Mountain and River Pillow

    Chu Yu did not touch Wei Yun, even though she was standing neatly in front of him, she knew that this man must be bruised and battered under his clothes. Next to her, Chang Yue and Evening Moon came forward and helped Chu Yu.

    A stabbing pain came from Chu Yu’s knee, causing her to take a breath of cold air, and Wei Yun went up to her, saying anxiously, “Sister-in-law?

    “It’s okay,” Chu Yu was now much more awake, no longer fragile from her illness, she looked calm, smiled and said, “Go back, you are also injured.”

Speaking, she commanded Wei Xia and Wei Dong to come and help Wei Yun, but Wei Yun was a little embarrassed, he was just about to say something, but he listened to Chu Yu say, “Don’t hold on to your leg if it’s injured, you’ll have to be taken care of by your family.”

    Wei Yun stiffened and knew that even though he thought he was well disguised, that person was still as clear as a mirror and knew nothing.

    Chu Yu picked up the tablets of Wei Zhong and Wei Jun, and Wei Yun picked up the tablets of his brothers, and then had someone help them into the carriage, with Chu Yu and Wei Yun each sitting on one side. Jiang Chun and the others had already gone back in advance, but Zhang Han and Xie Jin plus the others who had fallen first came back with their people and carried the tablets one by one to the carriage, and followed Chu Yu’s carriage back to the Wei House.

    The carriage creaked, the rain outside was heavy, Wei Yun asked his subordinates to bandage the wounds, and saw Chu Yu on the other side covered with a blanket, and looked calm drinking ginger tea.

    He looked at her quietly, and in just a few days this person had lost a lot of weight, her eyes were blind and blue, face full of fatigue. When Chu Yu saw him measuring her, she raised her head and gave him a look, but asked, “What are you looking at?”

    “Sister-in-law has lost weight.”

    Wei Yun smiled lightly, with some pain in his eyes: “These days, sister-in-law has worked hard.”

    Chu Yu drank ginger soup and put an ice pad on her head, waved her hand: “You were in jail, I am your elder, there was no reason for me to just watch. Now that you are back ……”

    Chu Yu breathed a sigh of relief: “I am worthy of your brother.”

    Saying that, she dropped her gaze on Wei Yun.

    In less than half a month, the boy seemed to have grown up rapidly, he is much taller than when he left Huajing, his eyebrows have also expanded, especially the look in his eyes, he was no longer the unique childish teenager, as if he had grown up overnight and became calm and steady.

    He looked at her and his family, there was a kind of gentleness that was not available to the outside world, and that gentleness made Chu Yu feel a little confused for a moment.

    She had even thought that Wei Jun would not die, and that in this lifetime, this young man will be the person she accompanied throughout her life.

    Thinking of this mute youth, Chu Yu had some inexplicable regrets in her heart, her eyes were a little confused, Wei Yun saw her looking straight at him, confused: “sister-in-law?”

    Chu Yu was shouted at by Wei Yun, she withdrew her mind, and laughed, “I just found out today that you are a little similar to your brother, especially your eyes.”

    Chu Yu looked at Wei Yun’s eyes and arched her eyebrows, “I remember that he also seemed to have Danfeng eyes?”

    “Yes.” The mention of my eldest brother, Wei Yun subconsciously grabbing the shirt, seems to be very painful, difficult to say: “My elder brother he …… had Danfeng eyes, just a little more round eyes than me, and looked much gentler. People who had seen him, there was no one who did not like him ……”

    Wei Yun said, the voice gradually decreased, there was thunder outside, Chu Yu looked at the car curtain suddenly falling up and down, listening to the sound of thunder outside, until she did not hear Wei Yun’s  voice for a long time, she slowly turned her head, and looked at him with some doubts.

    Wei Yun stopped talking and his eyes were red,  his back was hunched over, his hands were clutching his shirt, his body trembling slightly. His hair hung down, covering his face, so Chu Yu could not see his expression.

    From the time he put his father and brother in the coffin, he hadn’t cried all the way through this journey. He thought he had sorted out all his emotions, but when everything finally started to settle down and he sat in front of this woman, he remembered his family, and all the pain exploded out.

    The pain of losing a father and a brother suddenly came out, and it tore his heart out. Before fourteen years old he never felt that there was any pain in the world that could hit him, he always felt that he was a Wei family man standing tall, his head fell to the ground with a large scar, what in the world is there to be afraid of?

    Until this moment, he knew that he is still a teenager after all, and that there was too much sadness and pain in this world, and that he could be defeated at will.

    Chu Yu looked at his appearance, and waved her hand, to let the surrounding waiters evening moon and Wei Xia retreat out.

    The two of them were left in the carriage, Chu Yu moved her gaze back outside the carriage, the sound of rain crackling, she hit her hand down on the quilt, and suddenly opened her mouth and sang a little tune.

    That song is a folk song of the North. Usually after returning from a campaign, the women of the North would stand on the side road as the army entered the city, holding up their glasses of wine and singing this little tune in the middle of the road.

    He had heard this song many times, when he was on his horse, following his father and brother, and he would bend down joyfully to take the wine they held for the victory from the girls closest to him.

    The song seemed to be the last straw, so he couldn’t restrain himself any longer and cried out in pain.

    Her song and the sound of rain drowned out his cries, giving him an inexplicable sense of security.

    No one will see his wretchedness at this moment, no one will know that the pillar of the Wei family also cries like a child when he can’t hold back.

    The wind and rain were loud, but her voice was soft and smooth, there was heroism in the voice, but also contained a woman’s unique tenderness.

    She sang until his cries diminished, and as he closed his voice, she slowly stopped and then turned her head and looked at him again, the gaze was soft and calm, still as before when he looked up in distress.

    His hair is scattered, his face is full of tears, but his gaze has settled down, Chu Yu gently smiled and handed him the hand embroidered with plum blossoms handkerchief.

    “After crying,” her voice carried a certain strength that filled one’s heart, and she slowly said, “it’s over.”

    It’s over.

    Everything will end, all sorrows will end.

    He never fell on the battlefield, and he still does today.

    Wei Yun took the handkerchief from Chu Yu and seriously wiped his face clean.

    At that moment the carriage stopped, and Wei Xia spoke out respectfully from outside: “My lord, young lady, we have arrived at the residence.”

    Chu Yu coughed gently, and Wei Yun stepped forward to help her.

    When everything settled down, Chu Yu felt as if she had collapsed for a moment, and she placed all her strength on Wei Yun and Evening Moon as Wei Xia held the umbrella and helped her down.

    When she came down, Chu Yu saw the people of the Wei House standing quietly at the door, their eyes all falling on Chu Yu, as if expecting an answer.

    Chu Yu’s gaze swept through the crowd, and finally nodded.

    “It’s okay,” she said weakly: “The Seventh Prince is back, the Wei House is okay.”

    Hearing this, Wang Lan was the first to cry out, and Zhang Han held her up, gently persuading.

    Xie Jiu came forward and took her from Wei Yun’s hands, helping her inside.

    For a moment the Wei House was noisy, some rejoicing, some crying. Wei Yun was helped by Wei Xia and Wei Dong into the courtyard, looking at the courtyard full of white flowers, as if he had never returned home in several lifetimes.

    He looked at the courtyard calmly, the housekeeper next to him brought someone with him and said anxiously: “Seventh son will first go back to the room and let the doctor look at him……”

    Wei Yun did not speak, his gaze fell to the spiritual hall not far away.

    Everyone stopped their voices, Wei Yun pushed Wei Xia and Wei Dong away and walked towards the spiritual hall by himself.

    The seven coffins fell in the middle of the hall, and the seven tablets stood on the altar, the light of the candles flickered and reflected the names on the tablets, Wei Yun stood quietly in front of the coffins, the whole person was alone, as if he was only that one person left in the world.

    Jiang Chun and Yao Jue were helped out, and when they saw Wei Yun standing in the hearth, they stopped in their tracks and didn’t dare to make a sound.

    The young ladies looked at the back of Wei Yun, dressed in prison clothes, his hair tied back with a hairband, obviously still a teenager, but several young ladies coincidentally saw their husbands’ youthful appearance in this young man.

    The first son Wei Jun, the second son Wei Shuang, the third son Wei Qin, the fourth son Wei Feng, the fifth son Wei Ya, the sixth son Wei Rong.

    Wei Jun is elegant, Wei Shuang is calm, Wei Qin is flirtatious, Wei Feng is uninhibited, Wei Ya is gentle, Wei Rong is bright …… Clearly different qualities, but all in this candle flame, in that young boy named Wei Yun, strange fusion together. They seem to have something that is consistent, so just looking at that back, everyone can look at that teenager and find the shadow of who they want.

    The young ladies couldn’t bear to look any further and each turned their heads away. Only Chu Yu’s gaze kept falling on that teenager, she watched him stand for a while, then slowly knelt down, took three pillars of incense from the side before bowing respectfully and putting them into the incense burner.

    Then he stood up, looked calm and stepped out of the spiritual hall.

    There was no reluctance, no sadness, no tears, and no wailing. But no one dared to accuse a word of filial piety.

    It was as if the man was a phoenix born of fire, after experiencing complete despair, he turned into hope and was reborn in the world.

    He came out of the spirit hall, Wei Xia was the first to react, rushed to help Wei Yun, Wei Yun also did not refuse Wei Xia and Wei Dong’s support, and he left the spirit hall.

    When he left, evening moon asked Chu Yu, “Young lady, have you returned?”

    Chu Yu nodded her head and went back to her room.

    After she returned to her room and freshened up, Chu Yu felt completely collapsed, she fell on the hospital bed and slept for three days in a row, all dazed and not quite awake.

    She only felt that the medicine soup was poured down bowl by bowl, and she vaguely heard many people’s voices, and she opened her eyes to take a look, and felt that she had wasted a lot of energy.

    Wei Yun was all skin trauma, the only thing that needed to be fixed was the leg bones, which were bandaged and put into a wheelchair, so it was no big deal. He heard that Chu Yu had caught a wind chill and was not able to stand up, so he went over to serve her from the next day onwards.

    On the first day of the fever, Chu Yu’s fever was the most serious, so they all took turns to watch over her, but by midnight, all the women couldn’t keep watch.

    Jiang Chun wanted to persuade Wei Yun to go to bed, after all, with the servants on guard, there would be nothing wrong. However, Wei Yun shook his head and said, “I can’t feel safe if I don’t watch over my sister-in-law.”

    Jiang Chun faintly froze, then she understood that Wei Yun was not keeping watch for Chu Yu, but was just using the name of keeping watch for Chu Yu to find an excuse for not being able to sleep peacefully.

    The fact that he didn’t cry or make a fuss doesn’t mean that he wasn’t in pain or upset.

    So Jiang Chun retired, leaving only someone to keep watch with Wei Yun in the outer room of Chu Yu’s house.

    Wei Yun sat in the outer room without going in, and took Wei Jun’s words and copied them carefully.

    After Wei Jun’s death,  Wei Yun’s heart was not at peace, he started copying Wei Jun’s words.

    Wei Jun was the son of the world, so he was required to do the best in everything from childhood. Liu Xueyang was also from Shuxiang Mendi, and the requirements for Wei Jun were higher, so although Wei Jun was born as a general, he wrote a good hand. 

    In the past, Wei Jun also urged him to study well, but he never wanted to bother on this. Now Wei Jun is gone, he is completing his brother’s expectations of him, he felt as if he could touch again the brother who was good in his heart.

    When Wei Yun was copying the word post, Chu Yu was deep in a dream world.

    In the dream, it was snowy and she was walking alone in the snow.

    What time of the year was this?

    She pondered, looking at the plains where thousands of miles of snow had fallen, with ice beads falling from the dead grass, and she vaguely remembered that it was her twelfth year.

    Twelve years old, she followed her father at the border, that year the Northern Di had raided, she was playing outside the city, and when she went back it was already a chaotic war, and when her father withdrew his troops, she did not know where to go.

    So she ran far outside the city, trying to hide in the woods. At that time was the sound of attacking the city, the sound of horses’ hooves in the distance, she was in a panic, confused and did not know where to go.

    It was then that the young man with the golden crown and tied hair, red clothes and white cloak, rode his horse and stopped in front of her with a jerk and spoke out anxiously, “Why are you still here?”