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date="2021-10-06"

title="Chapter 53"

weight="139562"

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

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Wen Yantong's mind was dumbfounded, and his right foot retreated half a step, stepping beyond the threshold.

"Feet." Chi Jingxi said.

Wen Yantong immediately retracted his foot and walked two steps forward. Then the people in the room lined up and bowed their heads, exiting the house from both sides of Wen Yantong very numbly, and by the way, they also closed the door.

As soon as the door closed, the view in the room darkened. However, the main hall does not often come to hear of inkstone, so there is no cotton curtain on the window. The outside sunlight shines on the window, and the light reflected makes the room fairly bright.

Standing by the door, Wen Yantong's mind turned quickly.

The room became very quiet for a while, and the white smoke in the incense burner curled up, spreading the warmth and fragrance in the room. The main hall was quite warm. Wen Yantong was almost sweating. Apparently Chi Jingxi had been here for a while, but for some reason, no one was sent to inform her.

Chi Jingxi's movements were soothing, slowly savoring the fragrance of tea, and some laziness in his drooping eyes, but he did not speak, always making Wen Yantong feel nervous.

The two stayed in a stalemate for a while, Wen Yan Tongdong thought about it, and when he was thinking about how to speak, Chi Jingxi seemed to be impatient first, and put the tea cup on the table, interrupted by the crisp sound. Wen Yantong's thoughts.

She bit her scalp and grinned, "Oh, Master Xiaohou! What time comes, why don't you tell the little one, the little one will bring the people from the house to greet you!"

She pretended to walk over briskly, but slowly stopped ten feet away from Chi Jingxi.

Chi Jingxi finally looked up at her. don't know if it was because of the injury that made Chi Jingxi look thinner, but the eyebrows were equally delicate, especially those eyes.

Wen Yantong has always felt that this kind of glasses exists in the pens of a romantic painter, and the paintings are full of tenderness, even though Chi Jingxi is completely out of touch with tenderness.

She smiled cheeky, "Is Xiaohou's injury better? It's gone for a few days, I've been thinking about it, I wanted to visit Xiaohou's mansion."

"You can't get in." Chi Jingxi finally answered her.

Wen Yantong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the first sentence of his mouth was not "Let your parents prepare for your burial place", "You can't get out of Chaoge", "You are going to die", etc., she I feel that I still have a breath of breath.

She smiled and said, "You can't hit the door, I can sneak over the wall, or even drill a hole."

Chi Jingxi had something to say, and it seemed that he had an account to settle with Wen Yantong, but after listening to this, everything he wanted to say was put aside for the time being, and he asked in disbelief, "You want to sneak into it." Hou Mansion?"

Wen Yantong laughed out a row of small white teeth, "How can it be said that it was sneak in? The classmates are not sneak in, I just want to visit Xiaohouye."

"The last person who wanted to drill into the Hou Mansion was still buried in the mass grave on Southeast Road outside the city. Do you want to go shopping too?" Chi Jingxi asked rhetorically.

Wen Yantong heard the hair standing up, and immediately shook his head like a rattle, "I dare not dare."

When Chi Jingxi saw this, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but cocked, but then, as if thinking of something, the corners of her mouth immediately flattened, and she said solemnly, "Stop talking nonsense in an attempt to divert my attention."

Wen Yantong didn't say a word, and secretly asked me to blame for your lack of concentration?

But at this time, she didn't dare to talk back, no matter Wuhen, she had to shrink her neck and pretend to have done something wrong, and said in a low voice, "Oh."

"Little Houye...what do you do when you come to the house?"

Chi Jingxi leaned back in a casual posture, "From the first to the thirteenth day of the new year, Mu Yang went to the door seven times, and you said that you were ill again and again, and I will see if you are dead."

Wen Yantong coughed twice at the moment, "It's okay, I'm troubled Xiaohouye and Young Master Mu are worried, but they are infected with a small wind chill."

"Little Fenghan made you lie at home for thirteen days? Shouldn't your bones lie flat?" he asked.

"I fell accidentally while walking two days ago and my leg hurts, so I don't dare to go out and stroll around." Wen Yantong said again.

"When you just came here, you didn't see anything wrong with your leg."

"Isn't it better to lie down for two days!"

Chi Jingxi didn't speak any more, his eyes condensed, and he fixed on Wen Yantong's face. Wen Yantong hurriedly lowered his head and did not dare to look at him, and his heart was empty.

His eyes seemed to be rubbed with ink, so black that there was no trace of impurities, which put a lot of pressure on people, and made Wen Yantong feel a little scared for no reason.

But Chi Jingxi didn't say anything, only said, "The day after tomorrow is fifteen. There is a Shangyuan Exhibition on Banxia Street, can I go?"

Wen Yantong nodded immediately, "If you can go, you can go naturally."

"At that time, Mu Yang will come to pick you up specially." Chi Jingxi got up, reached out for the large cloak next to him, and seemed to be leaving.

Wen Yantong was stunned for a moment, and then went up to courteously and helped him put the cloak on his body, "I'll come, I'll put it on Master Xiaohou."

She thought she would have to be questioned about what she did. The jade medal she picked up, or the "Chi Shanli" he had asked before, she was thinking how to explain it.

But didn't want Chi Jingxi to mention anything, so she called her to participate in the Shanghai Yuan Exhibition.

Maybe Chi Jingxi didn't even know about the loss of the jade medal. He didn't recognize himself at the annual banquet before, or maybe he had forgotten about the name, and he almost laughed out of joy after hearing Yantong.

Chi Jingxi asked, "I'm so happy that I'm leaving?"

Wen Yantong quickly answered, "Nothing! I feel a little lost in Master Xiaohou who is leaving so soon, why not stay for a meal?"

Chi Jingxi snorted, "False feelings."

Wen Yantong secretly stuck out his tongue, didn't answer any more, put the snow-white cloak on him, and then took the initiative to walk in front of him to lead him.

"Little Houye, don't say that, I treat you sincerely." Wen Yantong said.

Chi Jingxi looked at Wen Yantong walking in front of him. Although he looked down and couldn't see his expression clearly, he was happier even at the small steps, and his whole body wrote about the joy of his departure.

"The mouth is very sweet." Chi Jingxi said.

Wen Yantong stretched out his hand and opened the door, making a gesture of inviting, "Master Xiaohou, walk slowly."

Chi Jingxi moved his toes, and when he was about to cross the door, he heard Wen Yantong say, "If there is anything in the future, Master Xiaohou will send someone to pass it on. You don’t have to go here personally. It’s a waste of you. time."

Chi Jingxi paused, but didn't rush out, "You mean I'm okay looking for trouble after this trip?"

"No!" Wen Yantong waved his hand again and again, "I don't mean that!"

"Don't you think in your heart that I'm here is taking up your time?" Chi Jingxi's face sank, as if a little unhappy.

Wen Yantong regretted it and wanted to lick his mouth, "No, no, no."

Chi Jingxi still has a calm face.

Wen Yantong pushed the door, "Master Xiaohou, look...it's strange outside."

Who knew this made Chi Jingxi angry all of a sudden, and he reached out and pressed the door directly, and the room was darkened. Wen Yantong was startled and took a step back subconsciously.

"Shoo me away?" Chi Jingxi asked.

"Aren't you leaving?" Wen Yantong was puzzled.

Standing in the dark shadow, Chi Jingxi, half of his face was faintly illuminated by the light by the door, which made people feel that his emotions were vague.

Wen Yantong was uncomfortable staring at him, and said in a low voice, "Master Xiaohou, I was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"Many places," she said.

Chi Jingxi almost laughed, he pondered for a moment, and then slowly said, "Wen Yantong."

"Huh?" Wen Yantong replied.

"You wrote in the record book of the academy that your home is in Chang'an. There is a 60-year-old old man at home, and his father died and his mother remarried, right?" Chi Jingxi asked suddenly.

"Why, why did you suddenly ask about this?" Wen Yantong was vaguely uneasy. Chi Jingxi actually read her information record book? ! what does this mean?

Chi Jingxi is investigating her!

Sure enough, he said in the next sentence, "I sent someone to Chang'an to check. There is indeed a foolish old man in the family you recorded. The old man’s grandson is the same age as you, and he never returned after leaving home a few years ago. Home, why did you suddenly appear at Songhai Academy?"

Wen Yantong was startled, but he didn't expect that Chi Jingxi would send someone to Chang'an!

She lowered her head, afraid that her mind would be exposed from her expression, thinking quickly, and replied, "I, I will go home later."

Chi Jingxi did not speak, waiting for her to continue.

"I heard that a cousin in my family is a well-known wealthy businessman in Chang'an. I wanted to study, so I asked for it. That cousin gave me money in terms of relatives and asked me to come to Songhai Academy to study." Wen Yantong can think of the most reasonable rhetoric.

Chi Jingxi laughed, and couldn't tell whether it was a sneer or a simple sneer, "Your cousin is the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva."

Wen Yantong followed, "I am extremely grateful too."

As soon as the voice fell, the room was quiet for an instant, and the air flowing between the two seemed to become anxious. He was irritable and unbearable when he heard the inkstone, and his heart was like a drum, and a thin layer of cold sweat came out on his back.

Whether Chi Jingxi can be deceived is not certain.

Chi Jingxi is not Mu Yang, he is too good at thinking.

I don’t know how long it took, Wen Yantong felt that her joints were stiff, and then she heard Chi Jingxi slowly say, "When you were sleeping before, why did you say my words when you were talking in your sleep?"

Wen Yantong made a sound in his heart, and sure enough, this matter still couldn't be avoided!

"I don't know... I only remember dreaming about this name in my dreams. I don't know what dreams I said." Wen Yantong courageously looked up at him and forced a smile. "You said it was It’s not the fate between the two of us, the kind that involves the past and present..."

"Do you think someone will believe this?" Chi Jingxi said quietly.

Wen Yantong swallowed. Believe it or not, it's just this kind of rhetoric. I can't tell him that he came through a book, knowing the future of the story, and knowing everyone's ending, right?

This statement is even less credible.

Cannot be questioned all the time, Wen Yantong felt that he had changed to fight back.

So she said, "Little Lord Marquis always seems to be suspicious of me."

"Are you not suspicious?" Chi Jingxi asked immediately, turning Wen Yantong's face into red, unable to say a word of refutation.

"On the night of the annual banquet, the person I saw in Linlang Hall was you?" He asked.

"I slept in the house on New Year's Eve, and didn't go anywhere. Did Master Xiaohou misunderstood?" Wen Yantong pretended to be silly.

She couldn't admit it to her death. Not only she, but also Fu Tanghuan who secretly brought her in.

Chi Jingxi did not ask, but took a step forward, and suddenly grabbed her cheeks and lifted her head up.

His gaze fell on Wen Yantong's eyebrows and eyes, and then fell down to his white neck, wrapped in a fur collar, and then he couldn't see it anymore, so he returned to his eyes.

He was more than a star and a half taller than Wen Yantong, and when he stood in front of him, the momentum of his whole body was suppressed, and Wen Yantong suddenly made Wen Yantong a little creepy. When met those eyes, could faintly feel the coldness in them.

"Wen Yantong." Chi Jingxi's voice was low and heavy. When the first word was dropped, Wen Yantong's heart was already beating a big drum.

I saw him bend his head, his lips almost on the tip of her nose, and he could feel the hot breath passing by the nose, and then listened to him slowly, "I know you are holding a secret, but since you want to hide, then Hid it away, don't let me see the clues."

Wen Yantong's breathing was suddenly unstable, and fear and tension merged into one, intertwined into heart palpitations and held her heart tightly. She remembered that Chi Jingxi was the same at the dinner table in Suixianglou.

Across the table of vegetables, his eyes were terrifying, and he said something that he didn't know if it was a threat or a warning.

Wen Yantong realized that Chi Jingxi is Chi Jingxi. No matter how handsome he is when he laughs or how soft he is when he speaks, he is still the number one villain in the book, a dangerous man who is always awake.

She wanted to squeeze a smile to ease the atmosphere, but she didn't expect that she couldn't help her emotions. She couldn't lift the slightest smile on her face, so she nodded blankly.

Chi Jingxi let go very quickly, then opened the door and left without stopping.

After hearing Yantong, he breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that his legs were a little soft, and he barely stood firm when he held the door.

Chi Jingxi already knew that she was hiding the secret, but she didn't know how much Chi Jingxi knew. This situation is too bad for her! The only good thing is that Chi Jingxi didn't seem to be going to ask her to tell the truth.

In other words, when he came today, he didn't want to investigate those things at first, but when he was about to leave, he didn't know what was wrong, and the problem suddenly came.

Wen Yantong was upset, standing and thinking for a while, then he went out and called Moli and asked, "Is Xiao Hou master sent away?"

Moli lowered his head and replied, "Go back to the master, it has been sent away."

A line of people stood beside her, bowed their heads and eyebrows, standing straight, not daring to move. Wen Yantong glanced at it and felt something was wrong. After these subordinates bought them back, she didn't set any very strict rules, so she was very casual to get along with each other on weekdays.

This was the first time I saw these people standing neatly as if they were standing in a military position. But now she didn't bother to ask those, just said, "When did he come? Why didn't she report?"

"At the time of Shen, as soon as the master slept for a while, Master Xiaohou came, and the servants and maidservants were not allowed to report." Moli replied.

Good guy, wait so long!

Wen Yantong smacked his lips and sighed, "Prepare food, I'm hungry."

Moli took his orders and immediately turned around and dispatched people to prepare meals. Wen Yantong was so sad that he sat in a daze in the room.

Because of Chi Jingxi's words, Wen Yantong's mood has not been high, and he has been depressed for two days, sighing from time to time. Everyone could see it, but no one dared to ask more. They came and went with their heads down, no one dared to laugh blatantly.

The fifteenth year of the Yuan Dynasty, the Shangyuan Festival, is also a big day in Shaojing.

Wen Yantong got up early in the morning. In order to set off this festive day, she chose a saffron-colored lotus robe, which was dark in color and even more pale.

Moori rolled up her long hair and picked an ebony hairpin to match her, which really felt like a little boy.

Wen Yantong looked left and right in the mirror, and then sat in the main hall and waited bored after he was satisfied.

At five or six o'clock in the afternoon, Mu Yang really came to the door with a knife in his hand, frightening the servant at the door.

Mu Yang yelled, "Go in and tell your master, if you can tell me something sore on the soles of your feet and you will not be able to walk, I will take a knife and look in, and personally gouge him!"

servant was so scared that he hurried to the main hall to ask Wen Yantong, "Master! Master!"

Wen Yantong was drinking tea, and was choked by the screaming cry, his mouth and nose were all choking with water. She put aside the tea cup and said, "What a fuss!"

"Young Master Mu took the knife and said that you will not go out again, so he will come in with the knife and chop your feet!" Jiading cried.

Wen Yantong was startled, but she didn't expect that Mu Yang's resentment was quite deep.

She got up and walked out, calling for Moli, "Let me go out and have a look."

Mu Yang waited at the door for a while, and when he saw Wen Yantong's figure, he immediately passed the knife to the person next to him, clicked on her and said, "You mother is finally willing to show up! I thought you had a face. It's sore!"

Wen Yantong smiled and said, "Isn't I lying on the couch a few days ago? I'll be driven out to see you as soon as I get better!"

Mu Yang snorted, "You are very sick. You have been sick from the first day to the fifteenth day! I planned that you won't come out today, and I will show you the illness myself."

Wen Yantong knew that he was wrong, and he just laughed when he heard anything, "Don't dare, on such a lively day as the Spring Festival, I naturally want to come out and have a good time with everyone, did you find Fu Zixian?"

As soon as he heard Fu Zixian, he immediately threw his resentment behind his head, and twisted, "No, I didn't dare to go."

Wen Yantong walked out, "What's the matter?"

"I'm afraid that my father will blame me." Mu Yang said, "My father and Prime Minister Fu...somewhat wrong."

Wen Yantong secretly said that this is indeed the case. She cast a glance at Mu Yang, "You are so anxious to find me out, could it be..."

"I really want to call you out for fun." Mu Yang was busy expressing his sincerity.

Wen Yantong didn't care, and got into Mu Yang's carriage. Only when went in did realize that Chi Jingxi was still sitting inside.

Just like when he was on the Muji's carriage, Chi Jingxi still slumbered with his eyes closed. He was dressed in a smoky-blue brocade, with delicate patterns embroidered with gold silk around the neckline, and a soft blanket on his body.

After Wen Yantong got on the carriage, his breathing became lighter, and he didn't dare to greet him, so he found a corner and sat down.

She remembered the same situation before, but after two months passed, nothing changed at all. She couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

After getting on the carriage, Mu Yang rubbed his hands, squeezed to sit next to Wen Yantong, pressed her shoulders, and leaned closer, "I will trouble you to take a trip later when I get to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Wen Yantong was not in a high mood, so he said, "Don't you just call me out to let me go this time?"

Mu Yang was stunned for a moment, and then grinned, "What are you talking about? I called you 15 from the first day of the new year. Could it be that Chengdu asked you to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion? I don't want you to go home. Come out and play."

Wen Yantong's heart warmed after hearing that, Mu Yang has always thought simple, and she is also the one she knows who doesn't care about identity. When I was not familiar with it before, I knew that he regarded his concubine very importantly, and seemed to care about his identity extremely. I thought he was the most uncomfortable to get along with.

As a result, didn't expect to get along, Mu Yang was the best one to speak.

She couldn't help laughing, "Okay, I know. I must do my best to call Fu Zixian out."

Mu Yang was very happy. Wen Yantong said again, "But you always want to tell him what to do, maybe people want to play with my sister."

"What's fun with a girl's house!" Mu Yang said, "There is an archery competition in Banxia Street, and the color head is a lotus bow with a golden pattern of snow jade."

"Wh, what?" Wen Yantong was dumbfounded, does a bow still have such a long name?

"It's just a baby anyway." Mu Yang was too lazy to explain to her, "I bet with Qian Yuan to see who Xi and Fu Zixian can win the bow."

It must be Chi Jingxi! Wen Yantong blurted out subconsciously, but fortunately he held it back and gave a low voice.

Mu Yang said, "I am betting Fu Zixian."

You don't have to say it specifically, you can think of it with your toes.

"What about you? Who do you think it will be?" Mu Yang asked excitedly, "Or you can bet one too."

Wen Yantong shook his head, "I have nothing to bet on."

Mu Yang said, "Then if you don't participate in the gambling, just say that you think you will win."

Wen Yantong was driven off the shelves by a duck, only to get, "I think it's possible..."

Chi Jingxi suddenly said at this moment, "My archery is not as good as that of Fu's?"

She stiffened, lowered her head and said nothing.

"Brother Xi, that's not what I said. Although I admit that you are good at archery, it is half luck to take the lead and win the prize." Mu Yang said, "I think Fu Zixian is more likely."

"You mean I'm not lucky?" Chi Jingxi asked.

"People with good luck will never get hurt in the middle of the night." Mu Yang said in a low voice.

Chi Jingxi was so angry that he could not speak.

The carriage was quiet for a while, and Mu Yang took the initiative to speak to Wen Yantong. He seemed to be happy. From the fifteenth to the first day of the new year, he even told Wen Yantong what he saw at the annual banquet. Wen Yantong had to smile and agree, and his perfunctory attitude did not weaken Mu Yang's enthusiasm at all.

Finally reached the prime minister's house, Wen Yantong couldn't wait to get out of the carriage, and then he got rid of Mu Yang's long-windedness.

Wen Yantong talked to the guard at the side door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and someone went to ask Fu Zixian. Fu Zixian also moved very freely in the mansion on weekdays. Hearing that Wen Yantong called him out to play, he immediately packed up and went out.

Wen Yantong saw Fu Zixian and immediately greeted him, "Brother Fu, happy new year."

Fu Zixian smiled slightly, and two small dimples appeared at once, "You too, happy new year. I didn't expect you to come to me at this time."

"Not only did I come, I also came with someone." Wen Yantong smiled and pointed to the carriage behind him.

Mu Yang couldn't wait to jump off the carriage, and walked quickly, "Fu Zixian! It's been a long time!"

Fu Zixian also greeted him with a smile, "Young Master Mu is here too."

When the three get together, they always have to say a few words. Sitting in the carriage, Chi Jingxi heard the laughter and voice of several people, and the corners of his mouth became more and more serious, and finally formed the three characters of unhappy on his handsome face.

He said, "Come here!"

Someone outside the car answered, "What's the command of Master Xiaohou?"

He said, "Start the car and go to Banxia Street."

When Fu Zixian was smiling and listening to Mu Yang's words, he suddenly saw the carriage moving not far away, and then slowly drove out one foot away. He couldn't help but interrupted Mu Yang's words, "Young Master Mu, your carriage... I'm gone."

The author has something to say: [Chi Jingxi's Little Diary]

Ruixing twenty-four years, the thirteenth day of the first month:

When she came, she was sleeping, and after waiting for a long time, she took the opportunity to train her people who didn't understand the rules.

After waking up, I didn't say a few words and always looked forward to me leaving, angry!

The fifteenth day of the first month of the same year:

I took the initiative to speak, why did she ignore me!

Does she make me angry!