Da Li Temple - Chapter 21.2

Chapter 21.2
Lake Tour

The painted boat sailed slowly on the lake, surrounded by lotus leaves and flowers, making a rustling sound.

Su Moyi felt that there might be no solution to the poison given to him by Song Zhengxing. He stood on the side of the boat holding Si Yu, looking at the lotus leaves reaching the sky and its buds half-opened before him, and could not help but be annoyed. Obviously, he refused, but why his two legs didn’t listen to him when looking at Lin Wanqing on the boat? Behind him was Empress Dowager’s voice, amused by Lin Wanqing, which was clear and bright.
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When Su Moyi remembered that absurd dream last night, his heart became unhappy. Lying on one side, Si Yu also absentmindedly looked at the flowers in the lake, several times wanting to turn around but being dragged back by Su Moyi. He tightened the rope in his hand, afraid that even Si Yu had betrayed him.
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“Wow! So cute!” Lin Wanqing’s voice. As long as she was a bit more excited and happy, her voice was not quite the same as usual and carried a feminine touch.
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“You touch it.” The Empress Dowager smiled from ear to ear and spoke with gentleness in her voice.
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“Hmph!” Su Moyi coldly laughed, thinking that whenever Lin Wanqing’s temper was smooth, she knew how to coax people to be happy.
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“Can I hug it?” Lin Wanqing asked.
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Hearing that word ‘hug,’ Su Moyi’s heart flinched, and a not-so-good premonition spread quietly. The rope under his hand abruptly moved, followed by a wild bark that resounded through the sky. Si Yu seemed to have smelled something that excited him. A robust tail swept wildly, annoyingly pulling Su Moyi around.
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At the same time, an ear-piercing cat cry came from behind him, shrill and full of hostility.
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Then again, Su Moyi felt the rope on his hand loosen, slipping through his hand like a slithering snake.
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“Ah!!!” Someone screamed. Then came the sound of a heavy object falling into the water, two clatters, one after the other.
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Su Moyi only saw two huge waves. On the side, Wei Shu was so scared that her face was pale. Her lips trembled, and she couldn’t speak. The Empress Dowager was also frightened, holding the Persian cat in her arms for a moment.

“Somebody! Someone, help!” Wei Shu was the first to react, and she stumbled towards the stern of the boat to call out for the guards. But before she could walk a few more steps, another sound of rushing water rang in her ears.
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A piece of azure-colored robe brushed past the boat’s credenza and fell straight into the water.
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“Heir…… Su ……” Wei Shu abruptly stopped her steps, looking unbelievably at Su Moyi, who jumped into the lake.

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Su Moyi had jumped into the water after Lin Wanqing. When he knew she had fallen into the water, his body reacted faster than his mind.
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After Lin Wanqing fell into the lake, Si Yu smashed her hard. Her heart and guts cracked, and she almost vomited a mouthful of blood. She didn’t have time to inhale before she choked into a large mouthful of water. Her limbs immediately lost their footing, leaving only instinctive panic.
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The more she panicked, the more she sank.
The hot sun overhead illuminated Su Moyi’s face, tickling her heart.

Su Moyi dives underwater and circles his arm around her waist. People who are about to lose consciousness have little strength. Lin Wanqing’s eyes were slightly closed, and she was already breathing weakly. He patted heavily on her back twice, and she spat a mouthful of water.
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Her bun was loose because of the struggle just now, and her hair hung down, sticking to her cheeks and neck, lining her pale skin even more colorless.
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Su Moyi removed the hair on her face and patted her. There was no response. Her curling eyelashes, wet by the lake water, stained with a few drops of water droplets, almost falling. The eyelashes fluttered gently with his patting, like two small butterflies drenched in rainwater.
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Her soaked robe was heavy, and Su Moyi reached out to untie it. He pulled open the lapel a little, revealing her white back. Su Moyi was stunned. The water droplets on her eyelashes fell to his fingertips. There was warmth on the place he touched and — some subtle unevenness on the skin. He suddenly remembered the feeling on his fingertips when he hugged that person. It turned out that the marks he touched that night were whip marks.
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Su Moyi suddenly recalled a month ago, the night when Wang Hu died, Lin Wanqing’s perverse behavior in the Capital Government Office.
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Is there another explanation?
She wasn’t afraid of flogging but taking off her pants and robe. The thoughts from that day in the study broke at this moment, and he couldn’t help but string together the events before and after he met Lin Wanqing.

That familiar smell on her.
That disappeared woman from Da Li Temple.
The bowl of medicine Liang Weiping had sent a few days ago.
And when she was unwilling to take off the scarf even though it was hot —
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All these things, on their own, were coincidences, but what if we linked them together?
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With his thoughts in turmoil, Su Moyi looked down at the person in his arms. He couldn’t think about it, so he first ferried a breath towards her mouth.
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She frowned and grunted, regaining some consciousness.
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“Relax!” He leaned down to her ear and warmly admonished her. Then he rolled her over, laid her on his back, and took her onto the shore just like that. He didn’t know what kind of mentality he had, but when he carried Lin Wanqing, Su Moyi intentionally turned her in a different direction. He turned her face and chest towards himself. He hugged her a few points tighter when they got out of the water.
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A maid had already waited on the shore with something to cover them up.
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While holding the confused Lin Wanqing, Su Moyi took the thin blanket in the maid’s hands and wrapped her tightly.
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There was a nearby small pavilion that the royal family used exclusively for enjoying the scenery, built near the water and surrounded by bamboo curtains for protection from the rain. Without other options, Su Moyi followed the maid to that loft.
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Lin Wanqing slowly recovered at this time. Wrapped in a thin blanket, she struggled to get off the ground, her face blushing uncharacteristically.
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After the maid handed the dry clothes and opened the loft door, she waited for them to change their clothes. With their status, a difference between seniority and inferiority, Su Moyi went first to change.

Lin Wanqing searched for a rock to sit on, allowing the maid to help her twist her wet hair. However, after Su Moyi took the clothes handed over by the maid, he didn’t leave. He looked at her with his deep eyes.
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“Lin Recorder suffered a cold only a few days ago. I’m afraid you’ll get cold again if you’re waiting outside.” He slowed down his speech, looked at Lin Wanqing, and said word by word: “Why don’t we change together?”
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Wei Shu: Hmm? I smell adultery —