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date="2021-10-06"

title="Chapter 39:"

weight="139469"

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

mode = "manual"

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As soon as Wen Yantong put his clothes on the floor, he saw Chi Jingxi standing by the study door.

She didn't change her posture. She immediately reached out and took the clothes back. She patted them with her hands and pretended to say to herself, "Strange, why did this clothes fall on the floor?"

Chi Jingxi glanced at her, walked to the main hall, took up the cloak and put it on.

"Does Xiaohouye want to go out?" Wen Yantong asked.

Her nose was congested badly, and her throat was a little dumb, and she could hear the cold as soon as she opened her mouth.

Chi Jingxi was silent for a while, and then asked, "Have you been up at midnight last night?"

Wen Yantong scratched his head, "The charcoal fire last night went out, I'll get up and have a look."

He fastened the buttons on the cloak one by one, and then seemed to ask something, but in the end he didn't ask, opened the cotton curtain and left.

There was only one maid guarding the door, and when she saw him, she immediately lowered her head and tremblingly handed his cotton boots to her feet.

Chi Jingxi changed his shoes and said, "Boil some hot water in and let him drink it."

The maid hurriedly responded and respectfully sent away Chi Jingxi.

The snow outside is still falling, but the snow is smaller than yesterday. The snow layer in the acade was constantly being cleaned up, and it was crunching when stepped on it without passing the instep.

Cheng Xin waited for him for a long time, and he came out immediately after hearing his guards knocking on the door, and said with a smile, "How was your sleep last night?"

Chi Jingxi is very casual, "Same as usual."

Cheng Xin said, "Then why did you fine a maid away early in the morning?"

"I don't wait well, and it's useless to keep it." Chi Jingxi said.

Cheng Xin couldn't help laughing. "This is someone who has heard of Yantong anyway. You will be punished if you say you are fined. Have you ever asked someone about it?"

"He never asked me when he lived in my bedroom." He said.

"I've checked this," Cheng Xin said. "When I heard that Yantong hit a lame leg earlier, Fu Tanghuan arranged for him to sleep alone and lay down in order to make it easier for him to heal his injury. Some masters also knew about it. I don’t know if this house belongs to you."

Chi Jingxi squinted slightly, "Are the two siblings of the Fu family getting too close to the cripple?"

Cheng Xin smiled without saying a word, the two chatted some other things, and went to Li Boyuan's bedroom.

Wen Yantong has relaxed a lot since Chi Jingxi left. He has a terrible headache and has no energy.

She lay down again, groggy.

Fever is not a major problem. Drinking a cup of hot water and covering your body with sweat will almost reduce the fever. only took a bath after smelling Yantong. didn't want to sweat anymore, and didn't have the strength to toss again.

But shortly after she lay down, the maid brought hot water in, walked gently to her, and whispered, "Master Wen, Master Wen..."

Wen Yantong opened his eyes in a daze, "What's the matter?"

"Little Houye ordered the servants to send hot water, saying it was for you to drink." The maid said.

When Wen Yantong heard that Chi Jingxi had sent it, his mind was a little clearer, and he slowly sat up and took the cup.

The maid looked at her appearance and said, "The son is afraid that he has caught the wind and cold, so why don't you pick up a pair of herbs as a slave."

"No need." Wen Yantong's tongue was tingling hot, and he waved his hand, "The snowy road outside is difficult, don't let you freeze it again."

The maid sighed, "The son is really a kind-hearted person."

Wen Yantong was sipping hot water, and seeing the maid looking sad, she couldn't help but feel puzzled, so she asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you so depressed?"

The maid took a look at Yantong, she looked very timid, and said, "The slave is okay."

"Quickly tell me, I am not feeling well now, I want to sleep a little longer after drinking this water, don't delay time." Wen Yantong said weakly.

"Heying was punished by Xiaohouye for improper duty last night, and asked her to move out of here and live in the lower courtyard of the college." The handmaid said with red eyes, "the cold and snowy weather, even if there are vacancies in the lower courtyard, They didn't clean up, and there was no heater. He Ying would definitely freeze to death when he went."

He Ying is the maid who stayed in the middle of the night last night. The man in front of him was named Moli, and both of them were from Fu Tanghuan's men. They served well on weekdays. Wen Yantong liked it.

Hearing that He Ying had been punished, Wen Yantong was shocked, "When did it happen?"

"Just this morning," Moli said.

Wen Yantong knew it, and thought it was because he didn't add charcoal last night, that provoke Chi Jingxi. But when he blamed it this morning, she didn't hear anything.

She asked, "Where is He Ying at this time?"

"I am packing things up," Moli said.

"You tell her to stay first." Wen Yantong said, "Tell her that I didn't blame her, and let her continue to come back on duty when Xiaohouye leaves."

"But Master Xiaohou's guards are staring at her to clean up." Moli said.

Ah, this Chi Jingxi, looking for things in different ways.

Wen Yantong drank hot water, set off the bed, put on a cloak, pointed to a few salty pastries on the table, and said, "Bring a few pastries, pour a cup of hot tea, and let me take a look."

The wind and snow were raging outside, and as soon as Wen Yantong left the door, his brain was frozen and sober, and followed behind Moli.

This lone bed was prepared for the princes and nobles. In the future, there will be small houses for the servants, and the two maids will live in the small houses.

At this moment, there was a guard standing outside the small house, sternly guarding by the door.

Wen Yantong walked over and sniffed, "Master Xiaohou asked you to stay here?"

The guard glanced at her and replied, "It's exactly, Xiao Hou's subordinates are going to stare at this woman and move to the lower court."

Wen Yantong smiled, waved his hand and said, "This big brother, the weather is weirdly cold, take a warm and warm body."

Moli hurriedly passed the hot tea up. The guard did not reach out, "No need."

She stretched out her hand and probed the guard's hand, and screamed, "The little hand is cold! Don't freeze it, drink it quickly. This is hot tea that has just been burned. No one has noticed that Master Xiaohou is not here. ."

The guard did not expect that she would suddenly move her hand, and she wanted to retract her hand subconsciously, but was caught by Wen Yantong, and the cake that had taken the Moli was stuffed into his hand, "Hurry up and eat something, then the vigil was so cold yesterday, I really feel it in my heart. Sorry."

The guard was confused, "I'm not watching you at night."

"It's all the same." Wen Yantong said with a smile, "Did the little man next to Master Xiaohou freeze badly yesterday?"

The guard was taken aback for a moment, and replied, "No."

"That's good." Wen Yantong pretended to breathe a sigh of relief, "He had a dispute with me last night, Xiao Hou had to punish him, but fortunately it didn't freeze."

In fact, she cursed secretly in her heart, and she didn't even give that little Wang Ba Lao the cold!

When the guard heard her words, his eyes changed instantly, and he silently held the cake Wen Yantong handed him, smiling slightly, "I said, why did he upset Xiaohouye?"

Wen Yantong said, "It's fine if it's all right. The weather is cold recently. Brother, you should also pay attention to keep warm. You don't need to guard this place. Go back to the house and get warm. Look at me, it's all cold."

The guard glanced at the room with a look of embarrassment, "But Master Xiaohou's orders..."

"Don't worry." Wen Yantong waved his hand and said, "I'll tell Master Xiaohou about this. He is not a harsh master either."

The guard also didn't want to bear this drudgery, and smiled at the moment, "Then there will be more trouble, Mr. Wen."

"Nothing." Wen Yantong looked sideways at Moli, "Give tea to this guard elder brother."

Moli heard the words and offered the tea again, but this time the guard gladly took it, greeted Yantong and thanked him, then turned and left.

After the two entered the house, He Ying was crying while packing her things, Moli called her.

As soon as she turned her head to see Wen Yantong, she hurriedly cried up to plead for crime.

Wen Yantong raised his hand falsely, "It's okay, don't cry, you will stay in the house for the past two days, try to move around as little as possible, and don't let Xiaohouye see you."

He Ying cried again and again. Wen Yantong was also dizzy badly, and just received the cold breeze again. At this moment, he felt even more uncomfortable. After a few random warnings, he hurried back to his house.

At noon, Moli came to ask her what to eat, but she didn't have any appetite when she heard the inkstone.

When Chi Jingxi came back from Li Boyuan, the sky was going to be dark and the wind was biting to the bone.

As soon as he walked to the door, the guard came forward and whispered, "Master Xiao Hou, the maid this morning was stopped by Master Wen and was not allowed to move away."

Chi Jingxi's expression remained unchanged, "He has been in the room today? Where did he go?"

The waiter said, "The waiter who came out and watched the maid move away in the morning talked for a while, sent a cup of hot tea and a few cakes, and then came back. I haven't come out again."

Chi Jingxi replied in a low voice, stepping forward, but the attendant said, "But..."

"Say." He said.

"Young Master Wen seems to have nothing to eat today." The attendant said.

Chi Jingxi looked sideways, "Why didn't you eat it?"

"I thought it was because of the cold." The attendant replied. "The attendant asked us to go out and buy some herbs for the treatment of wind and cold."

Chi Jingxi narrowed her eyes.

The attendant took the opportunity to say, "Little Hou, the wind and cold are contagious, why don't you let Master Wen go to sleep elsewhere, in case it infects you..."

Chi Jingxi said, "No problem, I am not weak enough to be infected by wind and cold."

After he finished speaking, he stepped into the house. Moli happened to come out of the house. He saw Chi Jingxi pushing aside, standing against the wall, and saluting, "Little Houye."

Chi Jingxi changed her shoes, shook off the snow on her body, and opened the cotton curtain to enter the house.

The thick cotton curtains in the room were all put down, and only two lights were lit on the left and right, the soft light was slightly dim. The large heating stove in the main hall was burning vigorously, and the room was very gentle, instantly melting the cold air on Chi Jingxi's body and turning it into fine drops of water.

He took off the heavy cloak, put his hands on the chair, looked around the room, and walked to the screen.

When passed the table, glanced at the plate, and it turned out that the plate was empty and a cup was missing.

Wen Yantong wrapped the cup tightly, covered with several thick clothes, half of his head was exposed, and his closed eyes showed peace.

She seemed to be sleeping soundly, she couldn't hear anything.

Standing on the soft side, Chi Jingxi lifted a corner of the quilt, and reached out to explore the back of Wen Yantong's neck. The hot temperature instantly formed a sharp contrast with his cold hand.

Wen Yantong was awakened by the sudden coldness and shrank her neck abruptly, but she didn't expect to clamp Chi Jingxi's hand. It was so cold that she babbled, "Good ice! Okay! Ice!"

While talking, he clamped Chi Jingxi's hands tighter.

Chi Jingxi pulled out her hand and said in a low voice, "Get up, don't sleep."

Wen Yantong was burning badly, and now I was a little confused. I heard Chi Jingxi’s voice and thought that he had deliberately put his cold hand in, and he was full of resentment, "How can Master Xiaohou take me? Come to warm your hands! It's too much!"

Chi Jingxi said, "I can tell that it's me, but I haven't burned it into a fool."

Wen Yantong murmured something again, reached out and took the quilt back to cover her body, and continued to curl up to sleep.

She feels very cold right now, feeling that her legs and feet are cold, hoping to feel warmer.

Chi Jingxi lifted the quilt onto the soft chair, grabbed her by the arm, and easily picked up the person to sit.

Wen Yantong's body is soft, without any strength, the bone head is softened, and it is about to fall down again.

He twisted Wen Yantong's direction and let her lean on the soft chair, "You will die if you sleep again."

Wen Yantong frowned uncomfortably, and she didn't know if she understood Chi Jingxi's words.

He said, "Sit down. You are not allowed to cover the quilt. Let the heat on your body dissipate first."

Wen Yantong nodded heavily, as if agreeing to Chi Jingxi's words.

After waiting for a while, he saw that Yantong didn't intend to move, so he turned to the door and called the attendant guarding the door, "Maybe the snowy road outside?"

The attendant was not clear, so he thought that Chi Jingxi wanted to go back now, but said, "A carriage is not feasible, and walking can be done, but it takes time."

"You go buy some herbs to treat wind and cold." Chi Jingxi ordered, "Boil them as soon as possible after you buy them, and then bring them in."

The attendant took the order and left quickly.

He sent another person and said, "You go to the dining room to make some light soup and rice, and bring it back while it is hot."

They also ordered the two to boil water before entering the house.

When walked in, Wen Yantong wrapped himself into a silkworm chrysalis again, with his head retracted into the quilt.

Chi Jingxi walked over and opened the quilt again, rolled it up and threw it on the bed, and said to Wen Yantong, "Get up."

Wen Yantong began to groan, very reluctantly, "Why are you torturing me—"

The temperature on her body was already hot. Seeing that she was really going to be a fool, Chi Jingxi pulled her up and called the maid who was guarding the door to come in.

As soon as the Moli came in, he saw Yantong's face blushed severely, his spine crooked on top of it. Chi Jingxi said, "Take off two of his cotton clothes."

In order to keep out the cold, Wen Yantong wore two thick cotton-padded clothes to keep the whole body warm.

Moli immediately stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Mr. Wen, the servant girl will take off two pieces for you."

As he said, he took a bite of her. Wen Yantong opened his eyes feebly and looked at her, seeming to be a little more awake, "What time is it?"

Moli said, "It's time for you."

Wen Yantong asked again, "Is young marquis back?"

Moli glanced at Chi Jingxi who was standing diagonally behind Wen Yantong, and hurriedly replied, "I'm back."

Wen Yantong was very cooperative and asked her to take off her cotton-padded clothes, twisting her neck and looking around, "Where is the person?"

Chi Jingxi took two steps forward and asked, "Are you more sober?"

Wen Yantong looked at him. She reacted very slowly when she had a high fever. She had to look hard in her eyes to concentrate, so she stared at Chi Jingxi for a while.

The strange thing is that Chi Jingxi, who was not very patient in the past, didn't blame her with a black face today, as if waiting for her to say something.

Wen Yantong slowly said, "Close the door, we are going to sleep."

I still have to sleep if dare to love.

Moli said, "Master, you have been sleeping for a day, but you can't sleep anymore!"

Wen Yantong said, "I'm so tired."

Obviously, lying on the bed all day, Wen Yantong felt weak and exhausted, and even the eyelids were very heavy.

Moli peeked over her head and exclaimed, "It's so hot! What can I do now?!"

Seeing that her situation is not optimistic, Chi Jingxi said, "You pour the water in the pot into the basin, soak the cotton cloth, and wipe both his neck and arms."

Now that the medicine has not been bought back, can only temporarily use this method to cool Wen Yantong.

After hearing the order, Moli hurriedly picked up the pot to find a basin. As soon as Wen Yantong had lost his support, he was about to fall down again, lying on his back on all sides, no matter what he closed his eyes.

Moorio quickly moistened the cotton cloth, moved a chair to the bed, put the basin on it, wrung out the cotton cloth, and lifted the inkstone.

The water in the pot was the hot water poured in by the jasmine in the morning, and it was left in the house for a day. Although it was cold, it was indoors, so it was not so cold.

But that's the case, Wen Yantong also couldn't bear the coolness. He twisted and dodged as soon as he was wiped, pushing against him, humming and letting the Moorio go away.

Moli couldn't help it alone, Wen Yantong broke free all at once, and fell softly.

Chi Jingxi quickly caught her eyes and hands, and returned to the soft couch. He simply sat down next to Wen Yantong to prevent her from stumbling, "Hurry up."

Moli did not dare to delay, so he quickly wiped Wen Yantong's face and neck, so cold that her eyebrows tightened, and she yelled, "Take it away! It's too cold!"

Chi Jingxi squeezed her two wrists together to limit her struggle.

After some action, Chi Jingxi felt hot and sweaty. The blush on Wen Yantong's face has also faded, and the temperature is not as amazing as before.

"Continue to wipe." Chi Jingxi refused to let her stop.

The smell of Chinese medicine on Wen Yantong's body is stronger than that in the bedding, especially in the hair. She is petite, and Chi Jingxi can easily control her. It's just that she kept twisting her head, and the smell of herbs faintly passed into Chi Jingxi's nose.

In the end, not knowing how to struggle, Wen Yantong reached out and kicked over the basin resting on the chair, and most of it fell on the soft couch.

Chi Jingxi subconsciously pulled her back a distance, and the cold water only wetted her instep.

Moli exclaimed and hurriedly went to pick up the basin. The surrounding area has been splashed with cold water, and there is nothing left in the basin. Moli was so frightened, he stepped aside and dared not speak.

Wen Yantong seemed to vaguely realized that he had caused trouble, and sat blankly without struggling.

Chi Jingxi glanced at Wen Yantong with no anger, and saw that she was staying like a fool and could not say anything to blame, so she only said to Moli, "Hurry up."

Moli hurriedly stepped forward, first wiped the back of Wen Yantong's instep, and then sucked up the soft water with a cotton cloth, and finally wiped off the water on the ground.

A large area of ​​the soft feet was soaked in cold water, and could no longer sleep at all. Chi Jingxi felt a headache for a while watching Wen Yantong, who played stupidly after the accident.

The cripple was more tossed after being ill than waking up.

Wen Yantong sat on it for a while, touching the wet place with his feet several times, and instinctively wanted to leave. So she got down and went to the bed barefoot without wearing any shoes.

Chi Jingxi realized her intention and grabbed her, "What are you going to do?"

"Let go of me!" Wen Yantong flicked him away, and said fiercely, "What do you want to do!"

Chi Jingxi was angry and wondering again, "Why are you still angry?"

Wen Yantong covered his head, "My head hurts, don't talk to me."

Chi Jingxi said, "You go and sit in a chair, and you will eat later."

Wen Yantong said, "I don't, I want to sleep."

"Do you want to starve to death, or to die from illness?" Chi Jingxi held back his anger, "Don't sleep anymore."

Wen Yantong squeaked, "Why are you such a big wife? Go away!"

Chi Jingxi closed her eyes, gritted her teeth and said, "What are you talking about me?"

"Bapo and Bapo! Can't you hear me clearly!" Wen Yantong repeatedly shouted boldly.

Two minutes later.

Wen Yantong covered his head with one hand, and grabbed the fur underneath with the other. He sat on the chair and asked obediently, "When will the meal come?"

Moli replied in a low voice, "Young Master wait a while, it should be soon."

Wen Yantong's head touched Chi Jingxi, and she became very honest. She nodded, sniffed and waited.

Chi Jingxi stood on the side with a black face, and delivered them with soup and rice.

The meal came after a while, Moli took it and handed it to Wen Yantong. The next person thought it was made for Chi Jingxi, and the stuff in it was quite rich and full of delicacies. But there is no appetite for smelling Yantong.

She looked at Chi Jingxi, "I don't want to eat..."

Chi Jingxi was at the table, her right index finger and ring finger curled up, tapping gently on the table, her eyes calmly looking at Wen Yantong, "What did you say?"

Wen Yantong remembered that these two fingers were the sharp weapon that had just left her head severely wounded. He couldn't help but "gudong" swallowed, holding the hot soup and rice on the table, eating with small mouthfuls.

Wen Yantong was very sick, dizzy, and had no appetite, so ate very slowly and couldn't taste much.

Chi Jingxi said, "Hurry up and eat!"

Wen Yantong made an excuse, "These chopsticks do not hold soup and rice."

Chi Jingxi's connivance to the patient was beyond imagination, and immediately ordered Moli, "Bring the spoon."

The Moli took his orders, and soon handed over a spoon. Wen Yantong had no excuses and had to eat half a bowl under Chi Jingxi's gaze.

Then the hot medicine was delivered, and the body felt better after Wen Yantong drank the medicine.

After Chi Jingxi saw that her complexion improved, she asked people to clean up everything.

Wen Yantong thought that the torture was over, so he shouted, "I want to sleep, let me lie down, I can't hold it anymore—"

Chi Jingxi did not respond, turned his head and glanced at the softness that was half wet by the water basin kicked by Wen Yantong, and slowly frowned, as if a little embarrassed.

The author has something to say: [Question: How did you feel when you caught Wen Yantong?】

Chi Jingxi: The chest is hard ╭(╯^╰)╮