huang Ruotang's words too much.

Huang Ruotang saw her hesitation and did not force her. He just asked, "Will you go to the polo match in two days?"

Wen Chu nodded.

Huang Ruotang asked: "What do you want me to do for you?"

Huang Ruotang guessed that Wen Chu would not be obedient in such a day. If so, she could naturally help her.

After all, she wished Wen Chu could escape.

Huang Ruotang saw that she was still hesitating and said, "It's impossible for you to trust me all of a sudden. It's okay. If you don't want to, then forget it."

Her move of retreating to advance was indeed effective, and Wen Chu hurriedly said, "No, I believe you."

Wen Chu can only trust her now. She would naturally be more than happy to have one more person to help her.

Wen Chu leaned close to Huang Ruotang's ear and whispered his thoughts.

Huang Ruotang didn't show any expression after hearing this. She just nodded, as a sign of agreement.

After the two of them finished talking, they didn't say anything else. Seeing that the time was almost up, they dispersed.

Huang Ruotang and Xiao Tao were walking on the way back. Xiao Tao was a little puzzled and asked, "Miss, why did you go to the trouble of helping her? If something really happens, won't the prince blame you?"

Huang Ruotang didn't care at all, and said, "What can happen? Anyway, she just asked me to get a pass. If something really happens, it's her own business. I really can't feel at ease if she stays with my cousin. Let her escape. Only when she leaves can I have more chances. Women are different from men. My cousin is not in a hurry, but I'm already sixteen now and can't wait any longer."

Xiao Tao was a little confused. Why did the young lady have to be with Song Yusheng? Song Yusheng was not the only one with a good family background. Why did she hang herself on this tree? She couldn't help but ask the question that had been puzzled for a long time. She said, "Why did the young lady?"

"You want to ask me why it has to be my cousin, right?" Huang Ruotang knew what she wanted to ask, and before she could finish, he interrupted her and continued, "My mother was born in the Wang family. Her ancestors were virtuous, so they were considered a big family. But later, because she married my father, she became inferior to others. Even if there were any banquets among the ladies, they would never call her. Even if she was able to integrate into their circle because of my aunt, who would take her seriously? All the grievances and sufferings my mother suffered were caused by my disappointing father."

As time goes by, the afterglow of the setting sun quietly covers us from afar.

She looked towards the vast sky with a somewhat empty gaze. She said, "As a woman, I can only rely on men for the rest of my life. I have done so much, and I am like this now, just to marry a man of my dreams and not repeat her mistakes. I have been working hard for this for more than ten years. Do you want me to give up? How can I be willing to do that?"

If Huang Ruotang is in love with Song Yusheng, it is not necessarily the case. She is just greedy for his power and wants to become the wife of the eldest son of the Song family. The world is bustling for profit. The world is bustling for profit. The love between men and women is the most unreliable thing. Only power is eternal.

Since she wants to cling to someone, why not pick the best one?

*
When Song Yusheng came back, he had already heard that Huang Ruotang had come to see Wen Chu.

After he finished his meal in the evening, he called Wen Chu and asked, "What did she talk to you about today?"

Wen Chu knew that this matter could not escape Song Yusheng's eyes, but his heart skipped a beat when he heard her words, but he still tried to remain calm.

She said casually, "Nothing much. I just saw that my cousin made very good mung bean cakes, so I was a little curious about how she made it. My cousin is really nice and taught me for a long time."

Song Yusheng just watched her lying there, his face showing no disdain. She even cooked the rice in a mess, and she also had mung bean cakes? Could it be that Huang Ruotang had put drugs in the mung bean cakes these days, which would make her more stupid the more she ate, and she wouldn't even know how to tell a decent lie.

He laughed and said, "You don't want to tell the truth, do you?"

He looked kind on the surface, but there was an inexplicable coldness in his words.

How dare Wen Chu tell the truth? She said with a stiff upper lip: "This is the truth. Why don't you believe it?"

Song Yusheng said, "Okay, then tell me how she taught you to make mung bean cakes."

Wen Chu could even cook the simplest dishes so disgustingly, how could she possibly make mung bean cake? Not to mention this afternoon, Huang Ruotang definitely didn't teach her.

Wen Chu still refused to tell the truth. She stammered, "Just do it like this first, then add a little water, a little oil and finally steam it in the pot, and it will be ready."

When she was in Zhaojia Village, she had seen Aunt Yang making these cakes. They should all be made this way.
Seeing that she didn't cry until she saw the coffin, Song Yusheng smiled even more. He said, "Well, you are really a good and capable child. You are good at both cooking and cooking. Making mung bean cakes is so easy for you to eat."

Wen Chu thought Song Yusheng really believed it, and she didn't really hear the sarcasm in his words. She said foolishly, "Yeah, I feel pretty relaxed too."

Seeing her like this, Song Yusheng was even more certain that Wen Chu's brain was made stupid by the mung bean cake. How could he vent his anger on such a fool? He just sneered and said, "Since you feel comfortable, just do it. When you have done it well, you can go to sleep."

Wen Chu was stunned, "Do I make mung bean cakes?"

Song Yusheng looked at her and asked, "How about I do it?"

Wen Chu asked again, "Now?"

"If you want to go in the middle of the night, that's up to you. You'd better come to see me tomorrow morning with your broken green bean cake. If not, don't go to the polo match."

Threatening her again!

Forget it, forget it. Just be patient for a while and everything will be fine. In two days, her turning point will come.
The heavens were helping her. She was still worrying about the pass, and then Huang Ruotang delivered it to her.

When Wen Chu heard this, she turned around and was about to go to the dining hall. Song Yusheng stopped her and reminded her calmly, "If you dare to ask someone else to do it for you, and I find out, you can't have that person's hand anymore."

Seeing that it was already dark, Wen Chu didn't dare to delay any longer. He just cursed in his heart that it was a pervert and went to the dining hall.

However, Song Yusheng only told her not to find someone else to do it for her, and he didn't forbid her from doing anything else. After she went out, she quickly found Chenxiang to ask him how to make mung bean cake. After asking, she went to the kitchen.

But Wen Chu really overestimated herself. She stayed in the kitchen for almost two hours, but the mung bean cake she made was still not what she wanted. It was either too watery and turned into a puddle, or too solid and hard like a rock. In short, no matter what she did, it just didn't turn out right.

Wen Chu had seen and eaten Huang Ruotang's mung bean cakes before. They looked good and tasted good, and they came in all kinds of shapes, but Wen Chu couldn't even make a simple cube. She made them over and over again in the kitchen, and even though she was not afraid of heat, the heat from the steamer made her forehead sweat.

Wen Chu stayed in the kitchen until midnight but still couldn't finish the work. Later, he was so sleepy that he fell asleep in the kitchen.

The fire in the kitchen was still burning. Wen Chu was sitting by the stove, dozing off with her hands on her legs and her face propped up. She accidentally shivered and knocked over something, which instantly started a large area of ​​fire! Wen Chu hadn't reacted to what was happening. In the blink of an eye, she saw the fire was about to spray in front of her. She woke up and immediately ran out, rolling and crawling.

When Wen Chu was making mung bean cakes, she simply poured a basin of oil next to her for convenience. Unfortunately, it now became her death warrant. The fire swallowed up the oil, leaped onto the roof, and instantly burned the wood in the kitchen.

Seeing that the fire was about to burn the entire kitchen, she ran and shouted: "Help! Put out the fire! Help! "

The fire was about to block her way out. She was choked by the fire and tried to run outside while covering her mouth and nose and coughing.

The secret guard who had been secretly monitoring Wen Chu heard her voice the first time. Before anyone else arrived, she rushed into the kitchen and arrested her.

The beams had already fallen from the roof, but luckily the secret guards went there quickly. If they had been slower, Wen Chu would not have been so lucky to have set the kitchen on fire without it being burned.

Wen Chu no longer cared about this unfamiliar secret guard. After surviving the calamity, she felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing.

It’s over. It’s really over now!
Dozing off by the stove, isn't that like killing yourself? Not only did she kill herself, she also set the kitchen on fire. Wen Chu really felt that her life was over.

The fear and terror almost overwhelmed her. Looking at the blazing fire in front of her, tears unconsciously flowed from her dry eyes because of the smoke.

Some people had been awakened by the noise and came over one after another to put out the fire. The guards were also alarmed and came here carrying buckets of water.

For a moment, the entire Yuhui Hall was in chaos.

Song Yusheng also did not sleep tonight. For some reason, his heart was beating restlessly. He did not know what had happened, but this inexplicable feeling made him feel uneasy for no reason.

Just at this moment, someone knocked on the door outside, the voice was very urgent. He put on his coat, stood up and let the person in.

The one who came was agarwood.

Chen Xiang came here at this time, and was so anxious.
His eyelids twitched violently, and he asked, "Did something happen to Wen Chu?"

Chen Xiang hurriedly said, "The kitchen is on fire."

"what?!"

There was no light in the house, only the faint moonlight shining into the house through the mullioned windows.

This was the first time Chenxiang saw Song Yusheng lose his composure like this. No matter what happened before, he had never been so flustered.

He didn't have time to ask in detail. He was always very particular about his manners, and he didn't even have time to put on his clothes properly. He could only put on his clothes on the way out. When Song Yusheng arrived at the kitchen, the fire was almost out. He had understood the whole story on the way here. When he arrived here, his face was already terribly gloomy.

Wen Chu was squatting in the corner at this moment, curled up into a ball, his body covered in dirt, looking extremely miserable, like a dirty civet cat.

Maybe because of fear, her body was shaking violently.

Song Yusheng stepped forward and pulled her up from the ground. He used all his strength, and just pinching her arm was painful. If Wen Chu had been hurt in the past, she would have scolded Song Yusheng. But this time, even if Wen Chu was in pain, she didn't dare to say a word.

There had never been any serious incident in Yuhui Hall, but this time, something like the kitchen was burned down. The servants and guards nearby saw the prince rushing here with such ugly expressions on their faces. They were afraid that the little maid in the kitchen would be in trouble.

Song Yusheng has always been tactful and seldom gets angry like this, but this time he looked tense, with a flame flickering in his inky expression.

His voice, as clear as jade, seemed to contain great anger. He said, "You really can't make me worry all day. Why do you have to set the kitchen on fire just to make a mung bean cake?! If you are unlucky again today, you will die in there. What? Do you really not want to live? Or do you hate me so much that you want to burn down the kitchen before you die."

Why is it always like this, always doing these things. She made herself sick that day, and she was so miserable, but she still didn't learn her lesson. Today, she burned down the kitchen again. If she is even more unlucky, the beam from the roof will fall and hit her head. Will she still be alive here?
Thinking of this, Song Yusheng became angry again and even had difficulty breathing. The tinnitus caused by suffocation was like the charcoal burning on the ground, making one or two popping sounds from time to time.

Wen Chu's face was covered in dust, and her eyes were terribly red because of the smoke from the fire. It would have been fine if Song Yusheng hadn't scolded her, but when he did, Wen Chu became even more frightened, and the last line of defense in her heart was broken. She couldn't hold back her tears. This matter was indeed her fault, and she didn't have the face to be stubborn anymore.

She was still afraid and just kept crying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know how to make mung bean cake. I tried it over and over again, but I was so tired and sleepy that I couldn't help falling asleep. I don't know what I bumped into, and the whole kitchen was set on fire."

She was so frightened that she even stumbled over her words. She felt Song Yusheng pinching her arm harder and harder, and Wen Chu felt that he really wanted to kill her.

If Wen Chu had cried like this and begged for mercy and apologized on normal days, Song Yusheng would not have pursued the matter any further. But today, she had really gone too far. No matter how much she cried, Song Yusheng could not calm down.

He grabbed her wrist and pretended to pull Wen Chu into the fire that had just been extinguished. His tone was full of hostility. He dragged her away and said, "You don't take care of yourself. You deliberately took a cold shower before and caught a cold and was half dead. Now you can fall asleep next to the fire. If you don't learn your lesson today, you will never remember the pain!"

Wen Chu looked at Song Yusheng and was so scared that she couldn't even cry. She wanted to shake off Song Yusheng's hand, but he was too strong. No matter how hard she tried to pry his hand away, it was useless.

Wen Chu understood what Song Yusheng wanted to do. He knew that he wanted to push himself towards the extinguished fire. Although the fire was no longer burning, it still had residual temperature. There were even sparks dancing on the charred wood. If he really touched it, it would burn a piece of skin.

Wen Chu was frightened to death. She was extremely scared. Seeing that Song Yusheng was determined to teach her a lesson, she started to act like a rogue. While struggling, she threw herself into Song Yusheng's arms, hugged his waist tightly and refused to let go.

Song Yusheng noticed her intention and said coldly, "Let go."

How could Wen Chu dare to let go? If she did, Song Yusheng would really push her in. She cried and begged, "I don't dare anymore, I really don't dare anymore! Please, I really know I was wrong, Song Yusheng, please don't do this."

She was scared to death. If this happened, she would really be completely bloodless and her body would be burnt like black charcoal.

There were many people standing nearby, and they saw that the prince had a frown on his face. Everyone understood what was going on, and they all thought that this little maid was extremely courageous. She dared to burn the kitchen, hug the prince, and call him by his name.

But hearing her crying, they were also moved, but the prince was hard-hearted and was afraid that she would be punished tonight.

Wen Chu clung to him tightly, and she could even hear his violent heartbeat in his chest. Song Yusheng's jaw was clenched, but he did not forcefully pull her away. He listened to Wen Chu's words, lowered his head and looked at her. He asked, "You said you knew you were wrong, but I want to ask you, where was your mistake?"

Song Yusheng didn't really want to scald her. If he really wanted to do it, why would he ask her? But if he didn't scare her hard this time, she would do these stupid things again sooner or later.

Wen Chu's mind was in a mess. She said, "I am cunning, lazy and useless. I can't do anything you ask me to do well. I even burned down the kitchen."

Before she could finish her words, Song Yusheng interrupted her, "It seems that you still don't know your fault."

After Song Yusheng finished speaking, he pretended to pull away Wen Chu's hands from around him, regardless of how she pulled. Wen Chu said, "Don't! Can you please let me think about it for a while?"

Song Yusheng didn't say whether it was okay or not, but just said to the servants who were still watching the excitement nearby: "Now that the fire is out, why don't you leave?"

The servants wanted to know what the outcome would be, but after hearing this, they lowered their heads, agreed, and left.

In a short while, everyone retreated, and the secret guards stayed not far away.

The night was quiet, with only the sound of Wen Chu sobbing in Song Yusheng's chest.

Wen Chu didn't know where she had gone wrong. She was scared and tired, and her brain had long been exhausted, so she tried her best to recall what Song Yusheng had just said.

He said that she didn't take care of herself, so he should learn a lesson from it.

She thought again of what Song Yusheng had done in recent days, and a thought that she dared not even think about popped into her mind.

Wen Chu asked tentatively: "So, my fault is that I don't cherish myself, right?"

She looked up to see Song Yusheng's expression, only to see that he was also looking at her.

Their eyes met, but at this moment, the burning charcoal on the ground suddenly burst into sparks.

The night breeze blew, and the summer night was not as hot and stuffy as the day. Perhaps it was because the surroundings were too messy and dirty, which made people feel uneasy. Wen Chu's thoughts were already tense to the extreme. When his eyes met with Song Yusheng's, he almost felt tortured by his eyes.

He didn't object this time.

He blamed her for not taking care of herself.

Wen Chu understood and suddenly loosened her hands that were tightly around his waist.
Because she knew that he would not use the charcoal to burn himself.

The farce here lasted for a long time. Now the moonlight was dim and the day was almost dawning.

"Since you know, you should understand." Song Yusheng's voice has returned to its usual tone, and his anger has faded a little compared to before. He knew that she was upset at the moment, so he stopped touching her.

Amidst the ruins, the man in white looked out of place. His expression was cold, and his tightly pursed lips revealed a hint of nervousness.

Burning down a kitchen was not a big deal, but knowing that she dozed off in the kitchen and burned herself, he could not help but get angry. How could there be such a stupid person? But when she hugged him and begged, Song Yusheng softened his heart.

He asked her again what she had done wrong, and now that things had come to this, he decided to just go with the flow and talk it out tonight.

It would be best if she could understand.

Although she always said that she would not leave, Song Yusheng knew that not a single word came from her heart. If the door of Yuhui Hall was opened to her, she would definitely leave without hesitation.

If they don't make things clear between themselves and remain as master and servant their whole lives, there will never be a good outcome.

What happened today was an accident, but he seemed to be pushed by fate to a fork in the road, and he had no choice but to say it or not.
Now he had voluntarily taken this step and exposed his true feelings to her.

She didn't understand, so he spoke up.

Song Yusheng didn't understand what his feelings for her were at all, he just thought that from now on he didn't want to struggle and suffer alone anymore, and she was completely unaware of it from beginning to end.

Song Yusheng was very smart, so smart that everyone in the world knew he was smart. But for some reason, when it came to love, he was so dull and clueless.
Clumsy, paranoid, and self-righteous.

Wen Chu was not a fool. At this point, he had made his words so clear. If she still didn't understand, she would have lived in vain for the past ten years.

But what can she do now that she understands? She and he are destined to go different paths. Song Yusheng is the prince of the Duke's Mansion and will be the head of the Duke's Mansion in the future. But what about her? What can she be to him? A concubine?

A family like the Duke's Mansion has a lot of rules. Not to mention that being a concubine doesn't have a good ending, even being a mistress may not be a happy life.

But she didn't dare to say anything to refuse, because she knew that if she really said no, Song Yusheng would definitely be angry.
Wen Chu was a little anxious and angry. He was exhausted after a whole night of work and was so frightened that his eyes rolled up and his vision went dark. He could no longer hold on and fainted.

*
When Wen Chu woke up, she found that she was not in her room. She felt a little dizzy and forced herself to get up and look around.

The overly clean and tidy quilt and the familiar scent of sandalwood, everything indicated that this was Song Yusheng's room.

The midday sun shone in through the window, and Wen Chu found that her dirty clothes had been changed. She was immediately alarmed, thinking that it couldn't be Song Yusheng who changed them for her.
Just as she was thinking about this and that, Chenxiang came in from outside. Seeing that she had woken up, Chenxiang brought her some medicine to drink. Wen Chu asked, "I'm not sick, why do you want to take medicine?"

Chen Xiang looked at her and said, "It's not a medicine, but the prince asked you to drink some medicine to nourish your brain and wake you up."

These medicines are just some tonics for the body. Song Yu was afraid that Wen Chu wouldn't be able to handle what he had gone through last night.

Wen Chu planned to throw this thing away when he got back.

Chen Xiang saw through her intention and said, "The prince told me to watch you drink it or else he will punish you to repair the kitchen."

The kitchen burned down yesterday, so of course it had to be repaired. He was a very kind person for not asking Wen Chu to pay for it.

Wen Chu didn't dare to be pretentious anymore. He took the medicine and started to drink it.

After she finished drinking the medicine, she got out of bed. While putting on her shoes, she pointed at her clothes and asked, "Chenxiang, this should be the clothes you changed for me, right?"

Wen Chu tried to glance at Chen Xiang's expression. When their eyes met, Chen Xiang thought of what Song Yusheng had told him that morning. He touched his nose, laughed dryly, and said, "Of course I changed it for you. Who else could it be?"

Chen Xiang looked a little unnatural, but Wen Chu didn't think much about it when he heard it. He breathed a sigh of relief and murmured, "That's good, that's good."

Compared to this, Wen Chu was more worried about what Song Yusheng said yesterday. She got a headache just thinking about it.

I was tired of thinking about it, so I just stopped thinking about it. I went back to my room and fell asleep again.

When I became conscious again, it was already very late.

When she woke up again, she found that it was already dark and the room was pitch black. As soon as she stood up, she heard a clear voice hitting her ears.

"woke up?"

Wen Chu was startled, but he quickly recognized the voice of the speaker. Who else could it be but Song Yusheng?

She could only vaguely see him sitting beside her bed in the moonlight outside.

She knew that Song Yusheng would definitely still hold on to what happened yesterday. Sure enough, she heard Song Yusheng ask, "You didn't answer my question yesterday."

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it anymore, Wen Chu said, "Well, my Lord, I think you may have developed some strange feelings for me because I saved you. In fact, you may not like me at all."

After Wen Chu said this, she shrank back. After all, in her eyes, Song Yusheng was a lunatic who would go crazy at any time.

Song Yusheng didn't get angry after hearing this, he just chuckled, "Really? Do you understand me better than I do?"

Wen Chuxin said, "Well, maybe I don't understand you. I don't really understand what you think. But since the prince asked me to answer, I gave you the answer today. Although I come from a poor family, I would rather marry a country bumpkin than be someone's concubine."

By the end of his speech, Wen Chu's voice had become barely audible enough to touch a mosquito.

When she said that she didn't want to be a concubine, she was actually telling Song Yusheng that she didn't want to.

"Don't want to be my concubine?" Song Yusheng repeated her words, and her tone didn't sound unhappy.

Wen Chu hid in the corner and hummed, his voice sounding a little dull.

Song Yusheng smiled, indescribably bright and gentle, "Who said I want you to be my concubine?"

After he gained wisdom, he worked hard and spent more than ten years to transform himself from a child who could be easily beaten to a person where even his father dared not raise a stick to him, because no one could threaten him.

The wife he is about to marry is the one he wants to marry, and no one can force him to marry the rest.

Although marrying her might be a little troublesome, Song Yusheng didn't care about the troubles. He wanted to sleep with her in life and in death, and be a proper couple, so that they could be together forever.

She couldn't abandon him again.

Every woman has the dream of being with one person for the rest of her life, so it is only natural that Wen Chu does not want to be a concubine. There are not so many good things in the world that you can have both. Since he wants her to stay with him forever, how can he let her be a concubine?

"As your legal wife, I will give you everything you want in the future. Can you please stop running away?"

Song Yusheng has always been high and mighty, but in the dark night, his voice carried a hint of imperceptible humility and even a hint of pleading.

Just at this moment, the summer cicadas outside the house were chirping like crazy, and the shrill sound made Wen Chuxin skip a beat.

She had deliberately brought up the fact that she didn't want to be a concubine in order to shut him up.
But he said that he never thought of making her a concubine.

If Wen Chu had not experienced those things in her childhood, she might have been moved at this moment, but she didn't dare. Even if Song Yusheng agreed, what would happen if she really became his wife? In the future, she would follow in the footsteps of her mother.

Defei was born a palace maid, but was eventually raised to too high a position because of Emperor Linghui's favor, and ended up like this.

Her father was unable to protect her mother, so she suffered such infamy even after her death. This was the case both before and after her death.

If the emperor is like this, how can the Duke's Mansion be any better?

How dare she? How dare she answer.

Whether as a wife or a concubine, she didn't dare.

He loves her, but she doesn't want to. If everything in this world is consensual, it would be unlikely.

Song Yusheng said that he could give her whatever she wanted. But Song Yusheng could never give her what she wanted.

Wen Chu said sorry over and over again in her heart, but she lied to Song Yusheng again. She said, "Okay, I won't run away. I will always be with you."

She got into his arms and hugged his waist to show her sincerity. She said softly, "If that's the case, you should also be sincere and remove the people who are watching me."

Song Yusheng laughed, his voice indescribably hoarse. He rubbed her head and said, "Mother Chu, where did you learn these things? Is this a honey trap?"

He said this, but his thoughts were completely drawn to the woman in his arms.

Wen Chu was exposed and felt a little embarrassed. She said sullenly, "You don't want to do this?"

He said, "Okay, as long as you behave yourself, I won't have anyone watching you anymore."

Even though he knew it was a gamble, Song Yusheng still believed Wen Chu's words. He thought, let's take a gamble, bet that she will tell the truth once.

(End of this chapter)