The frail counselor you said, you fight against three heroes alone?

Ouyang Linlin nodded slightly, with a hint of shock still in her eyes, and said softly: "My husband is right, but this bloody scene is really frightening."

Xi Yu comforted him, "Don't be afraid. If these evil people are punished, there will be fewer disasters in the future."

In Youzhou, Zhao Yun has been restless and frowning in recent days because Xi Yu has not returned yet.

He paced back and forth in the tent, looking into the distance from time to time, thinking to himself: "Why hasn't the lord returned from this trip? Did he encounter some kind of accident?"

He thought that if Xiyu came back and punished him immediately, everything would be fine. But now he felt very nervous and uneasy.

Zhao Yun crossed his arms, his eyes full of anxiety: "My lord, my lord, when will you return? This kind of waiting is really torture."

Zhao Yun sighed and said to himself, "I feel like there's a rabbit in my heart, jumping around non-stop. If my lord doesn't come back, I'm afraid I'll be driven crazy by this torment."

He walked to the door of the tent again, looked at the distant horizon, and murmured, "At least a little news about the lord's return would be good."

At this moment, a gust of wind blew, ruffling Zhao Yun's hair, but it could not blow away the worries in his heart.

In addition, in Youzhou College, Wenxuan frowned slightly, as he hadn't seen Xiyu for a long time.

She thought about it for a moment, and then made up her mind: "I'm going to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to take a look."

Wenxuan walked towards the Prime Minister's Mansion with light steps and determination in his eyes.

When Wenxuan arrived at Xiyu's house, he found that Xiyu had not been home for a long time.

Her face was filled with surprise and worry. She stood in the courtyard of the mansion and muttered to herself, "How could this be? I wonder where he went?"

Wenxuan returned to the college and walked absent-mindedly in the yard.

She lowered her head, her brows furrowed, her mind full of the fact that Xi Yu had not returned for a long time.

Suddenly, Dongfanghong saw her.

Dongfanghong walked over quickly and saw that she looked thoughtful. She asked with concern, "Wenxuan, what's wrong with you? You look so worried."

Wenxuan raised his head, worry in his eyes, and said slowly: "I haven't seen Xiyu for a long time. It turns out that he has been out for so long."

Dongfanghong suddenly realized what was going on and couldn't help but feel worried. She said, "That's true. I wonder if he's doing well out there."

Wenxuan turned his head, forced a smile at Dongfanghong, and said, "I hope so, but I'm always worried."

Dongfanghong frowned and said thoughtfully: "Perhaps we can ask around and see if we can get any news about him."

Wenxuan's eyes lit up, then dimmed again. He shook his head and said, "Who can I ask? We don't even know where he went."

At this time, a breeze blew and ruffled Wenxuan's hair. She raised her hand to smooth her hair, and her expression became more depressed.

Dongfanghong looked at Wenxuan, feeling helpless, and said, "Let's wait a little longer. Maybe he will suddenly show up one day."

After a while, Dongfanghong left.

Wenxuan stood there alone, feeling that everything around him became dull and boring, and a feeling of boredom surged in his heart.

She bit her lip and thought to herself: Why not go out for a walk, and go a little further, to the countryside. After all, I used to have this hobby.

Thinking of this, there was a hint of anticipation in Wenxuan's eyes, and she walked out of the college with firm steps.

Wenxuan unknowingly came to a village, which was the tribe where Xi Zhicai lived. He saw Xi Zhicai fishing leisurely in a place, looking relaxed and having a very comfortable life.

He held a fishing rod, his eyes fixed on the water, with a faint smile on his lips, as if the troubles in the world had nothing to do with him.

When Wenxuan saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a little envious and thought: This is the real free life.

Although Xi Zhicai was protected by someone, the protector just watched from afar.

Xi Zhicai came back from fishing and started pruning the grapes.

He was holding a pair of scissors and carefully trimming the branches and leaves. Suddenly, he realized that he had not contacted Xiyu for a long time.

He stopped what he was doing, raised his head slightly, thought for a moment, and decided to write a letter to tell Xiyu that he was fine.

Xi Zhicai raised the corner of his mouth and said to himself: "I think Xi Yu will feel more at ease knowing the situation here."

Xi Zhicai put down the scissors, turned around and walked into the house, took out paper and pen, sat down at the table, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, his thoughts flying.

He wrote: "My dear brother Xiyu, I haven't written to you for a long time. How are you? I am living a peaceful life here, fishing and pruning trees every day, which is quite pleasant. Although you are not by my side, I am free and worry-free. I hope everything goes well for you and don't worry about me."

After writing, Xi Zhicai folded the letter carefully and prepared to send it out.

At this time, there were a few bird calls outside the window. Xi Zhicai looked out the window, looking forward to Xi Yu's response after receiving the letter.

Xi Zhicai sealed the letter, called a confidant, solemnly handed the letter to him, and reminded him: "Make sure to deliver this letter to Xi Yu as soon as possible, without any mistakes."

The confidant took the letter and said respectfully, "Don't worry, sir. I will definitely fulfill my mission."

After his confidants left, Xi Zhicai walked to the grape trellis again, looking at the branches and leaves that he had trimmed neatly, thinking silently in his heart: I wonder what Xi Yu is doing now, and whether he is as peaceful and calm as I am.

A breeze blew by, and Xi Zhicai squinted his eyes slightly, enjoying this moment of tranquility and leisure.

Xi Yu and the others continued to ride forward, getting closer and closer to Youzhou. Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in front of them. It turned out to be Wenxuan riding a horse and sightseeing leisurely. Unknowingly, they had left Youzhou.

When Wenxuan saw Xiyu and the other three, his eyes widened in disbelief, his mouth slightly open, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He shouted in surprise: "Xiyu, it's really you!"

Wenxuan was talking to everyone excitedly, as if he had endless things to say. Xiyu smiled and told Wenxuan about his experiences along the way, and Wenxuan listened attentively, sometimes amazed and sometimes laughing.

Wenxuan said, "I came out alone, thinking of relaxing, but I never thought I would meet you. I'm so lucky." Her eyes moved over Xiyu and others, full of joy.

Xi Yu said: "Perhaps this is fate. Next, why don't you go with us."

Wenxuan readily agreed, his eyes full of anticipation.

Everyone got on their horses again and continued their journey home with laughter and joy.

Along the way, the sunlight shone on them, casting warm outlines.

Wenxuan and Xiyu rode side by side, constantly exchanging information about each other's recent situation. Wenxuan talked about his life in the college, while Xiyu shared the interesting things he encountered along the way.

Suddenly, a hare jumped out from the bushes, causing everyone to exclaim. Wenxuan smiled and said, "This little rabbit really adds some fun to our journey."

Before he knew it, the sun was setting and a gorgeous sunset glow appeared on the horizon. Wenxuan looked at the beautiful scenery and couldn't help but sigh: "Such a beautiful scenery, I really hope it can be frozen in this moment forever."

Xiyu turned to look at Wenxuan and said gently, "There will be more good times waiting for us in the future."

In this warm atmosphere, everyone continued to move towards Youzhou.

It was raining heavily that day, and Wenxuan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, because she had to hurry back because she had to go to college for classes the next day.

Xi Yu and the others seemed to be unhurried, after all, they could rest in the inn.

Although Xiyu tried his best to persuade her to stay, he said, "Wenxuan, it's raining so hard, don't leave. Stay and make plans tomorrow."

But Wenxuan knew clearly that the rules of the academy could not be abolished. She bit her lip and said firmly, "No, Xiyu, I have to go back. I can't violate the rules of the academy."

Having said that, she tightened the reins and prepared to rush into the rain.

Seeing Wenxuan so determined, Xiyu frowned slightly and said worriedly: "Then you must be careful, the rain is too heavy and the road is slippery."

Wenxuan nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will be careful." After that, she kicked the horse's belly and rushed into the rain.

Xi Yu looked at her receding back, his heart full of worry.

Back in the inn room, Xiyu stood in front of the window, looking at the heavy rain outside, muttering to himself: "I hope Wenxuan can return to the college safely."

Wenxuan was walking hard in the rain, her whole body was soaked, the rain blurred her vision, but she had only one thought in her mind: she must get back to the college on time. In another room, Ouyang Linlin and Xiaohong saw this scene.

Xiaohong's expression became even more nervous, and she couldn't help but say, "Miss, I think Xiyu and Wenxuan like each other."

Ouyang Linlin smiled slightly and said softly: "Maybe Wenxuan is interested in the Prime Minister, but my husband probably won't like it. And this Wenxuan seems to have a special personality. Others may think my husband is very good, but I may not like him."

Xiao Hong frowned and asked in confusion: "Miss, why do you say that?"

Ouyang Linlin sighed softly and explained, "You can see that Wenxuan insisted on going back to the academy in the rain, so you know that she is not a woman who will be easily trapped by love."

Xiaohong nodded as if she understood, but her eyes still looked at the rain outside the window from time to time.

Then, Ouyang Linlin suddenly turned her gaze and asked Xiaohong a question: "Xiaohong, you are also of marriageable age, do you have someone you like?"

Xiao Hong's face immediately turned red like a ripe apple. She waved her hands and said, "Miss, I won't get married. I want to serve you all my life."

Ouyang Linlin frowned slightly and said seriously, "Absolutely not. How can I delay your lifelong event?"

Xiao Hong said anxiously: "Miss, I am really willing to serve you, I have never thought about anything else."

Ouyang Linlin took Xiaohong's hand and said earnestly: "Silly girl, I know you are loyal, but women must always get married."

Xiao Hong's voice unconsciously became louder because of her excitement: "Miss, I really don't like it!"

Just then, Xi Yu walked in and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you? Why are you so noisy?"

Ouyang Linlin smiled helplessly and told the whole story: "My husband, I asked Xiaohong if she had a crush on someone now that she was of marriageable age. She was very excited and said she would not get married and would serve me for the rest of her life. I tried to persuade her, but she was still not happy."

Xi Yu frowned slightly and said solemnly: "I have discussed this issue before, and she said the same thing at the time."

Ouyang Linlin frowned slightly and sighed deeply, her expression full of helplessness and worry.

Seeing this, Xiaohong stepped forward quickly, a sincere and bright smile bloomed on her face, her eyes were firm, and she took Ouyang Linlin's hand and said, "Miss, you don't have to sigh, I really think this kind of life is very happy."

Xiaohong thought that being able to always be with the young lady and help her solve her problems was her greatest satisfaction. Even if there was no marriage, she would have no regrets.

Ouyang Linlin opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but before she could say anything, she was stopped by Xi Yu.

Xi Yu shook his head slightly, with a hint of seriousness on his face, and said, "Let's not talk about this topic anymore."

There was a hint of unquestionability in her eyes, as if she was afraid that continuing this topic would cause more trouble.

Ouyang Linlin's face was full of unwillingness, her brows were tightly furrowed, and there was a hint of anxiety in her eyes, as if she wanted to refute Xi Yu's decision.

But seeing Xi Yu's determined expression, she finally swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue. She just bit her lips lightly, looking helpless.

Xiao Hong stood aside, looking at Ouyang Linlin, then at Xi Yu, with a puzzled and puzzled look on her face, but she was muttering in her heart: "What on earth is going on? Why are we suddenly not allowed to talk about it?"

But she didn't dare say much, she just lowered her head silently and fiddled with the corner of her clothes.

For a moment, the room fell into an awkward silence, with only the occasional bird calls outside the window breaking the depressing silence.

On the other side, Wenxuan held the reins tightly and continued riding, with the horse's hooves raising clouds of dust.

When passing by a place, I saw the water in front of me was rushing and surging, the waves were surging, and the water force was astonishingly huge.

When the horse stepped into it, its entire body was almost submerged, and the water hit the horse's legs, making a loud noise.

At this moment, there was a sudden gust of wind, the wind was sharp and piercing, it made the branches tremble and the leaves fluttered down.

The sudden strong wind scared Wenxuan. Her face turned pale in an instant and her heart began to pound.

She subconsciously tightened the reins, trying to steady the frightened horse, her eyes filled with fear and tension.

Wenxuan tried hard to calm his panic, and kept soothing the frightened horse under his crotch: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we can get through it."

However, the horse kept snorting and stamping its hooves in the water, as if trying to escape from this terrible predicament.

The wind was still whistling in his ears, making Wenxuan's clothes rustle.

Her hair was blown into a mess and her eyes were almost blinded by the wind and sand.

But she did not dare to slack off at all. She held the reins tightly, leaned forward, and tried her best to control the situation.

The surrounding water flow became increasingly turbulent, and the huge impact force made the horses' steps stagger.

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Wenxuan's forehead, slid down his cheeks and mixed with the splashing water.

She secretly cried out in her heart: "What should I do? Am I going to die here today?"

Just when Wenxuan was almost feeling desperate, the wind gradually died down and the horse seemed to calm down a little.

She seized the opportunity, kicked the horse's belly hard, and shouted, "Go!" The horse leaped with all its might, and finally rushed out of the deep water area with Wenxuan.

Wenxuan let out a long sigh, slumped on the horse's back, looking at the still surging water behind him, his heart filled with gratitude for surviving the disaster.

But Wenxuan's clothes were soaked through, heavy and clinging to her body, and every gust of wind brought a bone-chilling chill. Although she had escaped from that dangerous situation, she felt cold all over, and her teeth were chattering uncontrollably, making a "crackling" sound.

Her lips had turned purple from the cold, her face was as pale as paper, and her body was shaking uncontrollably.

At this moment, she felt as if she was in an ice cellar. The chill penetrated from her skin to her bones, and then spread from her bones to the depths of her soul.

Wenxuan hugged his arms tightly, trying to give himself a little warmth, but his weak body temperature was of no help in the face of the cold.

She looked at the unknown road ahead, and a sense of sadness rose in her heart: "I wonder how long this cold will torture me."

Next, Wenxuan was unable to resist the cold and fatigue, and he fainted.

The rain was getting heavier, and the big raindrops fell mercilessly, soaking her entire body.

The rain flowed down her cheeks, mixed with sweat, and stuck her already messy hair tightly to her face.

Her unconscious body looked so fragile and helpless in the rain.

The strong wind was still raging, whistling, as if mocking Wenxuan's embarrassment.

She just lay quietly on the ground, letting the rain wash over her, as if she had become one with the bad weather.

In the inn, Xiyu looked out the window at the worsening weather, and his worries grew stronger, so he thought of Wenxuan again. He frowned and turned to walk out the door.

Seeing this, Ouyang Linlin hurried forward to hold him back and said, "Husband, there is no need to go out. Wenxuan is not a child, can't he hide from the rain? Besides, he has already walked so far, how can husband catch up with him?"

There was a hint of anger in her eyes and her tone was a little anxious.

After hearing her words, Xi Yu paused and stood there in thought for a moment.

He thought about the situation Wenxuan might face, and thought that what Ouyang Linlin said was indeed reasonable. He couldn't help but sighed and muttered to himself: "Alas, I can only hope that she will be safe."

Then, he sat back in the chair helplessly, his eyes still glancing out the window from time to time, his heart full of worries difficult to dispel.

In the second half of the night, the rain finally stopped.

The dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on the earth.

The air was filled with a faint floral scent, which seemed to have substance, lingering around the tip of the nose and making people intoxicated.

The smell of moist earth mixed with the fragrance of flowers forms a unique and charming scent, as if it is a precious gift given to the world by nature after the baptism of rain.

The breeze blows gently, carrying this fragrance, passing through every corner, soothing people's tired hearts. (End of this chapter)