The Villainous Classmate is My Lucky Star Chapter 180
Translated by Pure
Chapter 180 Limited Paper, Infinite Feelings
Wen Yantong told Fu Zixian off, "Stop praising him, else he’ll really turn into a fool!"
When Mu Yang heard this, he immediately became unhappy, and pouted fiercely, "Wen Yantong, what do you mean? How come the first thing you do is to scold me? Is that the only thing you do? Can you replicate this unique skill of mine?"
Wen Yantong said seriously, "I have never seen such a useless unique skill in my life."
"What do you know?!" Mu Yang retorted, "You are just too short-sighted, even Brother Xi thinks my unique skill is amazing."
Wen Yantong felt distressed, "How much did you annoy the Little Marquis for him to praise you about this?"
Mu Yang grimaced, "Stop talking, none of your words are pleasing to hear."
He nodded at Fu Zixian with his chin, "You talk, your words are much more pleasant than Wen Yantong."
Wen Yantong was naturally unconvinced, and continued to argue with him, "You fell on your left arm, right? Your right hand is fine, you can use your right hand to write, why bother to practice writing with your left foot, I think you are too idle. Your brain’s rusted from all the nothing you’ve been doing."
"Wha–what!" Mu Yang said angrily, "That's because I was thinking what to do if one day I broke my right arm? Wouldn't it be better to take precautions in advance?"
"Shouldn’t you prevent your arms from being injured in the first place? What if your left foot and right hand were injured at the same time? Are you then going to practice writing with your left hand?" Wen Yantong mercilessly said, "Besides, if you hadn't climbed on top of a tree to recite a book, it’s impossible to fall off your arm. You doze off as soon as you have classes in the Academy, but when we’re on vacation, you pretend to be conscientious, causing the Little Marquis to run back and forth.”
How could Mu Yang beat Wen Yantong's eloquence? At this moment, he was so angry that he was panting heavily, almost about to erupt, he immediately justified himself, "I fell on the tree trying to destroy a bird's nest, I wasn’t reciting a book at all!"
Wen Yantong was taken aback. "You broke an arm just to pilfer some bird eggs?!"
Mu Yang was so angry that he slapped the table several times. "I wasn’t pilfering bird eggs! I wasn’t pilfering bird eggs!"
When Fu Zixian saw the two begin to shout tit for tat, he immediately acted as a peacemaker, urging the two to calm down. Just when the two refused to give in to each other, a servant suddenly entered and reported the arrival of the Little Marquis.
The two stopped immediately.
Mu Yang got up abruptly, and was about to run out to meet Chi Jingxi again, when the latter directly entered the room.
He was dressed in a common robe, hair was fastened up with a dark wooden hairpin, and his eyes, calm as ever. He swept over the several people in the room; his indiscernible gaze finally fell on Wen Yantong's face, and then, he let out a long sigh.
Mu Yang immediately complained, "Brother Xi, Wen Yantong has become more and more unbridled. The unique skill I performed for you before, she actually said it was useless, and even called me a fool!"
Wen Yantong couldn't help retorting, "Am I wrong?"
She no longer had any intention of arguing with Mu Yang anymore. Wen Yantong hadn't seen Chi Jingxi for a few days, now that she’s seen him again, he seemed to have become much more handsome. Her longing accumulated over the past few days was instantly comforted, Wen Yantong was not at ease.
However, based on her relationship with Chi Jingxi, she believed that Chi Jingxi would be a fair judge of this matter.
Then she heard Chi Jingxi's voice faintly answering, "Yes."
"Ah?" Wen Yantong looked at him with surprise.
Chi Jingxi looked at her and asked, "Can you write your name with your left foot?"
Mu Yang arrogantly straightened his back, and proudly provoked Wen Yantong, "Well, can you?"
Seeing Mu Yang's smug look, Wen Yantong laughed out of anger, and asked Chi Jingxi out of irritation, "Why would I need such a skill? Did yo want me to write you a letter with my left foot?"
At this mention, Chi Jingxi's complexion instantly turned. He said in a deep voice, "Even with your right hand perfectly fine, there was still no letter of yours."
As soon as Wen Yantong heard his tone, she knew that he was upset that she didn't write a reply to his letter. Thus, she immediately put on an apologetic face. "Isn't that because I was personally coming back to Chaoge myself, there’s no need to write more letters, no?"
Chi Jingxi looked even more upset. "Why didn’t you look for me then?"
Wen Yantong replied, "You left in a hurry. Plus, I was always worried about Mu Yang's injury, so I hurried over to take a look. Only by personally witnessing his well being can I be relieved."
Chi Jingxi remained silent, but it seemed that he was not so easily coaxed.
As soon as Mu Yang heard that Yantong was constantly worried about him, his initial anger from Wen Yantong’s prior scolding completely dissipated. He laughed and swung his arm around Wen Yantong's neck. "I didn't expect you to be so worried about me, the food I brought to you during every morning class was not in vain."
However, just as Mu Yang’s arm was about to land, Chi Jingxi interrupted him midway. "Yang’er, how’s your arm recovering?"
Mu Yang's attention was immediately diverted. He lightly roasted his left arm and answered, "It's almost completely healed, I have no problem lifting lighter things."
Chi Jingxi said, "It will be your eighteenth birthday in a few days. Today, General Mu applied for a reservation for the Xuanlin Palace on the top of Xunyang Mountain. He requested the Emperor so that you can play there for a couple days during your birthday, and His Majesty had approved it."
Mu Yang was immediately overjoyed. He hugged Chi Jingxi and asked, "Are you telling the truth?! My father, who beats me as if I were his adopted son, actually knew how to care for me?!"
Chi Jingxi laughed. "What nonsense are you talking about, is there anyone who loves you more than General Mu?"
Mu Yang had been eyeing the Xuanlin Palace for a long time. He went there once when he was young. Back then, the Emperor had made it his temporary imperial residence to avoid the cold stream. Chi Jingxi and others were taken away, and because Mu Yuan was out fighting in the war, the Emperor also brought the young Mu Yang along with them.
Many of his memories about that palace have been blurred, but he still remembered that there was a very magnificent hot spring in that palace. Soaking in it was so comfortable that he felt as if he was ascending to heaven. Every severe winter, Mu Yang would recall that hot spring.
He happily rejoiced, "This time, let's all go to the palace and soak in the hot spring together."
He said to Wen Yantong without hesitation, "You go too. Not everyone has the opportunity to visit a temporary imperial residence."
When Wen Yantong heard that they were to soak in a hot spring, she inwardly retorted ‘no can do!’ She immediately said, "I'll have to pass, I don't like soaking in hot springs."
Mu Yang's eyebrows furrowed, he didn't speak, and just continued to stare at her like this.
Wen Yantong then added, "Maybe I have something to do that day?"
There was some grievance in Mu Yang's words, "Do you not want to attend my birthday party? I don't even care about you calling me a fool. Why must you alienate me like that?"
Wen Yantong hurriedly explained, "You misunderstood, I’m not avoiding you, I just..."
Chi Jingxi glanced at her and said, "Just go, this is Yang’er's eighteenth birthday."
The Shaojing Dynasty regarded the eighteenth birthday as a very important event; this was an equivalent of a boy’s coming of age. Wen Yantong thought that if she refused again, Mu Yang would really become furious, so she could only bite her tongue and agree for now.
She could always find a suitable excuse not to attend later.
Unexpectedly, her expression of promise made Mu Yang very upset. "What do you mean by this? Are you that reluctant to attend my birthday banquet? It seems as if I am forcing you to agree."
Wen Yantong immediately said, "I was wrong, I was wrong! Please let me go to your birthday party, Young Master Mu. I will definitely bring a congratulatory gift that’ll exceed everyone else’s."
Only then was Mu Yang satisfied, he then snorted, "That's better. I'll ask when the departure date is when my father comes back, and I'll let you guys know when the time comes."
That's how everything was settled for the time being. They all continued to stay in Mu Residence for a while, and only went back home once the sky got dark.
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The author has something to say:
Chi Jingxi continued to question:
Since you arrived to Chaoge, why didn’t you come see me first?
ps: (There’s no bromance in this novel, don’t misunderstand!)
