The Villainous Classmate is my Lucky Star

Fu Tanghuan also had an older brother and an older sister. Although he was not the same mother, he was also the son of the Xiangfu.

The eldest brother is two-faced and pretending to be false, and the second sister is cowardly and timid.

In the plot of the original book, Chi Jingxi’s request to marry Fu Tanghuan failed, and he almost married this second sister Fu Yan home. However, before getting married, Fu Yan was killed. Everyone said that Chi Jingxi’s courtship failed and killed Fu Yan. But as for who the murderer is, the book does not describe it in detail.

I saw four people walking together. Among the three women, one was Chi Jingxi admiring and could not ask for it, one was almost married home, and the other was bitter and hated for Chi Jingxi, and finally betrayed him. people.

Wen Yantong subconsciously glanced at Chi Jingxi's eyes, saw his face calm, and said, "Master Xiaohou, let's go first."

Chi Jingxi was stunned. Before he could speak, Wen Yantong grabbed his wrist and pulled him into the building.

Seeing that he was about to be taken away, Fu Mingyi was obviously anxious, so he quickened his pace and called him.

Wen Yantong was stunned and pretending to be deaf and dumb, pulling Chi Jingxi into the building as if he hadn't heard. The road went to Chi Jingxi's seat without stopping.

There was an empty seat beside Chi Jingxi, Wen Yantong simply sat down beside him, and whispered to Chi Jingxi, "Master Xiaohou, can you return the chestnuts to me?"

Chi Jingxi's eyes had an indistinct smile, and he returned the chestnut to Wen Yantong.

Cheng Xin turned his head and said, "Where have you been, the second show is almost over."

"Go out and go around." Chi Jingxi replied lightly.

Cheng Xin looked at Wen Yantong and said with a smile, "It turns out that I took someone out to buy things."

Chi Jingxi hummed softly, "I didn't go."

Cheng Xin understood the meaning of these words, and said to Wen Yantong, "Next time I go, I will bring the single gift, and I don't have to pay for it myself."

Wen Yantong nodded blankly, saying that there is such a good thing in his heart.

Chi Jingxi supported her face with her hands, her posture became lazy, but the smile on her face became thicker. There were lights in her eyes, sometimes looking at the stage and sometimes at Wen Yantong.

Wen Yantong took a serious look, and the bag of chestnuts could not be eaten. After eating, her fingers were sticky and she rubbed both hands.

He raised his head and met Chi Jingxi's somewhat disgusting look.

Wen Yantong was itchy in his heart, pinching his sleeves hanging beside him and kneading it, and then Chi Jingxi pinched his cheek, "The courage is getting bigger and bigger."

Wen Yantong said, "It was Xiao Hou Ye who disliked me first."

Chi Jingxi said, "So you wipe your hands with my sleeves?"

"Don't dare, I saw the folds on your clothes, so I'll smooth them out." Wen Yantong said with great effort.

Chi Jingxi let go, wiped off the debris from her mouth by the way, took out Fang's dark Jinpa, wiped his hand, and then handed it to Wen Yantong.

Wen Yantong took it happily, wiped his fingers clean, and then put the Jinpazhe into his arms, "It's just what Xiaohouye gave me."

Chi Jingxi watched her openly take her own things as her own, and didn't say anything, with a chuckle at the corner of her mouth.

The time passed quickly, and the three plays were soon over. After the actors on the stage closed the curtain, the lights above their heads turned on again, and the people on the floor dispersed one after another.

Mu Yuan was still sleeping soundly on the seat, and Fu Sheng got up and walked past him. His toes deliberately hit his foot, awakening him.

Fu Sheng smiled and said, "General Mu, the play is over, you can go home and go to sleep."

Mu Yuan rubbed his face in a daze, only to realize that it was over. He stood up tiredly and yawned, "I have troubled the prime minister."

Cheng Yanchuan and others also got up one after another and walked to Fu Sheng's side. Fu Sheng said, "I heard that the prince is hosting a banquet in Baihuayuan?"

Cheng Yanchuan laughed and said, "This is true, the second brother of Shan Li is born, so I want to get some young children to gather and play."

Mu Yuan listened and said, "This is also good. When I was young, I would be happy, but I should drink less alcohol. Drinking is too wrong, Yang Er will go, but take care of him and don't let him cause trouble."

Cheng Yanchuan smiled helplessly, "General, rest assured."

He turned his head and said to Fu Sheng, "The three in the prime minister's mansion should also have time. I think I will call together, and the prime minister will not stop him."

Fu Sheng's smile remained unchanged, "Mingyi and Xiaoyan are busy these days, but Xiao Liu has nothing to do, let him go and play with them."

Fu Zixian, who was suddenly nodded by his name, was stunned, and nodded calmly.

Wen Yantong stood on the side and couldn't help but wonder. What does Fu Sheng mean? The Hundred Flowers Banquet hosted by the prince was naturally to entertain all the direct descendants of the house, and it was also a great opportunity to make friends. How could Fu Sheng give this opportunity to Fu Zixian?

Could it be that she misunderstood the plot of the original book? Actually didn't understand the relationship between Fu Sheng and Fu Zixian?

Cheng Yanchuan didn't care who went, so he responded with a smile.

Fu Sheng asked again, "Can the prince decide the performance at the banquet?"

Cheng Yanchuan said, "Not yet, the prime minister seems to like to listen to theaters, why not introduce me to a theater troupe?"

Fu Sheng said, "Isn't it good to hear this, the prince can consider it."

Cheng Yanchuan said, "Since it was recommended by the prime minister, I naturally believed it."

No, there is a problem.

Wen Yantong's brows sank.

Fu Sheng would take the initiative to recommend this troupe? ! Could it be that these actor killers are not Fu Sheng's people?

She originally thought that the murder of Cheng Yanchuan at the banquet was Fu Sheng's conspiracy behind her back. But the poisoned book clearly stated that it was the third prince, and the actor-killer was not Fu Sheng, who would it be?

If it were Fu Sheng, he would never recommend this troupe here. If Cheng Yanchuan was killed by the troupe, Fu Sheng would be the first person to be asked. He would not be so stupid that he would lead the fire to himself.

On the surface, Fu Sheng didn't know that these actors were disguised as killers.

Someone else who wants to kill Cheng Yanchuan!

Wen Yantong was at a loss. She only remembered how Cheng Yanchuan died. She thought it was Fu Sheng's work, but in the plot that did not appear in the story, Fu Sheng's suspicion was completely overthrown, and she didn't even know about it. Who is the murderer?

The group chatted for a few more words, and then went out one after another. Wen Yantong was falling behind, seeing her absent-mindedly, Chi Jingxi raised her ear gently, "What do you think? Pay attention to the path under your feet."

Wen Yantong returned to his senses and raised his head and asked, "Do you want to go back soon?"

Chi Jingxi said, "I still have to enter the palace."

Wen Yantong was a little disappointed, "Well then."

Chi Jingxi saw her small expression in his eyes, and said for a moment, "I have been a little busy these days. If you have anything to do, just send someone to the Hou Mansion to inform you."

"Okay, I see." Wen Yantong said.

Chi Jingxi said again, "If you are idle and find it boring, I will ask Yang Erduo to go find you to play, and tell me when you go home, and I will arrange a carriage for you."

Wen Yantong was flattered and repeatedly said, "No need, I have something to do recently. Master Hua explained that I should have something to do when I come to see me tomorrow."

Chi Jingxi was silent and did not speak any more.

The two of them left the Jiaren Building together. As soon as they came out, they were squeezed into the crowd by the crowd. Then the noise was loud, Wen Yantong was squeezed onto Chi Jingxi, and he walked back several steps.

It turned out that the people in the theater were throwing special theater tickets, five of which can be exchanged for a complete theater ticket. The people are the most enthusiastic about things like this kind of free. Even though the guards struggled to stop them, they couldn't resist the madness of the masses, and they were all squeezed into a group in an instant.

Chi Jingxi subconsciously took Wen Yantong in his arms and backed down. Wen Yantong took the opportunity to stuff the note on Chi Jingxi's body. The crowd was crowded, and Chi Jingxi only took care not to squeeze people into the short Wen Yantong, as if he didn't pay attention to the small movements of the person in his arms.

After the crowd was evacuated, Chi Jingxi released her, "Are you injured?"

Wen Yantong shook his head, just because his face was a little hot in Chi Jingxi's arms, and some guilty conscience, he laughed to cover up, and touched Chi Jingxi's clothes. "The hair on the robe of Master Xiaohou can It's so soft."

Chi Jingxi lowered her eyes and touched her chest, "Don't save your saliva."

Of course Wen Yantong didn't, but he still rubbed his sleeves pretendingly, "Wipe it clean even if it is there!"

Chi Jingxi couldn't help but raised the corners of her mouth, and hummed softly, "You have a wink."

The two went out again with a smile. Fu Sheng and Mu Yuan had already left and took their sons away. Mu Yang left a carriage specially to send Wen Yantong home. Cheng Yanchuan was still waiting not far away, Chi Jingxi glanced, and suddenly stopped.

Wen Yantong didn't know why, so she looked at him suspiciously, but heard his low voice, "Do you know Wenyan?"

"Little Hou Ye suddenly asked what this did?" Wen Yantong was puzzled.

"Recognition?" Chi Jingxi's eyes moved slightly, as if his eyes were frozen, and he looked at her steadily.

Wen Yantong guessed his expression, and saw that his expression was soft, and there was no oppressive force. He just wanted to ask casually, so he answered truthfully, "I don't know, I haven't heard."

Chi Jingxi's expression did not change, and he didn't mention it anymore, but said, "Go back soon. When I'm free, I'll find you."

Wen Yantong nodded, but still hoped that he could concentrate on preparing for the prevention of the assassination of the prince, and said, "Master Xiaohou must concentrate on his own affairs. If I have anything to do, I will go to you. Don't turn me away. The door."

Chi Jingxi couldn't help laughing. Looking at her expression, she felt a little itchy in her palms, thinking that she was in the public, and she did not act casually. She secretly clenched her fist and said, "I know."

Wen Yantong waved to him subconsciously, Chi Jingxi was a little puzzled, tilted his head and looked at it. But there was no further question, and he turned and left.

Wen Yantong also got into the Mu's carriage, lying on the soft couch of the carriage, and let out a long sigh of relief.

On the other side, Chi Jingxi drew up the curtain and got on the carriage. After seated, Cheng Yanchuan ordered the carriage to set off, and the carriage calmed down.

Chi Jingxi sat quietly for a while, then suddenly took out a crumpled piece of paper from her arms and slowly unfolded it.

He looked down at the words on the paper, and was quiet for a while.

Seeing him staring straight, Cheng Xin stretched his head over to look, "What are you looking at?"

After reading the words, his face suddenly sank, "What does this mean?"

Cheng Yanchuan sat opposite, wondering, "What's the matter?"

Chi Jingxi didn't change much, but raised his eyes and asked, "Brother She Zhao, what kind of tea will I use for the tea at the Baihua Banquet?"

Cheng Yanchuan didn't know why, but he still said, "It's Longjing from a neighboring country's Nian Gong. My father specially approved me to use it at the Baihua Banquet. My father still attaches great importance to your choice of wife."

Chi Jingxi's expression was dull and unclear, her ink eyes were deep, and he didn't speak any more, but changed his hands and put the paper on the table.

Seeing Cheng Yanchuan, he instantly understood the meaning of the above, and said in a deep voice, "Who gave you this paper?"

Chi Jingxi said slowly, "Wen Yantong."

After Wen Yantong went back, he ate dinner, soaked in a hot bath, and went to bed comfortably, without knowing anything else.

I woke up early the next day, because Hua Mo said to find her, so I didn't dare to be lazy.

When Hua Mo came, she had been waiting for a long time and invited people into the main hall.

"Master, came to find me early, but what's the matter?" Wen Yantong personally offered hot tea.

Hua Mo smiled, "I have always been to see what the imperial house looks like. I have never received such a big reward in the palace for more than 30 years."

Wen Yantong touched his head, "It's all a mistake."

Hua Mo took a sip of tea, "I came to you this time mainly to ask if you want to participate in the piano performance of the Baihua Banquet."

"Hundred Flower Banquet?" Wen Yantong was stunned, wouldn't it be such a coincidence?

"It's the banquet that the prince wants to host. The palace ordered us to form a team to perform at the banquet. I thought about it and thought you played the piano well, so I want to ask if you want to go."

Wen Yantong said, "...I don't know if I'm a professional player, if something goes wrong..."

Hua Mo said, "Your piano skills are enough, it's comparable to Gong Da and half of the musicians."

She didn't even think about rejecting, but just pretended to be embarrassed, and then she responded, "Okay, when should we practice?"

Hua Mo smiled satisfied, "That's right, but I came to you this time, half of my own selfishness, I want you to help."

Wen Yantong asked in confusion, "Master, what else can I help?"

Hua Mo can’t hear her being a master, "I’m out of college, just call me Sister Hua. I’ve been studying piano in the palace since I was a child, and there is a surname Wang who loves to compare me with me since I was young, and wants to crush me in everything. A few days ago, she received a somewhat talented apprentice. She was so happy that her tail was up to the sky. She ridiculed and laughed at me all day. I wanted you to pretend to be my apprentice and give me a sigh."

Hearing Wen Yantong, couldn't help but laugh, secretly saying that Hua Mo is at this age, and this little matter is still fighting, it is really naive.

"Sister Hua, don't worry, I will be your apprentice from now on." Wen Yantong patted his chest, very righteous.

Hua Mo was so happy, she rubbed Wen Yantong's face several times, and told her the time and place of the practice.

Regarding the performances at the Baihua Banquet, the list is actually set by the palace, but after all Hua Mo is the handle of the palace luthier, and there is still the right to change individuals, so Wen Yantong was replaced.

For the remaining twenty days, Wen Yantong was practicing the music given by Hua Mo, and Mu Yang had come to look for it a few times, but Wen Yantong refused on the grounds of being busy, and he cursed when he left.

Wen Yantong is afraid that the meaning will not be communicated in place, so she always has to watch it in person. She knows when the killer will shoot Cheng Yanchuan, and also knows which cup the poison is in. As long as she can go to the scene, she can To save Cheng Yanchuan's life.

Chi Jingxi is really busy too. He hasn't seen him again in the past 20 days, but he will send someone to the house to greet a few words. Wen Yantong feels a little relieved, thinking that Chi Jingxi should have already started preparing.

It was dazzling. February 20th arrived. The prostitutes of the major officials in Chaoge received invitations from Cheng Yanchuan, and sent them to anyone who knew him or not.

The Hundred Gardens is very vast, with pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, winding verandas, finely crafted rockeries and stone carvings. The garden has two large entrances, surrounded by guards and carriages. In the foreign roads, people have to come in person with the invitation, hand over the post, record the identity and the personnel in the booklet, and then let it go.

The cutting process is orderly and tightly guarded.

Wen Yantong entered through the small door with Hua Mo. She was wearing dark clothes and carrying Xi Qin on her back. As soon as she entered the door, she saw bare flower poles on both sides of the road, which was not beautiful.

Even if you want to come, the February day is still very cold, where are the flowers?

She followed Hua Mo seven turns and walked to the row of bamboo and wooden houses, where someone was coming in and out of it.

Hua Mo said, "The room at the far end is what I specifically asked for you."

Wen Yantong repeatedly thanked him. After entering the door, he found that although the room was not spacious, it had two compartments and clothes were hung on a bamboo shelf. The color is slightly darker camellia red, the silver silk curling moiré embroidered on the collar, and the thin ink gauze wide-sleeved gauze jacket, which falls to the ankle, so the color does not look so bright.

But when the man wears it, it looks a little more gorgeous. Wen Yantong looked at Hua Mo suspiciously.

Hua Mo also laughed, "This is a banquet, so I have to dress more beautifully."

She pulled Wen Yantong to the bronze mirror. On the table were all kinds of flower hairpin headdresses. There were a dazzling array of them. There were also some bottles and jars, which were not used for any purpose.

Huama divides the flower hairpins into four sets, two for hairpins, and two for flower decorations. "These are all you will wear later. Pick four of them that you like."

Wen Yantong was speechless, but he didn't expect to dress up so splendidly at the banquet. But I want to come, after all, it is not an ordinary banquet, and there is no distinction between men and women. There was a dynasty in ancient times when it was especially popular for men to wear flowers on their heads and tattoo arms.

"You go to the inner room and put on the assistant first." Hua Mo rolled up his sleeves, "I will dress you up before going to other things."

Wen Yantong responded, then took off the clothes, opened the cotton curtain and went to the inner room, standing behind the screen and quickly changed clothes. The clothes fit very well, look at the ankles that are covered, so that they don't drag on the ground. The outer layer of ink yarn makes the clothes very fairy-like.

Especially like those fairies flying in the air in a TV series.

Wen Yantong walked out and learned to make gestures in a fairy pose, while Hua Mo said, "What a blind gesture, come and sit in a hurry."

Hearing Yantong, he hurriedly walked to sit down, Hua Mo first gave her a very simple hair, and looked at her face, then picked up a bottle, and after pulling it out, it was full of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance.

Hua Mo took a brush, "After this, my face will become paler."

Wen Yantong closed her eyes and let her brush. In fact, the image of a luthier is like this. Regardless of men and women, when you perform, you should naturally dress up more delicately. Women turn into beauties, and men turn into little white faces.

Hua Mo brushed and said, "Your skin is pretty good."

Wen Yantong smiled and said, "It's not the wind or the sun, it's natural and tender."

The transparent paste brushed on her face was a bit cool, and after Hua Mo was done, she went to sit by and let her wait obediently.

But after sitting there, someone knocked on the door and called Hua Mo's name.

About Mo need to go to other places. She negotiated a few words with the person at the door, but couldn't help but turned around and said to Wen Yantong, "About half the time for the incense is almost the same. If I don't come back, you just use the table. Just wipe the brocade cloth on it, and I will try to get back as soon as possible."

Wen Yantong couldn't open his eyes, so he responded at will.

After Hua Mo left, the room calmed down, and after hearing Yantong boredly waiting for a while, she couldn't figure out how long the half-scented incense was, so she had to wait for the paste on her face to slowly dry.

While I was waiting, there was the sound of opening the door again. Hearing that Yantong had returned as Hua Mo, he said, "Sister Hua, my hair seems to be loose, can you tighten it for me?"

The footsteps approached gently, stopped behind Wen Yantong, and then covered her hair with her hands, gently tightening her hair. The only thing to do was stretch forward again, and the sleeves of her clothes rubbed her ears and landed on the table in front of her.

It seemed to have taken a hairpin, and then gently inserted it in her hair.

Wen Yantong originally wanted to pick it by herself, but if Hua Mo picked it for her, she didn't have any opinion, anyway, the hairpins were no different.

"Sister Hua, you have to pick something nice for me." Wen Yantong smiled.

The people behind still did not respond.

Wen Yantong suddenly felt something was wrong, so he quickly reached out to touch the brocade cloth on the table. The people behind saw her intentions and reached out and picked up the brocade, which happened to be grasped by Wen Yantong. She touched the person's hand, which was not at all the petite and softness of a woman.

Wen Yantong hurriedly wiped his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, he saw the person reflected in the mirror.

I saw Chi Jingxi wearing a robe with yellow and dark gold patterns, brightly colored, and his eyebrows were more like thick ink, with long hair tied up, and a black crown with white jade inlaid, both vigorous and heroic.

He was hanging his head slightly, slowly pushing the ivory hairpin into Wen Yantong's hair.

Wen Yantong instantly relaxed, "Master Xiaohou, you squeaked me anyway, you scared me."

Chi Jingxi raised her picturesque brows and looked at her from the mirror. Her eyes were covered with smiles, which made people look at them indistinctly, "Are you afraid to see me?"

"It's too late to see you happy, of course I'm not afraid." Wen Yantong tilted his head and saw the hairpin in the mirror, "This doesn't seem to be given by Sister Hua..."

"I gave it to you." Chi Jingxi whispered.

Wen Yantong was surprised, "Why did Master Xiaohou give me something suddenly?"

Chi Jingxi didn't answer, but picked up the uncovered rouge from the table, picked the blush with her index finger, twisted Wen Yantong's chair in a circle with her feet, and slowly leaned down.

Wen Yantong was a little scared, and then shrank back, "Master Xiaohou, what are you going to do?"

"Don't move." Chi Jingxi pinched her chin, rubbed the rouge from her index finger on her soft lips, and the smoky red instantly refined Wen Yantong's face.

Chi Jingxi's technique was gentle, and she wiped it at random. The soft fingertips slid down her lips to her neck, leaving a carmine on her white neck. He swallowed nervously when he felt the touch after smelling the inkstone. saliva.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

Chi Jingxi's eyes were deep, her fingers hooked, and the jade-inlaid buttons on her neck were loosened, revealing a faintly thin beauty bone.

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

February 2:

She always lied to me anyway,

Not bad this time.