+++

date="2021-10-06"

title="49.Chapter 49"

weight="139536"

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

mode = "manual"

+++

In the damp and gloomy tunnel, Chi Jingxi's breathing became heavier and heavier, Wen Yantong became more worried.

Fortunately, Chi Jingxi’s memory was not wrong. After walking along the tunnel for a short time, she ran into the Shimen that the boy took her through at the time. Wen Yantong hurriedly left the Huozhezi in his hands to Chi Jingxi, and walked a few steps quickly to the stone ladder.

She knew that the tunnel exit was hidden under the bed, which was very inconvenient, so she climbed up first, moved the bed away, and exposed the tunnel entrance completely.

Chi Jingxi followed behind, and Wen Yantong hurriedly helped him up from the tunnel entrance. She took the Huo Zhezi, first lit all the lights in the room, and then helped Chi Jingxi to sit on the bed.

The two of them were almost equally embarrassed, and their robes were splattered with blood, especially Chi Jingxi, who had a very strong smell of blood. His handsome face was dripping with blood, and his sleeves were heavy, and he could squeeze the bleeding.

He may have lost too much blood, his face was terribly pale, his breath was a little weak, and he leaned against the wall as soon as he sat on the bed. But his eyes were still deep and deep, quite calm, "Go call someone."

But Wen Yantong was so flustered. After letting Chi Jingxi sit down, he didn't care about other things. He rushed into Zhang Jieran's house, ran to the head of his bed, and shook his shoulder, "Zhang Jieran, Zhang Jieran! Wake up!"

Zhang Jieran was sleeping soundly right now. This movement really frightened him. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a man covered in blood lying on the head of his bed. He screamed and turned his eyes and fainted. .

Wen Yantong yelled again in horror, and tried to pinch people, "Oh! What's wrong with you! Don't scare me!"

But Zhang Jieran was really frightened, and Wen Yantong was both guilty and anxious. Thinking that Chi Jingxi's situation was not optimistic, he finally left behind Zhang Jieran who was fainted on the bed and ran to find Fu Zixian.

Thinking of her terrifying appearance, she grabbed two handfuls of snow when she ran. Regardless of the bitterness of the snow at night, she smeared her face a few times and rubbed it into water to wash some of the blood on her face.

When she ran to Fu Zixian's door, she found a guard guarding the door. The guard saw her look OK and stopped her.

Wen Yantong said anxiously, "I'm Fu Zixian's friend. If you are in a hurry to find him, please report it soon!"

I don't believe the guards, after all, it was midnight, and a person covered in blood suddenly appeared, and he should be caught directly.

Wen Yantong saw that they did not move, and turned into tops. They slammed into the door and slapped the door vigorously, "Fu Zixian! Wake up!"

Mu Yang was shocked by the sudden sound of slamming the door and shouting, and sat up directly on the bed, almost turning out of the bed. Hearing the sound of Yantong, he hurriedly climbed down, without even wearing his shoes, opened the quilt and ran to the door.

As soon as the door was opened, a man with dazzled hair and blood was stopped by the guards, rushing towards him with teeth and claws.

After hearing the story of Yantong, Mu Yang was so scared that he couldn't fall asleep, so he ran to Fu Zixian specially. Now that the sleepiness had not subsided, he was frightened and screamed back.

Wen Yantong shouted, "Don't call it! It's me, Wen Yantong!"

Mu Yang was frightened, only to shrink back.

Fu Zixian, who followed, helped his waist from behind, stabilized his figure, and at the same time stepped forward and asked, "What happened?"

Wen Yantong showed a smile of joy, "Fu Zixian! Brother, you can do it at the critical moment. Master Xiaohou was seriously injured, let Muyang send someone to hire a doctor!"

Fu Zixian raised her eyebrows, seeing Yantong's appearance, and knowing that she was not joking, turned her head to pull look who wanted to escape, "Mao Mu, you calm down..."

Mu Yang was so scared that his mind was numb, there was no time to calm down. When Wen Yantong saw him like that, he was so angry that he rushed to grab his clothes and punched his back twice, "Call your mother's head! Your brother Xi is injured and he will die immediately! Hurry up! Send someone to find a doctor!"

Wen Yantong was very anxious. Chi Jingxi is already weak from the loss of blood, and he is in Nian'an Temple. When the doctor arrives, he doesn't know when he will wait. A second can't be wasted.

Seeing this, Fu Zixian hurriedly stepped forward and said to Mu Yang, "Young Master Mu, this is Wen Yantong, don't be afraid."

"Wen Yantong...Wen Yantong?" Mu Yang panted, his mind slowly sobered up, and he took Wen Yantong's face and looked carefully, and found that it was really her. He grabbed her shoulder and said in surprise. "You just said what happened to Brother Xi?!"

"He was seriously injured, and you will die if you delay!" The panic on Wen Yantong's face did not appear to be false, and Mu Yang was scared enough.

He rushed out of the room and said to the guard, "Go and wake up Brother Qian Yuan! Go and get a doctor right away!"

The guard led the order to act immediately, Mu Yang did not stop, and ran to Chi Jingxi's room.

Halfway through the run, Wen Yantong called him from behind, "He is in my room!"

Mu Yang hurriedly turned to play, stunned his head and rushed directly into Wen Yantong's room, slammed the door violently, and shouted, "Brother Xi! Where are you!"

Before Chi Jingxi could respond, he pulled the curtain directly into the room, and saw Chi Jingxi sitting on the bed covered in blood, and the bedding was soaked in blood, which was shocking.

Mu Yang immediately burst into tears in his eyes, and ran to the bed crying, "Brother Xi——! What's the matter with you! Be sure to hold on!"

Chi Jingxi's ears hurt because of his loud voice, and his eyebrows were twisted. "I'm not dead yet. Why are you crying?"

Mu Yang lay down on the bed, "Wen Yantong said you are going to die soon!"

Chi Jingxi's eyebrows twitched slightly, "I can hold it temporarily."

Wen Yantong ran up and saw Mu Yangzheng yelling, he hurried up to drag him to the side, calmed his breath, and said softly to Chi Jingxi, "Little Houye, you are bleeding too much. Now, the doctor won’t be able to come for a while, and he must stop the bleeding as soon as possible."

Chi Jingxi nodded to her with condensed light in her black eyes.

Wen Yantong turned around to search for the package and found a stack of spare gauze. Her right leg was not completely well, and she needed to wrap some herbs on her leg, so she brought a lot of gauze before leaving.

She unfolded the gauze, folded it into a wide strip, walked to the window, and said to Mu Yang, "Untie Xiao Hou's coat."

Mu Yang sat on the edge of the bed, feeling at a loss. After listening to her, he hurriedly started to unbutton Chi Jingxi's clothes. But he was too anxious, and he couldn't help controlling his strength, which caused Chi Jingxi's wounds.

Chi Jingxi was still able to endure without yelling, but he looked uncomfortable with his brows raised.

Wen Yantong pushed him away, "Get out of the way, let me come."

It happened that Fu Zixian rushed to take Mu Yang's coat and shoes, and told him to put on the clothes quickly, so as not to get cold.

Wen Yantong put the gauze aside and glanced at Chi Jingxi. Seeing that there was still peace in his raised eyes, he seemed to be telling her not to panic.

Wen Yantong knelt on the edge of the bed, took a deep breath, released his strength lightly, and quickly and gently unbuttoned his clothes one by one. The blood was condensed on the clothes, and when it was unwrapped, the fishy smell rushed out. She was afraid that the wound would stick to the clothes, so she never dared to be too wanton.

Chi Jingxi raised her eyebrows, her breath was faint, her voice still calm, "Open it directly."

Wen Yantong's heart sighed and lifted the clothes on his right shoulder violently, and the wounds wounded by the sharp blade were exposed hideously. She took a breath and let the clothes fall to his arm.

The wound was not long, but the stabbing was deep, so the blood flowed a lot, especially on his white arms.

She picked up the gauze, wrapped her left hand from his left to the back of his neck, "Sit forward."

Chi Jingxi moved forward upon hearing this. Wen Yantong pinched the gauze and hesitated for a moment before covering it.

She had never dealt with this kind of wound before, and she didn't know how to stop the bleeding.

Chi Jingxi noticed it, endured the pain and raised his right arm slightly, raised his eyes and said to her, "Wrap it around the wound and use force."

This is compression hemostasis. Wen Yantong didn't know much, but occasionally saw something on TV. She had never learned these things in school.

After a brief pause, she gritted her teeth, knelt forward and moved two steps forward, bending her body and covering the wound with gauze. Almost the moment it was applied, the gauze was stained red with blood. She entangled the wound regardless, and the white gauze became red as soon as it was wrapped.

In order to stop the bleeding, she didn't leave half a gap, and she wrapped her eyes very hard, staring at the wound for fear that she had made a mistake.

Chi Jingxi tilted his head, looked down at the wound that was entangled, and slowly turned his gaze to Wen Yantong's profile. Because of a handful of snow, the blood on Wen Yantong's face has also become a large patch, eyebrows are everywhere, and small drops of water hang on the long and dense eyelashes.

Her expression was extremely concentrated, her eyebrows were tightly twisted, and her face was solemn. On the contrary, Chi Jingxi, who was seriously injured and in danger, became more and more calm, her beautiful eyes softened a lot, without the arrogance and indifference of watching people on weekdays.

When Wen Yantong hugged him to stop the bleeding, Mu Yang put on his coat and shoes and stood aside, his face full of urgency. Cheng Xin was also awakened in his sleep, and he hurried to see such a scene without making a sound. He ordered the guards to boil hot water, and then waited by the side.

After Wen Yantong tied the knot of the gauze, she breathed a sigh of relief. Dense beads of sweat appeared on her forehead because of tension. She raised her hand and wiped it, and then raised her head and ran into Chi Jingxi's sight.

Wen Yantong subconsciously said, "Packed, packaged."

Chi Jingxi responded in a low voice.

Cheng Xin hurried forward, "What happened?"

Chi Jingxi's expression became cold, "There is an underground secret room under Nian'an Temple, and there is something hidden in it. You immediately mobilize people to surround the area first, and don't let anyone go, including the monks in the temple."

Cheng Xin nodded and said, "I will report to my father immediately. The doctor has already invited, how are you doing now? Can you still hold it?"

Chi Jingxi closed his eyes slightly, "It's OK."

Wen Yantong suddenly stretched out his hand and held Chi Jingxi's palm. He didn't expect her to move suddenly, his eyes cast in surprise.

Chi Jingxi’s palms were warm, but it was a bit cold right now. Wen Yantong said to Cheng Xin in a deep voice, “The temperature of Master Xiaohou has begun to drop. Your Royal Highness will let you move in more heaters. Boil some hot water."

Cheng Xin nodded and ordered the guards to move the heater.

Mu Yang sat nervously on the other side of Chi Jingxi, took his hand and rubbed him, "Brother Xi, are you feeling cold? How about bringing your fur?"

Chi Jingxi pumped his hand, "No problem."

Wen Yantong also said, "Don't touch me, Master Xiaohou has other injuries on his body."

Mu Yang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and exhaled a long breath, "I just heard that Yantong said that you are going to die soon, so scared to death..."

Chi Jingxi glanced at Wen Yantong after hearing the words.

She smiled embarrassedly, "I was also scared."

Chi Jingxi's fingertips with chills moved slightly, and it seemed that there was still the heat that had just come from when the inkstone was pinched, and he didn't speak any more.

Fu Zixian also stood silently on the side, his expression not very attractive. After Wen Yantong Yu Guang caught a glimpse of it, he remembered the strange reaction of the boy after learning that she was Fu Zixian.

Cheng Xin, Mu Yang, Chi Jingxi. These three represented the royal family, the general, and the king, but the young man shouted and screamed when he heard it, which was extremely disgusting.

But after hearing Fu Zixian's name, his attitude changed abruptly, even using the honorific title "Prime Minister Fu".

Is it possible that the people hiding under the Nian'an Temple are actually from the Fu family?

The room fell silent for a while, and several people had different thoughts. After Wen Yantong thought for a while, seeing Chi Jingxi closed his eyes and seemed to be taking a nap, he shouted in a panic, "Little Lord Marquis, Xiao Lord Marquis..."

Chi Jingxi slowly opened his eyes, "What?"

"You can't sleep now, it will be dangerous." Wen Yantong said hurriedly.

Chi Jingxi raised his eyebrows, wondering if the pain made him weaker and weaker, and he didn't bother to be so obvious. Wen Yantong is very worried about the appearance that he wants to be strong, but can't bear the weakness of the body.

She sat next to Chi Jingxi, "Master Xiaohou, shall we talk a little bit?"

Mu Yang disagreed, "Brother Xi is so tired, can you stop grind and let him have a good rest."

Wen Yantong glared at him, "Go up and go."

Fu Zixian also said to him, "Master Xiaohou is now in a dangerous situation. If he sleeps rashly, his injuries will be aggravated."

He changed to a nice and easy-to-understand term. In fact, Chi Jingxi is seriously injured now. If he really falls asleep, he will most likely not be able to wake up.

Wen Yantong saw that Chi Jingxi had no response, so he boldly grabbed his hand, pinched his fingers with some strength, "Little Houye?"

Chi Jingxi leaned against the wall, her eyes drooping full of sleepiness, she could see that she was extremely exhausted, but she still replied, "What do you want to say?"

"When we heard someone knocking on the door in the house earlier, you said there was a bandit in the temple, what is the proof?" Wen Yantong asked hurriedly.

Chi Jingxi's throat slipped slowly, everything became slow, and his nerves were a little weak. But after hearing Yantong's words, his brain began to work again, saying, "There is a bandit that I said to them."

Wen Yantong: "Huh?"

Chi Jingxi said, "The one who knocked at the door was a man who often practiced martial arts. He walked lightly and silently and could hear my footsteps approaching the door. But I did not hear the movement of him leaving, so when we went out, he Just nearby, I deliberately said that there were bandits in the temple, which caused them to chaos themselves."

Wen Yantong suddenly realized, "Then how do you know that the monks in the temple are also in the same group?"

"The clothes hung under the eaves are the same as the smell of the high-ranking monks in Nian'an Temple, but the people in the basement do not need incense. Those people are most likely to be hidden among the monks on weekdays."

He said, "In this Nian'an Temple, about half of them are fake monks."

Wen Yantong said, "So that's the case. I didn't expect that someone would dared to steal the beams and exchange pillars on the edge of the imperial city and cross the sea without knowing the sky."

Chi Jingxi didn't answer, it seemed that he was getting weaker and weaker. Wen Yantong had no choice but to change his tone, and said fiercely, "Little Houye, if you encounter danger next time, don't be alone again! Your body is golden and precious, and you must be very injured this time. Unbelievable, your guards will all be punished accordingly!"

I thought that Chi Jingxi would refute it coldly, but he didn't know that he was just lazily humming, "I won't let them be punished."

Wen Yantong said, "Then you can't hurt yourself! Look at what you look like now."

Chi Jingxi raised her eyes and glanced at her, "Aren't you going down too?"

"Can I be the same as you?" Wen Yantong clashed, "I am a civilian. I am injured when I am injured. You are not the same. You are injured, so many people can't be disturbed! Besides, I was carried by a knife at the time. If you have a choice, I don’t want to go down alone!"

Chi Jingxi said, "I'm wronged you."

Wen Yantong said again, "Furthermore, I am not injured either..."

When Chi Jingxi heard this, he paused and asked, "Do you know how to martial arts?"

Wen Yantong shook his head, "Of course not. If you can work hard, it will definitely protect you and not hurt you."

Chi Jingxi's eyes closed in confusion. He remembered that three or four people died beside Wen Yantong...

Wen Yantong said, "It's strange to say that the situation at that time was really weird, and I didn't want to understand it myself."

Several times, I clearly watched that the knife was about to be cut off, but the villains always had problems at critical moments, and then killed themselves, as if there was a kind of magical power to protect her.

She had felt this kind of inexplicable good luck before. For example, a sudden hit in the martial arts test, Sui Xiang Lou suddenly won the prize, and the front foot had trouble, and the back foot had a solution.

She frowned, remembering it carefully.

After a while, hot water was delivered to the room. He heard Yantong's thoughts and said, "Quickly, wipe your face and wash your hands for Master Xiaohou."

The guard put the hot water next to the bed, and started to do it, Wen Yantong stopped, "... Didn't Xiao Houye bring the young man?"

Chi Jingxi said, "Snow sweeping is not suitable for accompanying."

After saying this, she noticed that Mu Yang and Cheng Xin didn't seem to bring them either, only the guards around them.

But she was afraid that the guards' rough hands and feet might affect Chi Jingxi's wounds. Mu Yang seemed to see her concerns, rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward, volunteering, "I'll wipe it for Brother Xi."

"No, not even you." Wen Yantong hurriedly stepped forward and squeezed him aside, "Let me come."

Wen Yantong put his hand into the basin and tried it. The water was extremely hot, and it seemed that it hadn't been mixed with cold water. She held the enthusiasm and twisted the cloth towel half dry, then knelt down beside Chi Jingxi and said to Chi Jingxi, "Master Xiaohou, I will wipe the blood off your face first."

Chi Jingxi was seriously injured and weak, and his aggressiveness disappeared. His eyes were lazy, and he acquiesced.

Wen Yantong folded the cloth towel into the size of a palm, and wiped it from his forehead, brushing his handsome eyebrows, beautiful eyes, and tall nose one by one. Wipe it carefully and gently, wiping away the blood spattered on his face.

She soaked the cloth again, rubbed the blood off it, wiped her neck again, wiped the rolling apple, the white side neck, even the back of the ear did not fall.

The guard changed the water, and when she washed it, the water was bloody again.

After wiping her face and neck, she slowly wiped her hands clean.

The hot dampness mixed with gentle force rolling on the skin, Chi Jingxi felt Wen Yantong's cautiousness from it.

He lit Mo's eyes as if quenched into broken stars, and the light flickered faintly, revealing a little softness.

Wen Yantong wiped Chi Jingxi's hand several times before wiping off the blood, and fearing that the heat would run away, he hurriedly covered his hand with a quilt.

Still waiting, the doctor didn't know how long it would take to come, Wen Yantong did not dare to relax his vigilance. Mu Yang has been talking to Chi Jingxi, but Chi Jingxi's response is getting less and less.

Upon seeing this, Wen Yantong took out an oil paper bag from his arms and said to Chi Jingxi, "Master Xiaohou, eat something to build strength."

Chi Jingxi did not refuse, but did not agree, just looking at what she was holding. Wen Yantong quickly removed the oiled paper. There were two pancakes with stuffing inside. She was afraid that she was hungry while riding a carriage.

The surface layer of the cake is a little warm, which is the temperature that is held in the arms of the Yantong.

She handed one of them to Chi Jingxi's mouth.

Chi Jingxi didn't move at first. Wen Yantong thought he didn't want to eat, but when he was about to persuade him, he opened his mouth and took a bite.

After he chewed slowly, his expression was stunned, "What's this stuffing?"

Wen Yantong was puzzled by his reaction and replied, "Meat? Does Lord Hou not eat meat?"

As soon as the words came out, several people in the room were stunned. Mu Yang said in surprise, "Did you bring stuffed meat into the temple?"

After hearing Yantong, I realized, "Can't you bring it?"

"It's going to be imprisoned!" Mu Yang said, "The emperor's order is on again, but anyone who eats meat in the temple is disrespectful to the gods. The lighter is fine, and the severer is imprisoned for three to five years."

"Isn't it? You will go to jail if you eat a meatloaf?" Wen Yantong was shocked, re-wrapped the oil paper, and put it back in his arms, "I didn't eat it, it was Xiaohouye who ate it."

Chi Jingxi who just swallowed something: "..."

Mu Yang looked out, "No one sees... there should be no problem."

It happened that Cheng Xin came in with the guards, "What do you see?"

As soon as Mu Yang was about to speak, Chi Jingxi said, "It's okay, can things be done?"

Cheng Xin nodded, "That's it. The movement just now woke up the students in the academy. I have sent people to disperse them. The monks in the temple are still sleeping, and I didn't disturb them. I only called people to surround the Nian'an Temple first. Transfer another batch in the morning."

Chi Jingxi nodded.

Cheng Xin approached worriedly, "Has the bleeding stopped?"

Wen Yantong glanced at his shoulder, the gauze had been soaked with blood, but there was no sign of it flowing downward, "I want to stop it."

Cheng Xin sighed, "I didn't expect such things to happen in the middle of the night, Xiaoxi, hold on for a while, the doctor is about to arrive."

Chi Jingxi didn't speak any more.

The wound on his body made him uncomfortable, his brows were always frowning, but his expression was calm.

The perseverance of the boy is revealed in the patience.

Wen Yantong couldn't help sighing that the young Chi Jingxi already had such a strong personality. If he were an adult, what would he look like?

Several people stayed with Chi Jingxi in the room and talked for about half an hour. The doctor finally came and was carried into the room.Everyone immediately set aside their positions and let the doctors come and heal them.

Wen Yantong was truly relaxed now, his body softened almost unable to stand, and he followed Fu Zixian and walked out.

"Wen Yantong." Suddenly someone called her.

She turned her head in astonishment, and saw Chi Jingxi's ink eyes calm, and said to her, "Go and wash your face."

Wen Yantong's eyes curled, and a smile suddenly appeared. The corners of his eyebrows and eyes were filled with a satin smile, "Master Xiaohou, this is the first time you call my name.Cripple."