She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 301 - 300: Saving Someone on a Rainy Night, Shen Shuyun Appears Again

Chapter 301: Chapter 300: Saving Someone on a Rainy Night, Shen Shuyun Appears Again

Looking at Shen Shuyun, who was soaking wet and pitifully small like a kitten,

Yan Wanqing felt that she had really stirred up big trouble today.

If she was here, then Song Huaxu must also be nearby.

His obsession with Song Ning ran deep, and since Shen Shuyun resembled Song Ning so closely, her personal safety must undoubtedly be a prime concern for Song Huaxu.

A deep look flashed across Yan Wanqing’s eyes.

Xiangcheng was too comfortable, and she somewhat despised her own scheming nature.

But Song Huaxu was the accomplice in her father’s death, and that vengeance must be avenged no matter what.

She would not give up just because Song Huaxu was too powerful.

Shen Shuyun, who had presented herself on a platter... Yan Wanqing squinted her peach blossom eyes, reasoning that not using her would be a waste.

"How did you end up in the water?" Yan Wanqing asked.

Shen Shuyun’s expression slightly stiffened, and after a long while, she softly replied, "I was pushed."

"Why?"

"Love and hate." As soon as Shen Shuyun finished speaking, she realized the voice of the questioner sounded very familiar. She looked up and saw Yan Wanqing’s beautiful face and was stunned, "You, you’re that..."

"Long time no see," Yan Wanqing said, raising her eyebrows at her.

The cold rain splashed onto Shen Shuyun’s face, and she opened her mouth wide, staring at Yan Wanqing, completely dumbfounded.

Is this what they call a narrow path for enemies?

"The rain is getting heavier, I’m going back, and you should head back early too," Yan Wanqing said, seeing her sitting on the ground like a quail, with no further interest in asking questions; then she lifted her foot to walk away.

But just after taking a step, her leg was grabbed.

"Let go," Yan Wanqing said with distaste, "You’re getting my skirt wet."

Shen Shuyun’s eyes widened in disbelief, the resentment from being pushed into the water erupting in that moment, "Do you have any humanity at all? Am I less important to you than a skirt?!"

Yan Wanqing sighed, "Why are you so angry?"

Angrily, Shen Shuyun grabbed the hem of her dress and used it to stand up; she was a head shorter than Yan Wanqing, "I don’t care, I want to come back with you."

Yan Wanqing was baffled, "Why?"

"You saved me," Shen Shuyun stated as a matter of fact, "Save completely, assist thoroughly."

"You should know that I have irreconcilable enmity with the Radiant Church. Aren’t you afraid of being expelled by the church if you follow me?"

A hint of hesitation flashed in Shen Shuyun’s eyes, but she quickly nodded firmly, "Why do you talk so much, hurry up and let’s go. I’m not scared, are you?"

"Fine... then," Yan Wanqing said, seemingly helpless to refuse.

Shen Shuyun leaned her entire body against her, very familiarly.

Back in Mingyue Town, she still pretended to be somewhat of a timid rabbit; but now, just fished out from the river, she grew too lazy to pretend, clinging tightly to Yan Wanqing.

Yan Wanqing inhaled sharply, "Keep your distance from me."

"No, it’s cold," Shen Shuyun clung to her tightly.

The journey, which she could have quickly completed alone, was dragged out to the duration of a tea time by Shen Shuyun.

Finally unable to bear it, Yan Wanqing wrapped her arm around her waist and took her up to a tea house.

The shopkeeper, seeing Shen Shuyun all wet, quickly brought over some soft dry cloths for her to wipe herself.

Yan Wanqing shielded her from the glances of male customers that were somewhat cast their way.

"Please prepare a horse carriage," Yan Wanqing then pulled out a piece of silver.

The shopkeeper, already aware that she was a distinguished guest, was unhesitating, providing whatever was needed in face of money.

Soon the carriage was ready, and Yan Wanqing had Shen Shuyun get on first, before she gathered some purchased items and then boarded the carriage.

"Hurry, hurry, it’s so cold," Shen Shuyun huddled in a corner, shivering; even though it was the weather of July or August, the nights were bitterly cold with rain.

Seeing this, Yan Wanqing was suspicious, "Don’t you have Inner Strength?"

Shen Shuyun shook her pale face, "He... did not teach me."

"Why?" Song Huaxu was never stingy with martial arts.

"Because that woman cannot."

Upon hearing this, Yan Wanqing felt it inappropriate to ask any further.

She thought that Song Huaxu was somewhat dishonorable in this matter.

"Come closer," Yan Wanqing gestured to her.

She was driving, controlling the direction of the reins.

Shen Shuyun was not sure if it was the fever, but her mind was a bit sluggish; by the time she reacted, she had already moved next to Yan Wanqing, and her little face crumpled with regret.

Yan Wanqing gently placed a hand on her back, "Let’s dry you first, otherwise you’re going to catch a cold."

Once they got home, she’d brew a pot of hot ginger soup for this one.

Shen Shuyun only felt warmth spreading from her back, soon reaching her limbs, and she gradually closed her eyes.

When Yan Wanqing withdrew her hand, there was a head resting on her shoulder.

She clicked her tongue and pushed the head to one side.

Soon, the carriage arrived at their destination.

Yan Wanqing looked at the huddled Shen Shuyun, her peach blossom eyes deeply concerned.

Song Huaxu’s second female disciple, also her own junior sister.

After a moment’s thought, she picked up the person and walked straight inside.

The others were shocked to see her carrying a woman in her arms.

Sun Hongxuan immediately came forward to take over, "Cousin, who is this?"

"Just a small deed, send her to take a hot bath, and then drink a bowl of ginger soup," said Yan Wanqing, sticky all over and longing to wash up herself, "We’ll talk more tomorrow."

Seeing the weariness in her eyes, Sun Hongxuan could only suppress his curiosity and handed Shen Shuyun over to the servants.

A night without dreams.

Yan Wanqing had the habit of practicing swordplay early in the morning, but the ground was muddy after last night’s heavy rain, and with rain still drifting in the air, it really wasn’t suitable for sword practice.

She simply started flipping through the books she bought yesterday.

Before long, there was a knock at the door.

Yan Lingzhen walked in holding a bowl of dark broth, "Big sister, did you also fall into the water yesterday?"

"No," Yan Wanqing shook her head.

Yan Lingzhen breathed a sigh of relief but still placed the bowl of broth in front of her, "Drink it anyway; the person Big Sister saved last night is no longer running a high fever."

"Is it serious?" Hopefully she won’t die from the fever; Shen Shuyun is quite important to her.

Yan Lingzhen nodded, "She already started talking nonsense; it was only with great difficulty that we managed to get some soup medicine down her, and she even vomited on cousin."

"Is Sun Hongxuan taking care of her?" Yan Wanqing raised an eyebrow, "When has he been so compassionate?"

She had never seen Sun Hongxuan this proactive on a regular day.

Could it be that he has taken a liking to Shen Shuyun?

Impossible.

His own fifth younger sister is much prettier than this little cabbage.

Has Sun Hongxuan gone blind?

Yan Wanqing slightly furrowed her brow.

Unaware of her thoughts, Yan Lingzhen pouted, "Big sister, drink the medicine quickly. Don’t think you can ignore a cold just because you are skilled in martial arts."

"Okay, okay." Yan Wanqing dared not refuse her own Xiaoliu, lifted the soup bowl, and drank it all at once, the bitterness causing her brows to furrow deeply.

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