Wen Yantong's mind froze, he took half a step back with his right foot, and stepped beyond the threshold.
"Foot." Chi Jingxi said.
Wen Yantong immediately retracted his feet and took two steps forward. Then the servants in the room lined up with their heads bowed, and exited the room from both sides of Wen Yantong very sloppily, and closed the door by the way.
As soon as the door was closed, the sight in the room became darker. However, Wen Yantong in the main hall didn't come here often, so there were no cotton curtains on the windows, and the sunlight outside shone on the windows, and the reflected light was enough to illuminate the room quite brightly.
Wen Yantong stood by the door, his mind spinning rapidly.
The room became very quiet for a while, and the white smoke from the incense burner curled up, spreading warmth and fragrance in the room. The main hall was quite warm, and Wen Yantong was almost sweating. Apparently, Chi Jingxi had been here for a while, but for some reason, no one came to inform her.
Chi Jingxi moved slowly, savoring the fragrance of tea slowly, his lowered eyes showed some laziness, but he didn't speak, which always made Wen Yantong feel nervous.
The two were deadlocked for a while, Wen Yantong thought about it, and when he was thinking about how to speak, Chi Jingxi seemed to be impatient, and put the teacup on the table, interrupted by a crisp sound Wen Yantong's thoughts.
She braced herself and grinned, "Oh, young master! When did you come, why don't you tell me, I will take the people from all over the house to meet you!"
She pretended to walk briskly, but slowly stopped a foot away from Chi Jingxi.
Chi Jingxi finally looked up at her. I don't know if it's because of the injury that made Chi Jingxi look thinner, but the eyebrows and eyes are equally delicate, especially those eyes.
Wen Yantong has always felt that this kind of glasses was painted by a romantic painter, and the paintings are full of tenderness, even though Chi Jingxi has nothing to do with tenderness at all.
She said with a cheeky smile, "Is the young master's injury better? I haven't seen you for a long time, and I have been thinking about it. I wanted to visit the young master's mansion."
"You can't get in." Chi Jingxi finally answered her words.
Wen Yantong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the first sentence he opened his mouth was not "Let your parents prepare for your burial place", "You can't get out of Chaoge", "You are going to die" and so on, she would be fine. I felt like I could still catch my breath.
She smiled and said, "I can't open the door to get in. I can sneak over the wall or drill a hole."
Chi Jingxi probably had something to say, and seemed to have something to settle with Wen Yantong, but after hearing this, he put aside what he wanted to say, and asked in disbelief, "Do you want to sneak in?" Hou Mansion?"
Wen Yantong showed a row of small white teeth in a smile, "How can you say it's sneaking in? It's not considered sneaking in between classmates. I just want to visit the young master."
"The last person who wanted to drill a hole into the Hou's Mansion was still buried in a mass grave on the Southeast Road outside the city. Do you want to go for a walk too?" Chi Jingxi asked back.
Wen Yantong's hairs stood up when he heard it, and he shook his head like a rattle, "Don't dare."
When Chi Jingxi saw this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitched, but then, as if thinking of something, the corners of his mouth immediately flattened, and he said in a deep voice, "Stop talking nonsense and trying to divert my attention."
Wen Yantong didn't speak, secretly thinking that you are not concentrating and you blame me
But at this time, she didn't dare to talk back regardless of Wuhen, so she shrank her neck and pretended to be doing something wrong, and said in a low voice, "Oh."
"Young master... what's your business here at the house?"
Chi Jingxi leaned back, her posture was very casual, "From the first day to the thirteenth day of the new year, Mu Yang visited the door seven times, and you refused every time because you were sick. Let me see if you are dead."
Wen Yantong coughed twice immediately, "It's nothing serious, please worry about the young master and Master Mu, but it's just a small wind chill."
"Xiao Fenghan made you lie at home for thirteen days? Should your bones lie flat?" he asked.
"Two days ago, I accidentally fell while walking, and my leg hurts, so I don't dare to go out for a stroll." Wen Yantong said again.
"When you came here, you didn't see anything wrong with your leg."
"Isn't it better after lying down for two days?"
Chi Jingxi didn't speak any more, her gaze fixed on Wen Yantong's face. Wen Yantong hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at him, feeling empty in his heart.
His eyes seemed to have been rubbed with ink, they were so black that there was no trace of impurities, and they put a lot of pressure on people, which made Wen Yantong a little scared for no reason.
But Chi Jingxi didn't say anything, just said, "The day after tomorrow is the fifteenth day, and there is a Shangyuan Exhibition on Banxia Street, can I go?"
Wen Yantong nodded immediately, "If you can go, you can go, of course you can go."
"Mu Yang will specially come to pick you up at that time." Chi Jingxi stood up and reached for the cloak next to him, as if he was about to leave.
Wen Yantong was stunned for a moment, then leaned forward to show his courtesy, and helped him put the cloak on his body, "I'll come, I'll put it on for the young master."
She thought she would be questioned anyway, but she was thinking about how to explain the jade token she picked up, or the "Chi Danli" he asked personally before.
But I didn't want Chi Jingxi to call her to attend the Shangyuan Exhibition without mentioning anything.
Maybe Chi Jingxi didn't know about the loss of the jade badge at all, and he didn't recognize himself at the New Year's banquet before, or maybe he had forgotten about the name, Wen Yantong was so happy that he almost laughed out loud.
Chi Jingxi asked, "Are you so happy that I'm leaving?"
Wen Yantong answered quickly, "It's nothing! I'm still a little disappointed that the young master is leaving so soon, why don't you stay and have a meal?"
Chi Jingxi snorted, "It's a hypocrisy."
Wen Yantong stuck out his tongue secretly, didn't answer any more, put a snow-white cloak on him, and then took the initiative to walk in front of him to lead him the way.
"Young Lord, don't say that, I treat you sincerely." Wen Yantong said.
Chi Jingxi looked at Wen Yantong who was walking in front of him. Although his head was lowered and he couldn't see his expression clearly, even his small steps showed a happy mood, and his joy for his departure was written all over his body.
"The mouth is quite sweet." Chi Jingxi said.
Wen Yantong stretched out his hand to open the door, and made a gesture of invitation, "Young Master, go slowly."
Chi Jingxi moved her toes, and when she was about to step out of the door, she heard Wen Yantong say, "If there is anything to do in the future, the young master will send someone to pass it on directly. I don't need to go there myself. It's a waste of your time." time."
Chi Jingxi paused, but was not in a hurry to go out, "You mean I'm just looking for trouble for this trip?"
"No!" Wen Yantong waved his hands again and again, "I don't mean that!"
"Don't you think in your heart that I'm taking up your time by coming here?" Chi Jingxi's face darkened, as if he was a little unhappy.
Wen Yantong regretted so much that he wanted to slap himself, "No no no no."
Chi Jingxi is still sullen.
Wen Yantong pushed the door, "Young Master, look...it's really cold outside."
Who knew that these words made Chi Jingxi angry all of a sudden, and he stretched out his hand to press the door directly, and the room became dark. Wen Yantong was startled, and subconsciously took a step back.
"Drive me away?" Chi Jingxi asked.
"Aren't you going to leave?" Wen Yantong was puzzled.
Chi Jingxi stood in the dark shadow, half of his face was faintly illuminated by the light by the door, which made people feel that his emotions were obscure.
Wen Yantong felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, and said in a low voice, "Young Master, I was wrong."
"What's wrong?"
"Many places," she said.
Chi Jingxi almost laughed angrily, he pondered for a moment, and then said slowly, "Wen Yantong."
"Ah?" Wen Yantong responded.
"It's written in your academy records that your family is in Chang'an. There is an old man in his sixties at home. His father died and his mother remarried, isn't it?" Chi Jingxi asked suddenly.
"Why, why did you suddenly ask this?" Wen Yantong felt uneasy. Chi Jingxi actually read her information record book? ! what does that mean
Chi Jingxi is investigating her!
Sure enough, he said next sentence, "I sent people to Chang'an to check, and there was indeed a stupid old man in the family you recorded. The grandson of the old man was the same age as you. He never came back after leaving home a few years ago. Excuse me, why did you suddenly appear in Songhai Academy?"
Wen Yantong was shocked, she didn't expect Chi Jingxi to send someone to Chang'an!
She lowered her head, fearing that her thoughts would be revealed on her expression, she thought quickly, and replied, "I, I went home later."
Chi Jingxi didn't speak, waiting for her to continue.
"I heard that a cousin of my family is a well-known wealthy businessman in Chang'an. Because I wanted to study, I came to ask for it. The cousin gave me money because of my relationship, and let me study in Songhai Academy." The most reasonable argument Wen Yantong could think of.
Chi Jingxi laughed, but couldn't tell whether it was a sneer or a simple snort, "Your cousin is the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva."
Wen Yantong followed along, "I am also very grateful."
As soon as the words fell, the room was instantly quiet, and the air flowing between the two seemed to become anxious. Wen Yantong was unbearably irritable, his heart beating like a drum, and a fine layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
It's not sure whether Chi Jingxi can be fooled.
Chi Jingxi is not Mu Yang, he is too good at thinking.
I don't know how long it took, Wen Yantong felt that his joints were stiff, and then he heard Chi Jingxi say slowly, "When you were sleeping, why did you read my words while talking in your sleep?"
Wen Yantong's heart skipped a beat, as expected, this matter still cannot be avoided!
"I don't know... I just remember dreaming about this name in a dream. I don't know what I said in my sleep." Wen Yantong bravely raised his head to look at him, and forced a smile, "Do you think this is true? The fate between the two of us, the kind that involves past and present lives... "
"Do you think anyone will believe what you say?" Chi Jingxi said quietly.
Wen Yantong swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Believe it or not, this is the only way to say it. You can't tell him that you came through books, you know the direction of the future story, and everyone's ending, right
This is even more unbelievable.
Can't be questioned all the time, Wen Yantong felt that he should fight back.
So she said, "Young Master always seems to be suspicious of me."
"Are you not worthy of doubt?" Chi Jingxi immediately asked back, making Wen Yantong flushed, unable to utter a word of rebuttal.
"On the night of the New Year's banquet, the person I saw in Linlang Hall, was that you?" He asked.
"I was sleeping in the house on New Year's Eve, and I didn't go anywhere, did the young master misread it?" Wen Yantong pretended to be stupid.
This matter cannot be admitted to death, not only for herself, but also for Fu Tanghuan who secretly brought her in.
Chi Jingxi didn't ask, but took a step forward, suddenly pinched her cheeks, and lifted her head up.
His eyes fell on Wen Yantong's eyebrows and eyes, then down to the fair neck, wrapped in fur collar, and then he couldn't see it any further, so he returned to the eyes.
He was taller than Wen Yantong by more than a star and a half, and when he stood in front of him, his whole body was overwhelmed, which immediately made Wen Yantong a little creepy. Facing those eyes, one can faintly feel the coldness in them.
"Wen Yantong." Chi Jingxi's voice was low and deep. When the first word was written, Wen Yantong's heart was already beating a big drum.
I saw him bowing his head, his lips almost touching the tip of her nose, and he could feel the hot breath passing by her nose, and then he said slowly, "I know you are keeping a secret, but since you want to hide it, then Hide it well, and don’t let me see the clue.”
Wen Yantong's breathing was suddenly unsteady, her fear and nervousness merged into one, intertwined into palpitations, tightly gripping her heart. She remembered that Chi Jingxi was like that at the dinner table in the Crispy Fragrance Building.
Across the table of dishes, his eyes were terribly deep, and he said something that he didn't know whether it was a threat or a warning.
Only then did Wen Yantong realize that Chi Jingxi is Chi Jingxi, no matter how handsome he is when he smiles and how soft he is when he speaks, he is still the number one villain in the book, a dangerous person who is always awake.
She wanted to squeeze out a smile to ease the atmosphere, but she didn't expect that she couldn't help herself, and she couldn't bring up the slightest smile on her face, so she nodded in a daze.
Chi Jingxi let go quickly, then opened the door and left without stopping.
Wen Yantong breathed a sigh of relief for a moment, only to realize that his legs were a little weak, and he managed to stand still while holding on to the door.
Chi Jingxi already knew that she was hiding a secret, but she didn't know how much Chi Jingxi knew. This situation was too unfavorable for her! The only good thing is that Chi Jingxi doesn't seem to intend to force her to tell the truth.
In other words, he didn't come here today to pursue those matters at first, but he didn't know which muscle was wrong when he was about to leave, so the problem came suddenly.
Wen Yantong was in a turmoil, stood and thought for a while, then went out to call Moli, and asked, "Can you send the young master away?"
Mo Li lowered her head and replied, "Return to Master, I have already sent you away."
There was a row of servants standing beside her, all bowing their heads and bowing their eyebrows, standing straight, not daring to move. Wen Yantong glanced at it, feeling something was wrong. After these servants bought them back, she didn't set any very strict rules, so they get along very casually on weekdays.
It was the first time I saw these people standing neatly like a soldier. But she didn't bother to ask those questions now, she just said, "When did he come? Why didn't anyone report it?"
"Shen Shi, the master just slept for a while, and the young master came, and the slaves and maidservants were not allowed to report." Mo Li replied.
Man, waited so long!
Wen Yantong smacked his lips, sighed, "Prepare your meals, I'm hungry."
Moli took the order, and immediately turned around and dispatched people to prepare meals. Wen Yantong was so worried that she sat in the room in a daze.
Because of Chi Jingxi's words, Wen Yantong's mood has not been high, and he has been depressed for two consecutive days, sighing from time to time. The servants all noticed it, but no one dared to ask more questions, and they all lowered their heads when they came and went, no one dared to laugh and laugh blatantly.
The fifteenth day of Zhengyuan, the Shangyuan Festival, is also a big day in Shaojing.
Wen Yantong got up early in the morning, and in order to match this festive day, she picked out a saffron-colored lotus-twisted gown, which was very dark and made her skin look fairer.
Moli rolled up her long hair for her, and picked an ebony hairpin to match, she really looked like a handsome young man.
Wen Yantong looked left and right in the mirror, and when he was satisfied, he sat in the main hall and waited bored.
At five or six o'clock in the afternoon, Mu Yang really came to the door with a knife in his hand, scaring the servants at the door.
Mu Yang yelled, "Go in and tell your master, if you tell me something about the sores on the soles of your feet today and you can't walk, I'll go in with a knife and cut them out with my own hands!"
The servant was so frightened that he hurried to the main hall to invite Wen Yantong, "Master! Master!"
Wen Yantong was drinking tea, choking with fright from the shrill cry, his mouth and nose were full of water. She put down the teacup and said, "What are you making such a fuss about!"
"Master Mu held a knife and said that if you don't go out, he will come in with a knife and cut off your feet!" the servant shouted.
Wen Yantong was taken aback, but Mu Yang's resentment was quite deep.
She got up and walked out, calling Moli, "Follow me out to 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, nodded at her and said, "Finally your mother is willing to show up! I thought you were born with a face. It's a sore!"
Wen Yantong smiled and said, "I was sick on the bed a few days ago? I rushed out to see you as soon as I got better!"
Mu Yang snorted, "You are seriously ill, from the first day of the junior high school to the fifteenth day! I originally planned that you would not come out today, and I will see you personally."
Wen Yantong knew he was wrong, and just laughed when he heard anything, "Don't dare, on such a lively day like the Lantern Festival, I naturally want to come out and have fun with everyone, Fu Zixian, have you looked for it?"
As soon as he heard about Fu Zixian, he immediately put his resentment back, and said coyly, "No, I didn't dare to go."
Wen Yantong walked out, "What's wrong?"
"I'm afraid my father will blame me if he finds out." Mu Yang said, "My father and Prime Minister Fu... have some problems."
Wen Yantong secretly thought that this is indeed the case. She cast a glance at Mu Yang, "You are so anxious to find me, could it be that..."
"I really want to call you out to have fun." Mu Yang quickly expressed his sincerity.
Wen Yantong didn't care about it, and got into Mu Yang's carriage. It was only when I went in that I realized that Chi Jingxi was still sitting inside.
Just like when he got into the shepherd's carriage, Chi Jingxi still closed his eyes and fell asleep. He was dressed in a smoky blue brocade jacket, with delicate patterns embroidered with gold silk around the neckline, and a soft blanket covering his body.
After Wen Yantong got into the carriage, his breathing became light, and he didn't dare to greet him, so he found a corner and sat down.
She remembered that it was the same situation before, but after two months, nothing had changed. She couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.
After getting into the carriage, Mu Yang rubbed his hands, squeezed to sit next to Wen Yantong, leaned against her shoulder, and said, "When we get to the prime minister's mansion, I'll trouble you to go for a walk."
Wen Yantong was not in a good mood, so he said, "Didn't you call me out because you wanted me to go this way?"
Mu Yang froze for a moment, then grinned and said, "What are you talking about? I have called you fifteen since the first day of junior high school. Could it be that I told you to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion? I didn't want you to go home. Come out and play."
Wen Yantong's heart warmed when she heard this, Mu Yang always thought simple, and she was the one who didn't care about status the least among the people she knew. When I was not familiar with him before, I knew that he regarded his concubine as very important, and seemed to care about his status very much, so I thought he was the most difficult to get along with.
Unexpectedly, after getting along with each other, Mu Yang is the one who talks the most.
She couldn't help laughing, "Okay, I understand. I will try my best to call Fu Zixian out."
Mu Yang laughed happily. Wen Yantong said again, "But you always think about what to call him, maybe he wants to play with my sister."
"What fun is there with a girl's house!" Mu Yang said, "There is an archery competition in Banxia Street, and the prize is a lotus bow with snow jade and gold patterns."
"What, what?" Wen Yantong was dumbfounded, does a bow have such a long name
"Anyway, it's a treasure." Mu Yang didn't bother to explain to her, "I'll make a bet with Brother Qianyuan to see who can win that bow."
It must be Chi Jingxi! Wen Yantong subconsciously blurted out, but luckily held back, and let out a low voice.
Mu Yang said, "I'm betting on 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 enthusiastically, "Why don't you bet on one too."
Wen Yantong shook his head, "I have nothing to bet on."
Mu Yang said, "Then if you don't participate in the bet, just say one you think will win."
Wen Yantong was kicked out of the shelves, only to get, "I think it's all possible..."
At this moment, Chi Jingxi suddenly said, "My archery is not as good as that of the Fu family's?"
She froze, bowed her head and said nothing.
"Brother Xi, that's not what you said. Although I admit that you are good at archery, half of it is luck to win the prize." Mu Yang said, "I think Fu Zixian is more likely."
"You mean I'm unlucky?" Chi Jingxi asked.
"People who are lucky will never get injured in the middle of the night." Mu Yang said in a low voice.
Chi Jingxi was too angry to speak.
After a while of silence in the carriage, Mu Yang took the initiative to talk to Wen Yantong again. He seemed to be happy, from the fifteenth day to the first day, he even told Wen Yantong what he saw at the New Year's banquet, Wen Yantong could only agree with a smile, and his perfunctory attitude did not weaken Mu Yang's enthusiasm at all.
Finally reaching the prime minister's mansion, Wen Yantong couldn't wait to get out of the carriage, and only then got rid of Mu Yang's nagging.
Wen Yantong spoke to the guard at the side door of the prime minister's mansion, and someone went to invite Fu Zixian. Fu Zixian was also very free in his actions in the mansion on weekdays, when he heard that Wen Yantong called him to go out to play, he immediately packed up and went out.
When Wen Yantong saw Fu Zixian, he immediately greeted him, "Brother Fu, happy new year."
Fu Zixian smiled slightly, revealing two small dimples, "You too, happy new year. I didn't expect you to come to me at this time."
"Not only did I come, I also brought people along." Wen Yantong smiled and pointed at the carriage behind him.
Mu Yang couldn't wait to jump off the carriage, and walked over quickly, "Fu Zixian! I haven't seen you for a long time!"
Fu Zixian also greeted him with a smile, "Master Mu is here too."
When the three of them get together, they always have to exchange a few words first. Sitting in the carriage, Chi Jingxi heard the laughter and voices of several people, the corners of his mouth became more and more serious, and finally formed three big characters of unhappy on his handsome face.
He said, "Come on!"
Someone outside the car responded, "What's your order, Young Master?"
He said, "Start the car and go to Banxia Street."
When Fu Zixian was listening to Mu Yang with a smile, he suddenly saw the carriage moving not far away, and then slowly drove a foot away. He couldn't help but interrupt Mu Yang, "Young Master Mu, your carriage...is like your own. gone."
The author has something to say: [Chi Jingxi's Little Diary]
The twenty-fourth year of Ruixing, the thirteenth day of the first lunar month:
She was sleeping when she came, and after waiting for a long time, she gave her servants who didn't understand the rules a lesson.
After waking up without saying a few words and always expecting me to leave, angry!
The fifteenth day of the first lunar month of the same year:
I have taken the initiative to speak, why is she still ignoring me!
Is she angry with me!