"Why does that sound so discouraging?" Wen Congbai was a bit irritated. "Did one bite from a dog sap all your spirit? You could have snatched Song Wanchu back when she wanted to leave. For her sake, you won the martial championship and fought for the title of heir. All your plans succeeded, but now you're ready to give up just because of a bit of hesitation on her part?"
"I won't give up," Liang Yuzhou replied in a muffled voice.
It was just that when he finally confessed his love that had been buried for six years and said he loved her in front of everyone for the first time, she still hesitated.
He had defeated Shi Luohan in terms of martial arts, but in matters of the heart, he had never won.
"Is it because Song Wanchu loves Shi Luohan instead of you? Prideful fool, lower your pride. What's the point of being so stand - offish when you're trying to win your wife back?"
Wen Congbai's words were getting ruder. "If you really can't do it, then go back to your dream before you were seventeen and become an immortal in a Taoist temple!"
Hearing this, Song Wanchu's eyes widened in disbelief.
Distant and long - buried memories flooded back into her mind. In her mind's eye, she saw the Liang Yuzhou she had first met -
That cold and elegant, yet unruly young man.
He was diligent in martial arts but not interested in fame and fortune. She had even heard him say that the title of heir was like dirt in his eyes.
She had also seen him riding a white horse in and out of the Taoist temple.
The young nobles who were his friends often joked that he was so young but had already seen through the world. Did he plan to become a monk someday?
Liang Yuzhou remained silent, but Song Wanchu was extremely nervous.
At that time, she naively thought that if Liang Yuzhou really became a Taoist priest, she would definitely be the most frequent visitor to the temple to offer incense.
He had seen through the mortal world but fell back into it because of her.
A sweet and bitter current welled up in Song Wanchu's heart. It was indescribable but made her internal organs ache. Her eyes were misty.
"Sir, the bandage is done. Keep the wound dry for seven days and change the dressing on time every day," the imperial doctor instructed.
Wen Congbai said with a sly smile, "What's the use of telling him?"
The imperial doctor immediately understood and grinned.
The curtain was lifted, and Song Wanchu pretended to have just walked in.
"Madam Liang, Sir Liang's injury is not light. Considering the old injury on his shoulder, he needs to recuperate well during this period. Here's the medicine he needs to change every day."
The imperial doctor's tone was serious, as if Liang Yuzhou's injury was life - threatening.
Song Wanchu took the medicine, gave a faint smile, and rewarded the imperial doctor with a silver ingot.
Wen Congbai's eyes darted between them. He looked at Song Wanchu's hands. The teapot she had taken out earlier was not in her hands.
He seemed to understand something and gave Song Wanchu a meaningful smile.
"Madam Liang, I'll take the imperial doctor and leave first. I won't disturb Sir Liang's rest."
"Take care, Master Wen."
Wen Congbai took two steps and then suddenly turned back. "It's a pity I didn't get to taste the tea brewed by Madam Liang this time. I hope I'll have the honor next time."
Song Wanchu forced a smile and felt extremely embarrassed.
Wasn't this just telling Liang Yuzhou clearly that she had been eavesdropping outside?
Liang Yuzhou's eyes darkened slightly.
Song Wanchu looked at Liang Yuzhou seriously.
Liang Yuzhou also looked up at her.
His gaze was gentle and calm. Many nights when they were intimate in bed, Song Wanchu had seen this look in his eyes many times.
At that time, she always thought it was an illusion.
Now, she was sure it wasn't an illusion, but it felt like she was looking into the eyes of a brand - new, completely different Liang Yuzhou.
This feeling was a bit awkward and a bit confused.
She found she didn't know how to respond to him.
"I... I have something to tell you," she said.
Liang Yuzhou stared into her eyes. Her serious look made him feel a bit uneasy.
Suddenly, he stood up. The tearing pain in his back spread quickly. His face turned pale, and he pursed his lips tightly. He grabbed Song Wanchu's wrist and pulled her into his arms.
He was only wearing a thin nightgown on his upper body, and the collar was open. Song Wanchu's face hit his chest, and the hot masculine aura rushed towards her.
The sudden intimacy made her face flush instantly.
"Are you going to say that you don't care about the title of a noble lady and don't want to be my main wife?"
Liang Yuzhou lifted her chin. His eyes grew colder, and his tone was domineering. "Song Wanchu, it's too late to regret now. Leaving me means going against the imperial edict. Give up this idea, and tell Shi Luohan to give up too!"
In an instant, the familiar Liang Yuzhou was back.
He still wanted to confine her to his side in a domineering way.
Song Wanchu stared at him in shock.
"Liang Yuzhou, you jerk!"
Tears welled up in her eyes without warning. A look of helplessness flashed across Liang Yuzhou's eyes.
Song Wanchu pushed Liang Yuzhou away and ran out crying.
Liang Yuzhou regained his senses. It seemed that when his emotions got the better of him, he said whatever came to mind...
Song Wanchu couldn't run far. She hid in a corner of the tent, secretly wiping away her tears.
Liang Yuzhou, you big fool!
She originally wanted to tell him that he had always misunderstood her feelings for her elder brother.
Calling out her elder brother's name in her dreams from time to time was because she hadn't received any letters from him for a long time. She thought he hadn't forgiven her and felt guilty. It was just a case of thinking about it during the day and dreaming about it at night.
She had lost the engagement with her elder brother in order to marry Liang Yuzhou.
The engagement between her and her elder brother was arranged by her father, and she also felt sorry for her father.
But her feelings for her elder brother had always been just respect, without a trace of romantic love.
But Liang Yuzhou still misunderstood and misinterpreted her!
"Madam, the tea is ready," Yaoguang walked up to her and was surprised to see her red eyes.
Her heart skipped a beat. Did Sir Liang make Madam angry again?
Song Wanchu didn't want to admit that she was made angry by Liang Yuzhou. It was too embarrassing.
She quickly wiped away her tears and tried to cover it up with a clumsy lie. "No, it's too stuffy inside. I came out for some fresh air."
She knew Yaoguang wouldn't believe it, and she didn't even believe herself.
Yaoguang looked at Song Wanchu speechlessly.
"Madam, then this tea..."
Just as Song Wanchu was about to reach out to take it, out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly saw the figure of Shi Luohan.
He walked quickly towards the tent. With the wind at his feet, his robe fluttered, exuding a cold killing aura.
Song Wanchu's throat tightened, and she quickly chased after him.
"Elder brother!"
Zhou Sheng and Zhou Yan reached out to stop him. "Sorry, Sir Liang is resting. Please go back, Master Shi."
"Let him in," Liang Yuzhou's voice came from inside the tent.
Shi Luohan walked into the tent, his eyes sharp.
Liang Yuzhou had already dressed. He stood straight in front of Shi Luohan.
His face was a bit pale, making his black eyes even more intense. He exuded a cold air.
Song Wanchu nervously followed behind Shi Luohan. "Elder brother..."
She didn't want to see the two of them fight again.
"Wanchu, you go out first. I need to talk to him. It's a man - to - man conversation."
He wasn't carrying his sword, which made Song Wanchu's tense nerves relax a bit.