It was already the second half of the night. The rain gradually subsided, but the mountain path was covered in mud. Even horses would occasionally slip.
Wen Xiuzhi never expected that he would have to follow Tang Xiyi to do things, and right from the start, it was a matter that could lead to the execution of the entire clan. Suddenly, he felt a tightness in his head.
He touched his neck; his head was still there. Wen Xiuzhi actually felt a rare sense of calm.
The situation had exceeded his expectations. He had thought that these people would first target the crown prince and then wait for the emperor's move.
But he didn't expect that they would go straight for it and simply planned to support the crown prince to ascend the throne.
This meant...
Wen Xiuzhi was shocked. This meant that the emperor's health was not good. Maybe he wouldn't be able to wait until the situation stabilized or until the selection of a new crown prince.
So his father knew about this and sent him here with the imperial sword.
Wen Xiuzhi's eyes were full of shock. He was intimidated by Song Huaizhi's layout. Although he was not convinced in his heart, he had to admit that Song Huaizhi, who was about the same age as him but from a much lower - status family, was extremely skilled and completely beyond his ability to deal with.
"What's wrong?" Tang Xiyi, who looked dejected beside him, saw Wen Xiuzhi's expressionless face and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you here?"
"Tell me, how did Song Huaizhi and the others get you here?"
Wen Xiuzhi: " ... I came here on my own."
"Wow!" Tang Xiyi was shocked. He looked at Wen Xiuzhi like he was a fool and sighed, "Well, I'm better off than you."
Wen Xiuzhi suddenly felt that he was really annoying.
"Alright." After Tang Xiyi finished speaking, his expression relaxed a bit. He said to Wen Xiuzhi, "Get ready. It'll start soon."
"Now we'll first take a boat south to pick up that batch of things and then bring them back. It'll probably be quite eventful all the way. Be prepared, Young Master Wen."
"Okay." Wen Xiuzhi came back to his senses and replied.
...
"Go and take a rest now?"
After Song Huaizhi said this, he saw Meng Ruyi yawn. He couldn't help but feel a bit heart - ache and said, "Yu Yu worked hard tonight."
"Hard? What for?"
Meng Ruyi waved her hand and couldn't help but yawn again. Her eyes were misty. When she looked at Song Huaizhi, she saw the genuine heart - ache in his eyes.
Huh? What did Brother Song think of her?
"It's raining tonight, so it's easier to feel sleepy."
[Hahaha, Song Huaizhi is so double - standard!!! Poor Tang Xiyi and Wen Xiuzhi have to go and do things late at night. They'll probably be as busy as dogs next. But Song just coldly urges them, while when Yu Yu yawns, he feels heart - ache. Hahaha]
[He loves her so much!!! Love - struck Song. Seriously, Song Huaizhi's love - struckness is getting worse. I can't even imagine that Song Huaizhi almost killed Yu Yu at first.]
[ ... If you hadn't said it, I would have forgotten that was also Song Huaizhi. He's like a completely different person!]
[I'm in love. I love sweet and pampering plotlines the most!]
Looking at the bullet comments, Meng Ruyi suddenly felt a bit amused and gradually a faint joy welled up in her heart.
Meng Ruyi admitted that she was a vulgar person. She would secretly be happy because Song Huaizhi treated her differently from others.
Song Huaizhi always paid extra attention to her and constantly took note of her thoughts.
It was hard for Meng Ruyi not to be moved.
"Okay." Hearing this, Song Huaizhi continued gently, "Then go and rest, Yu Yu?"
"What about you, Brother Song?"
Meng Ruyi asked uncertainly, "Is there still something to do?"
"There won't be anything for a short time." Song Huaizhi saw Meng Ruyi's confusion and patiently explained, "It's just that the rain is too heavy now, so I'll wait until it gets lighter before going back."
Meng Ruyi suddenly looked up and only then realized that in just the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the rain had suddenly become heavier. She hadn't noticed because she was lost in thought.
"Then why don't you rest here, Brother Song? There's still a... "
Half - way through, Meng Ruyi remembered that the Fifth Princess was staying in the next room. Suddenly, a hint of embarrassment appeared on her face. She said to Song Huaizhi, "I forgot. There's no extra room here for now."
"Or..." Meng Ruyi tentatively said, "Brother Song, wait a moment. I'll ask someone to set up a small bed for you to rest here?"
The summer rain was always sudden and irregular. As they were talking, the sound of the rain outside changed from a gentle patter to a heavy splatter. Even as Meng Ruyi's voice faded, a bolt of lightning quickly flashed across the sky, illuminating most of the room.
"Okay."
Song Huaizhi naturally couldn't refuse. So he turned to look at Li Ergou. Li Ergou immediately understood and followed Lianqiao away.
Meng Ruyi sat in front of the small table, propping her chin with her hand, staring blankly at the candlelight.
The lamp shadows flickered, making her face look like a spring flower, beautiful beyond compare.
Song Huaizhi picked up the storybook on the table and watched Meng Ruyi sitting there with her head propped up, in a daze.
When he looked back again, he saw her head nodding and her eyes struggling to stay open.
Song Huaizhi found it funny. He waited until Meng Ruyi was extremely sleepy before gently getting up, picking her up, and putting her on the bed.
"Bro... Brother Song." Meng Ruyi was so sleepy that her voice was soft. "Soon... wait a bit and sleep here."
"Okay."
Song Huaizhi replied softly. But when he turned around, he felt his clothes being grabbed.
Meng Ruyi grabbed Song Huaizhi's clothes in her daze. Song Huaizhi couldn't bear to wake her up, so he could only sigh as he looked at her. He said to Li Ergou, who was about to move the screen and put in a wooden board, "Don't put it. You can leave first."
"Yes."
"By the way, bring a reclining chair."
As he said this, Song Huaizhi saw Meng Ruyi pursing her lips again and whispering uneasily, "Don't go."
He wondered what she was dreaming about?
Song Huaizhi replied in a low voice, "Okay, I won't go. Don't be afraid, Yu Yu."
When the reclining chair was brought, Song Huaizhi sat on it somewhat uncomfortably. Seeing Meng Ruyi still tightly holding onto his clothes, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.
Closing his eyes, Song Huaizhi found the sound of the rain outside too noisy and couldn't fall asleep at all.
He was too excited. Revenge was near, and the end was near.
Song Huaizhi could feel that maybe this time was the end of the cycle.
When he closed his eyes, countless faces flashed before him. Every time he opened his eyes after dying, he was in the small house of the Meng family. He hadn't seen his relatives for a very long time.
The faces of everyone had become blurred - his mother, father, grandfather, sister...
But the faces of his enemies were still clear. He remembered their names one by one, luring them into the trap bit by bit, just waiting for the final moment to catch them all and make them pay the price.
But at this moment, the excitement of revenge was far less than another emotion.
He opened his eyes, his eyes deep. He turned to look at Meng Ruyi, who was still holding onto his clothes, and couldn't help but let out a soft laugh, which almost woke her up. She pursed her lips in dissatisfaction.
It was really nice.
Song Huaizhi had never felt so relaxed before, even though he was now cramped in this small chair and his body was a bit stiff.
He would be able to go home soon.