The Villainous Classmate is My Lucky Star Chapter 164
Translated by Pure
Chapter 164 If Chi Jingxi doesn’t come to find her, then she’ll go find Chi Jingxi (2)
Wen Residence’s humble home was a small house with only two courtyards. Perhaps because there weren’t many people in the family, so the house was never expanded.
Wen Qin was an orphan, and as a child without parents, he grew up eating at the homes of friends and neighbors. Later, in order to marry Madam Wen, he took the risks and followed others to do business. Unexpectedly, Wen Qin had a natural gift in this craft and his business immediately struck big. All of a sudden, he went from a beggar to a rich businessman.
There was no need to explain Wen Qin's love for his daughter Wen Yantong; he had exclusively cleared out a courtyard for her alone. The building in this courtyard was spacious and bright, and had many side rooms. There was a grand ginkgo tree planted in the front yard. It was said that Wen Qin had spent a fortune for this ginkgo tree that was over a hundred years old. Wen Que also specially found someone to build a swing on the branch, and played with his daughter whenever he had time.
Wen Yantong went to Chaoge to study for the past two years, and only came back when there was a long vacation. However, the flowers and plants in this courtyard were trimmed neatly and the furnishings in the house were constantly maintained. Cotton blankets and a heat stove in winter, cooling sleeping mat and light curtains in summer, all were prepared in case Wen Yantong came back suddenly.
Wen Yantong sighed involuntarily after entering her room. She was initially proud at organizing her own house in Chaoge well, but she didn't expect her parents to be so meticulous.
The first thing Wen Yantong did when she returned home was to order someone to boil hot water. She needed to take a good bath and wash away the dust all over her body.
She was finally able to remove the chest binding and openly wear women's clothing.
The closet was full of dresses. Wen Yantong picked out an apricot yellow pleated skirt, a pomelo colored cotton waistcoat, with gold decorating the hem and a pair of small ingots embroidered on the collar.
Mo Li dried her long hair and combed it into a simple half-bun. Half of her hair was draped over her shoulders, on her right side was a simple thin braid using a gold ribbon. Her bun was then decorated with a silver bird feather hairpin.
Wen Yantong had been eating well in Chaoge, so her cheeks had plumpened. Under her filled in black eyebrows were a pair of bright eyes, which were dark brown in color. Under her small nose were naturally curved-up lips. After putting on rouge, her whole countenance became extremely refined.
The little cannon fodder's genes were just that good. Her parents were both good-looking and she took the best of both their appearances.
Wen Yantong lifted her skirt while making her way into the dining hall. Wen Qin and Madam Wen were already seated, seeing her come in, they joyfully called out to her.
Perhaps the couple had been waiting for too long. Without much occupying them at the moment, the two continued to call Wen Yantong’s name, hoping to hear her response. Wen Yantong was naturally indulgent, and answered their calls tirelessly.
Wen Yantong was born in a patriarchal family and after she learned this truth, she distanced herself from them. When she grew up, she seldom went home, and only wired money to them every month. She would only call her parents during the holidays, and have a short conversation with her younger brother.
Wen Yantong could clearly see the love in Wen Qin and Madam Wen’s eyes. She was envious but also grateful; she never thought that she could experience parental love again in her life.
Wen Yantong talked a lot with her parents, telling them everything she saw and heard in Chaoge. Of course, she also didn’t forget to tell them about the imperial edict.
The couple are both commoners and have never seen an imperial edict before. At first, they thought Wen Yantong was just joking and reprimanded her for talking nonsense.
However, when Wen Yantong took out the imperial edict, Madam Wen couldn't help but kneel on the ground. Even Wen Qin was about to stand up using his good leg, he was so excited it looked as if he was ready to flip somersaults on the spot.
Wen Yantong stopped the two, ordered the servant to put away the imperial edict, and explained, "I just happened to save the Little Marquis by chance in Chaoge. And because of it, I got this imperial decree. I really didn’t do anything amazing."
When Wen Qin heard this, he frowned immediately, "Little Marquis? The Marquis of Anhuai’s son?"
Madam Wen clicked her tongue. "Apart from the Marquis of Anhuai, is there another Little Marquis in this country?"
Wen Yantong followed suit and nodded.
Wen Qin said, "The Marquis of Anhuai is devoted and righteous, the son he has nurtured must also have inherited his advantages. Tongtong, it can be considered a blessing to have encountered the Little Maquis."
Wen Yantong completely agreed.
Wen Qin asked after a short moment of contemplation, "The Little Marquis should have had his coming of age, right?"
Wen Yantong nodded. "Yes, his courtesy name is Danli."
Wen Qin fell silent, as if deep in thought. Actually, Wen Yantong knew exactly what he was thinking of.
According to Shaojing's tradition, after a man comes of age, the matter of marrying a wife was inevitable, and Chi Jingxi was no exception.
Wen Yantong knew that she was attracted to Chi Jingxi, but liking and pursuing were two different matters.
In ancient times, status and class were the crux when selecting a marriage candidate. Chi Jingxi was the legitimate son of the Marquis family, and his title of the Little Marquis was personally conferred by the Emperor himself. It was impossible for him to take in a wife born from a lowly merchant.
Wen Yantong was clearly aware of this fact.
She couldn’t help but let out a long sigh.
Wen Yantong continued to laze around days after returning to Wen Residence's House. At first, she didn't dare to casually go out and play, for fear that Chi Jingxi would send someone to look for her. However, as the days went on, Wen Yantong found that all the flowers in her courtyard had sprouted, but there was still no movement from Chi Jingxi.
Anhuai Mansion was in the center of Chang'an, with strict guards patrolling the surrounding area. Even though Wen Yantong was longing for him, she didn't dare to rashly rush in.
Soon it was almost the end of the third lunar month. Wen Yantong had yet to hear news of Chi Jingxi's arrival but heard gossip from the street.
It was said that Marquis Anhuai called a group of literati to hold a painting exhibition on a boat. He would be inviting all the aristocratic families in Chang'an City to participate.
On the surface, it looked like an entertainment activity on the river, but in fact it was an exhibition organized by Marquis Anhuai to choose a wife for Chi Jingxi.
After hearing this, Wen Yantong felt very uncomfortable. She immediately packed up her things, notified her parents, and decided to partake in the exhibition as well.
Since Chi Jingxi didn't come to find her, she would go find Chi Jingxi.
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The author has something to say:
[Chi Jingxi's Little Diary]
The twenty-fourth year of the Ruixing Decade, 21st of the third lunar month:
She’s always in my mind, she’s always in my heart, and she’s always in my dreams.
But she is nowhere to be seen.
I’ll go find her tomorrow.
22nd of the third lunar month：
Today...
Forget it, I will definitely go tomorrow.
23rd of the third lunar month：
Things are not going well,
Give me one more day.
24th of the third lunar month：
I must go out tomorrow!
25th of the third lunar month：
I’m irked, I want to beat someone up.
26th of the third lunar month：
F*ck…
P.S. In order to prevent confusion, allow me to explain in advance. Papa Wen’s wheelchair was sketched, hand cut, and put together all by myself and sent to Wen’s House.
I feel that there are fewer and fewer people reading books recently, and I’m spiraling down from heaven and pouring out my tears.