The Villainous Classmate is My Lucky Star Chapter 235
Double release today since this chapter is a cliffer!
Translated by Pure
Chapter 235 Arriving at Yibei (1)
As they departed, the eastern horizon gradually brightened, casting a gentle glow over the still somewhat hazy surroundings.
Wen Yantong turned her head to glance at the Chaoge City Entrance, gradually shrinking in the distance. The two prominent golden words on the signboard above were still discernible even from afar.
This departure marked her journey to a distant place, and uncertainty lingered about her safe return. Hoping for a smooth course, she, as a transmigrator, wished to leverage her unique advantages.
This journey differed from the previous ones where she traveled in a horse-drawn carriage; this time, she was on horseback, doubling the speed. However, the jolts on the horseback initially made Wen Yantong uncomfortable. During a break, she couldn't resist clutching onto a tree and emptied her stomach. Her complexion had paled.
Observing Wen Yantong's discomfort, Zhuang Mian and A’Guan offered her the water bag in silence. Wen Yantong drank some water and managed to settle her stomach. Suppressing her discomfort, she inquired, "At our current pace, how long until we reach Yibei?"
Taking a bite of a dry biscuit, A’Guan replied, "If all is well, we should be there in about ten days."
Wen Yantong felt a pang of distress. It was only the first day, yet she already felt like she couldn't endure much longer. The realization that there were more than ten days left ahead weighed heavily on her.
Despite the hardships, Wen Yantong refrained from complaining and silently took a couple of bites of the dry biscuits before pressing on.
Over the past few days, her condition had worsened, and she had grown increasingly frail. However, there was no room for delay on the journey. Zhuang Mian had purchased medicine for her when they passed through a town, but even with the remedy, they still needed to catch up with the reinforcements.
Fortunately, in the latter half of the journey, Wen Yantong gradually adapted to the rigors of riding. She observed the horses galloping through diverse landscapes, passing through various towns and cities, and could sense that she was truly on a journey.
As her equestrian skills improved, A’Guan procured her own horse and parted ways with Wen Yantong. The three girls continued to trail the reinforcement army, traversing dusty roads, crossing wide rivers, and navigating more than half of Shao Jing, steadily approaching Yibei.
Approaching Yibei, Wen Yantong had transitioned from the fair-complexioned youth she was in Chaoge to a traveler coated in dust. She wore a layer of grimy linen that concealed not only her clothes but also her hair and face. The seventh lunar month sun was intense, prompting Wen Yantong to apply the herbal ointment she had prepared earlier to prevent sunburn.
Her face was adorned with a thick layer of green, shiny paste, resembling a mask. As it dried, she would peel it off bit by bit and replace it with a new layer.
After adapting to this way of life for an extended period, she became less particular than before.
At times, she found herself unable to take a shower for five or six consecutive days, resorting to only a hurried face wash. As her hair turned oily, she tied it up with a ribbon and wrapped it in linen, yet the smell was unbearable when she untied it. However, on the road, meticulous grooming was a luxury.
Towards the middle of the month, Wen Yantong finally caught sight of Yibei’s city gate.
The people in Yibei favored vibrant linen, distinct in material from those in Chaoge or Chang'an City, showcasing strong national characteristics. Girls adorned themselves with Wishing Dolls around their waists, accompanied by various anklets and chains adorning their ankles.
The scorching summer heat left the air dry, offering no relief even when the wind brushed against the body.
Wen Yantong dismounted, clad in worn-out attire, and followed A’Guan and Zhuang Mian into the city.
Due to the unrest on the outskirts of Yibei, the city lacked its previous liveliness. The arrival of outsiders like Wen Yantong, A’Guan, and Zhuang Mian drew immediate attention from the locals.
Unlike Wen Yantong, A’Guan, and Zhuang Mian were not as meticulous in their appearance. Their faces bore the effects of the journey – tanned and with traces of sunburn. Their skin tone somewhat resembled that of the Yibei people, easing the wariness of the locals to some extent.
During times of war, people were understandably hesitant to get involved in others' affairs. Most preferred to keep a distance when encountering unfamiliar situations. Only the soldiers patrolling the streets paid attention to them and approached to inquire.
"You three don’t seem like Yibei locals. Where are you from?" one of the soldiers questioned.
A’Guan and Zhuang Mian turned their gaze to Wen Yantong simultaneously.
As Wen Yantong was about to speak cautiously, a voice from a distance interrupted, "Who allowed these three individuals in?!"
All eyes turned towards the source, revealing a girl with a strikingly pretty face. While possessing the distinctive high nose bridge and thick eyebrows characteristic of the Yibei people, her expression exuded fierceness as she glared at Wen Yantong from a distance.
With determination, she approached aggressively.
Wen Yantong scrutinized the girl closely, sensing a familiar presence, yet struggling to recall where she had seen her before.
The three soldiers, displaying an evident fear, lowered their heads and saluted respectfully, "Young Lady Qingyi."
"I distinctly recall my father ordering the city to be sealed two days ago. Who neglected their duty and allowed these three outsiders in?" Young Lady Qingyi interrogated with a fierce demeanor.
Witnessing her haughty demeanor, Wen Yantong recollected that this individual belonged to the Yibei group she encountered at the Floral Tea House during the altercation with Mu Yang some time ago. She was the younger girl from that group.
Wen Yantong hadn't anticipated an unavoidable encounter with opposing factions.
The soldiers found themselves in a predicament. "But the Deputy Commander-in-Chief instructed not to seal off the city..."
Qingyi immediately slapped the soldier across the face, scolding, "Deputy Commander-in-Chief, Deputy Commander-in-Chief?! You imbeciles only know how to mention the Deputy Commander-in-Chief! Don't forget this is Yibei. Why are you people from Chaoge attempting to advocate for Yibei?!"
Observing the forceful slap right before her eyes and hearing Qingyi's words, anger surged within Wen Yantong. "Yibei is also within the territory of Shao Jing. Naturally, you must obey the orders and individuals dispatched by the imperial court. How can you question those sent from there?"
Qingyi heard Wen Yantong's defiant voice, glared at her with anger, and retorted, "How dare you point fingers at this lady?! I merely wanted to drive you outlanders away. Now that you've offended me like this, I'll have you arrested and publicly flogged!"
Waving her hand, Qingyi issued a stern order, "Servants! Arrest these three individuals!"
As Qingyi led a cohort of guards, they swiftly moved to implement her order, attempting to grab the linen cloth draped over Wen Yantong. Positioned on either side of Wen Yantong, A’Guan and Zhuang Mian reacted promptly. A’Guan pulled Wen Yantong backward, creating distance, while Zhuang Mian stepped forward to obstruct the advancing guards.
