The Beauties of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 95

Wanlan, who was in a daze, turned around sharply and glared at the man behind her. Had he just said something?

What did you just say?

Zhao Dezhao smiled at her expression, which seemed to say, "Did I hear that right?" and repeated softly, "If you like it, you can move in." He paused, then continued, "Don't worry, I won't move in without your permission, okay?"

Turning her gaze toward the bamboo house, Wanlan narrowed her eyes and smiled with delight, "Alright!" Although this place is so far from the capital, how similar this bamboo house is to the one on the outskirts of the capital? She wanted to... experience the environment and state of mind that Zehua was in during his convalescence.

Su Li also lived in the bamboo house with her.

Su Li is a very honest and straightforward woman. Before, because she was worried about Zhao Dezhao, she was willing to lower herself to beg her former master, completely disregarding how embarrassing it would be. But now that she sees Zhao Dezhao seems to have returned to normal, she has started to be indifferent to Wanlan again.

Think about it, no woman could remain calm and amiable while watching the man she likes treat another woman intimately, even if she knew that man would never belong to her.

Wanlan didn't want Su Li's attitude to affect her mood at all.

For the past two weeks, she hasn't had morning sickness again. Sometimes she jokes that she doesn't deserve anyone's affection, and that she's actually quite happy when no one cares about her.

Four or five days after moving to the bamboo house, she gradually realized that this decision was indeed a wise one.

Although the weather was not good, the torrential rain that had lasted for half a month had stopped for five days, but the sky still did not clear up. The wasteland outside the bamboo house was also desolate. However, the rushing Bian River on the other side gave people a completely different feeling. Wanlan found for the first time that she actually liked this magnificent scene.

Because she didn't seem to have much to talk about with Su Li, Zhao Dezhao didn't come to the bamboo house very often—although she found it strange that the man who wanted to be with her all the time would suddenly change his attitude, she didn't think about the reason in detail.

Wanlan's favorite thing to do lately is to sit by the window and watch the tides rise and fall on the Bian River. In this focused attention born of boredom, she noticed that the river seemed to have risen a lot.

There were about thirty feet between the bamboo house and the Bian River. However, she suddenly realized that the Bian River was rising and was now only ten feet below the ground. If the rainstorm didn't stop, the bamboo house would probably be submerged by the Bian River in a few days.

Turning her gaze away, Wanlan called out, "Su—" Before she could utter the girl's name, the girl had already vanished from her sight. She paused for a moment, then smiled faintly.

He probably went back to the courtyard house to cook.

Every day was like this. When it was time, Su Li would go back to the courtyard to cook, and only after Zhao Dezhao had eaten would she send the food to the bamboo house. Then she would stay there until the next mealtime, and so on, day after day.

But... Su Li is ignoring her more and more these days, and he doesn't even bother to tell her when he's leaving.

Oh well, she's used to being alone anyway.

one person……

Wanlan paused for a moment, then blinked very slowly.

Why did I never think of this problem before?

She's all alone now. It's been four or five days since she moved into the bamboo house. Zhao Dezhao isn't always here, and Su Li sometimes goes back to the courtyard to cook...

How could she be so slow to understand?

She could easily leave and go back to Rongyang!

Wanlan jumped up excitedly, ran to the bamboo couch, and quickly gathered a few pieces of clothing. However, her excitement lasted only a quarter of an hour—

The sound of rain pattering outside the window made Wanlan's hand, which had just picked up the bundle, freeze. She turned her head in disbelief to look at the scene outside the window where the rain had suddenly poured down. The bundle in her hand fell to the ground in a daze.

how so……

Almost instinctively, she reached out and touched her lower abdomen. She couldn't help but wonder if the child would blame his mother for being reckless if she left in the rain.

Bending down to pick up her bundle, she began searching the room for an umbrella. She had to leave today, otherwise she didn't know when she would be able to leave again. Moreover, Zhao Dezhao would never imagine that she would travel in the rain. Perhaps he wouldn't come to see her today, or perhaps by the time he found out, she would already be back in Rongyang.

Searching every corner of the house, Wanlan found a bamboo umbrella that hadn't been used in a long time behind the door. Overjoyed, she grabbed it and stepped out of the bamboo house. However, before she could open the umbrella, a slightly damp long arm suddenly appeared in front of her, and a deep voice said:

"Madam, you mustn't."

Volume 5, Chapter 91, Misty Mist and Rain (3)

Searching every corner of the house, Wanlan found a bamboo umbrella that hadn't been used in a long time behind the door. Overjoyed, she grabbed it and stepped out of the bamboo house. However, before she could open the umbrella, a slightly damp long arm suddenly appeared in front of her, and a deep voice said:

"Madam, you mustn't."

Wanlan turned her head in surprise, staring at Lan Wu who had suddenly appeared in front of her, and exclaimed, "What are you doing here?" Although she knew that Lan Wu had been protecting her in the shadows, she had not been able to sense Lan Wu since she moved to the bamboo house—a completely isolated building. She also knew that there was nothing but weeds around the bamboo house, so it was impossible for Lan Wu to hide. Therefore, she had always thought that Lan Wu should be in a more distant place.

His sudden appearance really startled her.

"The rain is too heavy, Madam should not go out casually. You are now... pregnant, please take care." Lan Wu withdrew his hand and said softly with his eyes half-lowered.

Wanlan frowned and glared at his slightly damp clothes, saying, "Where are you hiding? Isn't there anywhere to take shelter from the rain? And what if Zhao Dezhao finds out you've shown yourself like this?" She didn't want that man to keep watching over her every day anymore.

Lan Wu looked up at her, then lowered his eyes again. "The Prince of Yan already knows." He paused briefly, then said calmly, "Even the Lady can sense it, so the Prince of Yan naturally knows as well. The reason he had the Lady move to this isolated bamboo house is because he guessed that I was nearby. The Prince of Yan probably wants me to show myself."

Wanlan stared wide-eyed at the man who appeared behind Lan Wu, never imagining that Zhao Dezhao had such a hidden intention behind having her move to the back of the bamboo house.

As Wanlan looked up at Zhao Dezhao appearing under the bamboo fence, Lan Wu suddenly turned around and stood in front of Wanlan, his right hand tightly gripping the hilt of his sword at his waist, quietly meeting the man's expressionless face.

Zhao Dezhao's gaze first fell on the bundle and bamboo umbrella in Wanlan's hands, but was blocked by Lan Wu. He raised his eyes to look at the indifferent young man in front of him and sneered: "You want to take her away?"

"Yes, but not now," Lan Wu replied calmly.

"Oh?" Zhao Dezhao raised an eyebrow, a half-smile playing on his lips. "Not now?"

Lan Wu met his gaze without blinking and explained simply, "It's raining right now, and Madam shouldn't get wet."

So what do you plan to do?

"Stay here and wait for the rain to stop, then take her back to Rongyang."

Zhao Dezhao laughed loudly, then took a few steps closer to him with his hands behind his back. "Do you think I would allow that?"

Lan Wu slightly raised his chin, pursed his lips, and said calmly, "Lan Wu does not need His Highness Prince Yan's permission to do anything."