The person in front of him pretended to be calm but was actually worried, which made Shen Qianyu realize that Song Wan was just an ordinary girl.
His eyes showed gentleness: "It's not safe in the mountains. I'll accompany the girl around the path back to the capital. When we get to the city gate, I'll find someone to drive over."
Song Wan raised his head, his cheeks flushed and nodded.
Although the path was long and winding, it was sparsely populated. He did this to protect her from being exposed.
"Thank you, father-in-law."
Shen Qianyu nodded and walked three or five steps in front of Song Wan.
But as soon as he turned from the official road to the mountain road, Song Wan felt something was not good.
The soles of the girl's embroidered shoes were thin and soft. She had never left the back house since she was born. Even if she occasionally went to Beppu or other places as a guest, she would only wander around the garden paved with white jade bricks. It seems like she has never left the mountain road now. Haven't walked through.
Song Wan had never known that the mountain road could be so painful for her feet, and the pain made her face break out into a thin layer of sweat.
"But tired?"
Shen Qianyu was quite surprised when he heard the light and slow footsteps of the people behind him.
He had never seen anyone walking on a mountain road like this.
She straightened her back and walked slowly, even the walking earrings she carried on her head up the mountain only swayed slightly.
The girl's figure is graceful and elegant, and her figure is very out of place in the barren mountains and wilderness.
Shen Qianyu felt that the scene in front of him was strange and inexplicably inconsistent.
For some reason, a woman like Song Wan suddenly appeared in his heart. She was only suitable to stay in a magnificent embroidery room. Without such a place of wealth, bead curtains and gentle countryside, she would wither and die like a famous flower. idea.
"Not tired."
Song Wan smiled softly at Shen Qianyu, and Shen Qianyu couldn't help but smile when he saw the tired redness on her cheeks and the tip of her nose.
Knowing that she had a strong temper, Shen Qianyu stood aside and waited for others to follow her quietly.
He slowed down the rest of the way and walked slowly on the mountain following Song Wan's pace.
The journey back to the city could only take three hours, but the two of them walked for an hour and still didn't get out of the barren mountain.
Shen Qianyu walked slowly in front, feeling that this journey was three times more difficult than returning to Shangjing from Nanqing.
The sky was getting dark, and the two of them had just reached the foot of the mountain. Because they had taken a long detour, they didn't actually go far.
Shen Qianyu looked at the pale Song Wan and sighed softly: "There is a broken house ahead, why don't you go and have a rest?"
Song Wan raised his head: "Not near the city gate yet?"
Shen Qianyu shook his head and without saying a word, he led her towards the broken house.
A noble girl from a noble family like Song Wan would definitely take a car when traveling. Not only that, she would also be followed by several women to greet and serve her. There were not many opportunities like today to "put your foot on the humble ground".
He knew that he could not blame Song Wan for this, so he quickly walked a few steps to the shabby house, took off his coat and spread it on the ground.
"Sit down, I'll go pick up some firewood nearby."
There was a strong wind in the mountain, which was fine for him, but Song Wan's delicate golden branches and jade leaves were afraid that they would collapse if they were sweating and the wind blew, which would make him even more troublesome.
"Thank you, father-in-law."
The girl's voice was like a gnat, and Shen Qianyu didn't even look up, for fear that seeing her embarrassed look would make her even more embarrassed.
After walking out of the dilapidated wooden house, Shen Qianyu only picked up some firewood where Song Wan could see him, and then came back quickly.
When he came back, he saw that Song Wanji had simply cleaned up the surroundings, and his clothes had been folded neatly and put aside. When Shen Qianyu saw this, he suddenly raised his lips.
A noble daughter from an aristocratic family, she lived up to her reputation.
"I am angry first."
Song Wan watched curiously as he took out the fire breakers from his arms and rubbed the dead leaves into velvet.
In the past, she had occasionally seen maids lighting fires in the small kitchen, but this was the first time she had seen them lighting fires like this.
Shen Qianyu lit the broken velvet and threw it into the pile of dead branches in front of him. When the fire started to rise, he slowly added more firewood.
When the fire was lit, Song Wan sat aside in a daze, not knowing what he was planning. Shen Qianyu glanced at it and turned away.
He was lowering his head to add firewood to the fire when he suddenly saw a pearl the size of a fingernail on the ground.
Picking it up with a frown, the man stared at it carefully. Suddenly he remembered something and looked at Song Wan.
Song Wan was leaning sideways, lost in thought. Shen Qianyu looked at her from top to bottom, and suddenly frowned when he saw a pair of embroidered shoes exposed by her.
"you……"
Shen Qianyu spoke out, and Song Wan followed his line of sight, only to see that the embroidered shoes on his feet had been worn away by the stones on the mountain road.
The outer ring of the moon-white embroidered shoes was broken, and there were reddish-brown blood stains on the edges.
The blood stain was black in the west and bright red in the middle, which looked quite dazzling.
Although she knew that the person in front of her was a servant in the palace, Song Wan was inexplicably shy. She hurriedly took back her feet and covered her toes with the hem of her skirt.
"Tsk, why are you so cute..."
The man stood up helplessly, walked to Song Wan and squatted down. Song Wan shrank back in shock, but was pulled back by Shen Qianyuxu.
"No wonder you walk so slowly. Why didn't you say you were injured?"
Although the two of them had been in contact in the past, they had never been so close to each other today. Song Wan's eyes showed uneasiness and a hint of timidity appeared on his face.
"What are you hiding from?"
Shen Qianyu stretched out his hand, but Song Wan kept hiding back.
"What are you afraid of? I am a chamberlain, what can I do to you?"
Is it possible that she, who is so delicate and charming, wants to spend the night in the mountains?
Shen Qianyu squatted down with his back to Song Wan: "Come up here, if you continue to delay, you won't be able to return to Shangjing in the future."
"Father-in-law, there is no need to..."
Shen Qianyu stood up, picked up the man and ran down the mountain quickly.
He asked him to say that these noble ladies were smart, but they were also really troublesome.
He acts coyly and doesn't say anything, and he doesn't know how to adapt.
However, it is puzzling that you can walk up the mountain road to reach Shangdaoshan.
The man was tall but his steps were unusually steady. Song Wan felt quite ashamed when he realized that he had placed his arms slightly across his chest, deliberately widening the distance between him and himself.
It's really... shameful that someone would go to such trouble to take care of her after saving her.
Song Wan closed his eyes to prevent himself from dying of shame, while Shen Qianyu held the person in his arms steadily as he shuttled through the path.
After running for who knows how long, Shen Qianyu slowly stopped.
"There's someone ahead."
We are almost reaching the outskirts of Beijing, but now there are three or five people holding lanterns looking for something.
"It's my brother."
"Are you sure?"
"Um."
Shen Qianyu put the person down, and Song Wan blushed and said, "The lantern has the marks of me and my brother. He is here to find me."
"The ladies from the Chengyang Marquis Mansion should have returned to the city early. If they haven't received any news from you, Song Fu should know about it."
It's just that she is a woman and can't make it public, so she can only send three or five people in disguise to find out.
"Go find your brother, I'll watch you here."
Song Wan nodded and said in a low voice: "Thank you so much, father-in-law, for saving me today. If there is a time..."
"You and I don't want to talk about whether the day will come or not."
He said exactly the same thing a few days ago.
Carefully straightening Song Wan's crooked steps, Shen Qianyu said, "Go ahead."
"I still have to thank you father-in-law."
Song Wan turned to Shen Qianyu with a blushing face. After bowing, he slowly walked towards Song Fu.
Seeing Song Wan, the paleness on Song Fu's face slowly dissipated. He pursed his lips tightly and stepped forward to support Song Wan. Heng Zhi Heng Wu also came over crying holding a lantern.
Both of them were wearing servant's clothes. They neither dared to call Song Wan's name nor made too much noise.
He asked the mother-in-law to drive the carriage in front of Song Wan, and Heng Zhi Heng Wu helped the man get on the carriage.
As the carriage left, Song Fu suddenly turned around and looked in the direction where Song Wan had come back. For some reason, he felt that Song Wan did not come back alone.
There was no sound in the darkness, Song Fu frowned slightly and left.
He had no idea that there was an exhausted Shen Qianyu lying on the ground.
Shen Qianyu was now spreading his arms and gasping for air. After a long time, he finally let out a long sigh of relief: "What happened today is nothing more than a trip to the Dongchang torture hall..."
