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date="2021-10-06"

title="Chapter 6"

weight="139283"

series = ["The Villainous Classmate is my Lucky Star"]

mode = "manual"

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There is a low table in the carriage with vermilion gold rim soft silk on the table, and three plates of pastries and a pot of tea on the table.

Wen Yantong lowered his breath, wishing to minimize his sense of existence, for fear of awakening the young man sitting in the innermost dormant.

Although she knew that Cheng Xin had to call her into the carriage with Chi Jingxi's approval, but she couldn't figure out what Cheng Xin wanted to do for a while, and she always felt that the villain trio had no good intentions.

Mu Yang looked at the most unassuming one, and squeezed a handful of her medicine packet.

Wen Yantong quickly shrank the medicine packet back.

"What are you?" Mu Yang asked curiously.

"Yes... it's the medicine I grabbed." Wen Yantong replied with a low voice.

"Are you sick?" Cheng Xin asked, raising an eyebrow.

The words rushed to this point. Hearing the inspiration of the Yantong, he coughed vigorously with his sleeves, "His Royal Highness Wu, Xiaomin has caught a cold these few days, and I may spread the wind and cold to the three young masters here. Xiaomin should go down."

Without her words, she turned around to leave, with one hand already opened the curtain of the car, and anxiously stepped out half of her foot.

"Hold on." Cheng Xin's voice abruptly stopped her.

Mu Yang suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her back a step, pressing his hands on her shoulders.

Wen Yantong gritted his teeth and secretly tried to compete with Mu Yang. Within a second, he was pressed and sat down, his buttocks sinking into the soft cushion.

"We are not weak enough to be infected by your little wind and cold." Cheng Xin poured a cup of hot tea and pushed it in front of Wen Yantong.

The white mist that rose slowly made his face a layer of unreality, and Wen Yantong couldn't help but feel hairy when he saw his smile.

The fifth prince looks approachable, and he doesn't have much of a prince's airs on weekdays. But he is a prince who has been raised in a deep palace since he was a child.

It seems to have a good temper, but in fact it is very vengeful.

Wen Yantong hurriedly followed Cheng Xin’s hot tea and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the tea. The three nobles are strong and invincible, but the people dare not take this risk. If the wind and cold spread out, the petty people deserve a million deaths."

"Oh, why are you so long-winded." Seeing her like this, Mu Yang was suddenly unhappy, chopped his hands and snatched her medicine bag, "If you want to stay, just stay, what nonsense!"

Wen Yantong was speechless.

She seemed to have seen Mu Yang for the first time, why did he look disappointed?

Cheng Xin smiled and said, "We are both college students, so you just think of me as a classmate."

Wen Yantong secretly said that I don't dare to use you as a classmate even if I have nine lives.

The face is not visible, and the mouth is low, "His Royal Highness is joking. He is a classmate in the college, and it is not after leaving the college."

Cheng Xin said, "The mouth is dexterous."

He saw that Yantong was really cautious, and he hadn't raised his head after entering the carriage, and his neck was dreaded, so he turned the subject intimately.

"How long have you learned flat shooting?"

Wen Yantong didn't expect Cheng Xin to ask this question suddenly, and after a moment he answered truthfully, "I only learned it after I came to the academy."

"But you didn't pass the summer martial arts test. Why did you hit the bullseye with one arrow after two months?" Cheng Xin asked unhurriedly.

Wen Yantong's heart sighed, thinking that you are here waiting for me!

I want to come to Cheng Xin to call her into the carriage because was curious about this.

Wen Yantong didn't know how to answer, so she had to raise the bar with him, and whispered, "Isn't it an arrow? Isn't there two arrows in front of me?"

Because the voice was too low, Cheng Xin couldn't hear it very clearly. Just when he wanted to ask again, he heard Yantong coughing violently.

The originally sallow face turned into a pig liver color, and his voice was piercing, as if it was about to pass the next moment, Cheng Xin shut his mouth.

Mu Yang was shocked, "I used to have a seriously ill young man in my house. He coughed like this before he died and vomited a lot of blood."

Wen Yantong wiped his nose and said silently, "Young Master Mu is serious, I don't think I will die of the wind chill."

"How many days have you been so sick?" Cheng Xin picked up the cup and took a sip, and when it was placed on the table, she gently tapped the edge of the cup with her index finger.

Wen Yantong immediately understood his small movements, knowing that Cheng Xin wanted her to drink the hot tea just poured out.

She was immediately annoyed by her negligence, and the Fifth Highness condescended to pour her tea personally, but she actually put it aside.

"It's about three or four days." She answered casually, and hurriedly held up the tea cup, taking a sip.

I don't know what was brewed in the tea, there was a faint herbal fragrance, and a hot sensation slipped into the stomach along the throat, driving the cold air of the internal organs clean.

Cheng Xin narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, "Why run out of such a serious illness? I just saw you next to the Suixianglou, and came with those two?"

When Wen Yantong felt bad, Cheng Xin actually saw her! Should he praise him for his good eyesight or his observation ability?

If you came with the black and white brothers, wouldn't it be the same as a group? Seeing that the two offended Chi Jingxi, Wen Yantong couldn't be so stupid to admit his relationship with the brothers in black and white at this time.

She avoided the seriousness and answered the previous question, "My wind and cold are always bad, so I figured out to grab a few patches and drink it back."

The answer he thought was a perfect answer was defeated by Cheng Xin lightly, "The famous medicine hall in the city is not far from the Crisp Xianglou. Since you are trying to get medicine, why do you have to go so far?"

Wen Yantong was stunned for a moment, and understood that Cheng Xin had come prepared. Now that she knew she had been away for so long, she must have been sent to follow her.

Don't make up nonsense now, otherwise it will be difficult to round up. Wen Yantong took out the old trick and coughed again, vowing to cough out all his lungs. Cheng Xin shut his mouth again.

It's quite useful. Wen Yantong secretly rejoiced.

Unexpectedly, coughing too much, awakened the Tai Sui master who was dozingly.

Chi Jingxi's handsome eyebrows moved, and then she raised her eyebrows slightly. When she lifted her eyelids, she revealed a pair of beautiful eyes full of impatience, and looked straight at Wen Yantong.

Damn!

Wen Yantong was like a chicken choked by his neck at the moment, gulped and swallowed, and bowed his head honestly.

Mu Yang couldn't help saying, "I think Brother Xi's eyes are more effective than those packs of herbs."

Want you to talk more! Stinky! Wen Yantong cursed secretly in his heart.

After awakening Chi Jingxi, Wen Yantong was sitting on pins and felt, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

The little cannon fodder in the original book later became jealous and thought of framing the heroine, which caused Chi Jingxi's boredom. In the end, it was Chi Jingxi's work that she was accused of disguising herself as a man.

It was because of him that Wen Yu smashed all the belongings, and the bankruptcy failed to get the little cannon fodder out, and even later he and the little cannon fodder's mother went to jail together.

For Wen Jia's ending, the arrangement in the article is very simple, that is, beheading. Nothing to describe at all.

Wen Yantong knew this, so naturally he was afraid of Chi Jingxi in every possible way.

If the accidental collision annoys him like the small cannon fodder in the original book, then even if she doesn't frame the heroine, she will have the same ending.

So no matter what, what Wen Yantong can do is to minimize her sense of existence within the radius of Chi Jingxi until she completely leaves the academy.

Chi Jingxi stared at him now, and after hearing Yantong, he sweated out of his palms, and he didn't dare to let out the atmosphere.

The carriage fell into suffocating silence for a while. Cheng Xin sipped his tea with a smile, watching the show.

Mu Yang didn't wince, stretched out his hand and squeezed Wen Yantong's arm, "You are so thin that you can open your bow?"

Wen Yantong shook his arm vigorously and threw away his hand to express his dislike for him. If it wasn't for his identity and Chi Jingxi's presence here, she really wanted to greet Mu Yang's family loudly.

Shout by the way, do you shit? !

Chi Jingxi propped her head with her left hand and her right hand by her side. With her fingertips tapping on the soft pillow, her eyes turned around Wen Yantong and suddenly asked, "I heard you have a good relationship with His Highness Seven? "

His voice was full of youthful vigor, but it was lazy.

However, it slammed Wen Yantong's heart heavily, causing her to shed a cold sweat on her back, and her hands and feet became cold.

I forgot that there is this one!

The author has something to say: Wen Yantong: I am a patient, do not embarrass me o(╥﹏╥)o