The Villainous Classmate is My Lucky Star Chapter 241
Translated by Pure
Chapter 241 Wen Yantong the Courageous Combatant (2)
The group rested briefly, but didn't linger for too long. After taking a headcount, they made their way out of the mountain under the cover of darkness.
Mu Yang and Wen Yantong rode side by side, their horses close together. Mu Yang retrieved some snacks hidden in his clothing and shared them with her.
Although Wen Yantong had no appetite, she couldn't bring herself to refuse when she noticed the redness in Mu Yang's eyes and the tears glistening on his lashes. Moved by his earnestness, she accepted the gesture of kindness.
Chi Jingxi rode behind Wen Yantong, his gaze fixed on her back as he pondered silently. Beside him, Fu Zixian rode and briefed him on the events of the past half-month. "Commander-in-Chief, it was Wen Yantong's initiative to venture to this mountain to rescue you."
Chi Jingxi responded with a calm nod.
Wen Yantong had been aware of this event much earlier. Two months prior, she had foreseen Chi Jingxi's predicament during a specific patrol and advised him to select that particular mountain in advance.
Trapped in the mountains for half a month, Chi Jingxi's absence had stirred unrest among the populace of Yibei City. Amidst the tangled web of the three opposing forces, they found themselves not only battling the enemy troops lurking outside the city, but also contending with internal strife among their own ranks.
In the initial days of Chi Jingxi's arrival in Yibei, he immediately set about restoring order with all the authority at his disposal. While military regulations were in place, some individuals sought to exploit loopholes to challenge Chi Jingxi's authority. Despite their attempts to resist his orders openly and covertly within the confines of military regulations, Chi Jingxi refused to engage in dialogue with them. Instead, he swiftly donned his military uniform and had those who opposed him executed.
Disobedience was met with swift and severe consequences—death. In the remote region of Yibei, where the rule of law held little sway, those with strong-willed personalities could not be easily restrained. The royal family, represented by Chi Jingxi, held over the majority of the military. Thus, during Chi Jingxi's presence, subordinates adhered to discipline and order.
However, in Chi Jingxi's absence for half a month, some individuals could no longer contain their impulses, leading to a surge in disorderly behavior.
Upon his return to the city that night alongside Fu Zixian, Chi Jingxi was greeted by a throng of high-ranking military officers stationed in Yibei, gathered eagerly outside his residence to welcome him back.
After exchanging a few customary inquiries, the assembled officers dispersed, leaving Chi Jingxi to return to his residence. Once there, he instructed someone to prepare a bath.
A vacant room had been available in the house, and now that Wen Yantong was present, she occupied that empty chamber.
Having journeyed tirelessly to Yibei, Wen Yantong had scarcely had any opportunity to rest. Now afforded the chance to recuperate, she spent several days mostly confined to bed, focusing on eating and sleeping to replenish her energy.
Chi Jingxi's days were consumed with military matters, leaving little opportunity for them to interact during daylight hours. Occasionally, when he sought to visit Wen Yantong at night, he discovered that she had already drifted off to sleep.
Nevertheless, this did not impede Chi Jingxi from looking at her. Often, after his bath, he would settle beside Wen Yantong's bed, armed with a book and a pot of steaming tea, quietly keeping her company into the night.
Wen Yantong lay sound asleep on her back, while Chi Jingxi sat perched on the edge of the bed, engrossed in his book. The occasional rustle of turning pages and the gentle pour of water from the teapot filled the air, each action executed with meticulous care, enveloping the room in an aura of tranquility.
As the tea in the pot cooled or Chi Jingxi began to feel weary, he would rise from his seat. With tender gestures, he would tuck the quilt snugly around Wen Yantong, wiping away any droplets of saliva before departing the room with utmost gentleness.
This routine persisted for several days, during which Wen Yantong gradually acclimated to life in Yibei. With sufficient rest, the dark circles under her eyes vanished, and her daily activities fell into a familiar rhythm.
In moments of boredom, she would engage in playful bickering with Mu Yang.
As the least occupied individuals in the army, Wen Yantong and Mu Yang often found themselves at odds over trivial matters. Despite Fu Zixian's occasional attempts to mediate as a peacemaker, their disputes persisted unabated.
That day, Wen Yantong and Mu Yang ventured into the dining room in search of something to eat, stumbling upon a local specialty fungi from Yibei. Excitedly, they requested the kitchen cook to prepare it, but their excitement quickly turned into an argument.
Wen Yantong insisted on having the fungi stir-fried, while Mu Yang preferred it served as a cold dish, sparking a clash of opinions. Their dispute escalated, resulting in a heated altercation in the dining room that culminated in the overturning of the ingredients the cook had prepared for lunch.
Coincidentally, Chi Jingxi returned for lunch that day, only to find himself served nothing amidst the chaos ensuing between the two.
Surveying the chaotic scene in the dining room and the ongoing argument between Wen Yantong and Mu Yang, Chi Jingxi remained silent. Without a word, he swiftly scooped up the two quarreling individuals and escorted them to the grand tree at the entrance of the residence.
There, he directed for four baskets of fungi to be brought forth. With firm resolve, he instructed Mu Yang and Wen Yantong to each hold a basket in hand, their arms stretched upward.
Wen Yantong stood meekly beneath the tree, reflecting on her actions and contemplating how she would admit her mistake to Chi Jingxi.
Lost in her contemplation, Wen Yantong was jolted by a strange noise, prompting her to turn around. To her astonishment, she discovered Mu Yang spitting into her basket.
Infuriated, she exclaimed, "What are you doing!?"
"I'm going to add some weight to your basket and make you work harder," Mu Yang retorted defiantly, punctuating his statement with a heavy huff.
Wen Yantong hurled the basket to the ground in anger, exclaiming, "You scoundrel! Let Ol’Wen teach you a lesson!"
Meanwhile, Chi Jingxi, feeling hungry, had settled into the room, pondering the right moment to intervene when the servants burst in, their voices urgent. "Commander-in-Chief, Miss Wen and Squadron Mu are at it again!"
The altercation between Wen Yantong and Mu Yang eventually came to a close, both parties exchanging harsh words before finally ceasing their battle.
At noon that day, both stir-fried and cold fungi adorned the table, prompting a temporary ceasefire between Wen Yantong and Mu Yang as they shared the meal with each other.
Later that evening, after washing her long hair, Wen Yantong settled beside the bed. Retrieving a drawing from beneath the table, she unfurled it, revealing a depiction of the general terrain surrounding Yibei.
Yibei stood as a sprawling city encircled by dozens of small counties and towns, ensconced amidst mountains and rivers with fertile lands.
As Wen Yantong analyzed the plot of the original book, she surmised that based on its progression, Chi Jingxi would engage in three fierce battles with the enemy before the onset of winter. Despite emerging victorious in each skirmish, his triumphs were narrow, failing to dislodge the enemy from Shao Jing.
As winter descended, the harsh cold brought with it heavy snowfall, disrupting the enemy's supply lines and hindering their progress. It wasn't until this opportune moment that Chi Jingxi managed to decisively defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.
However, Wen Yantong couldn't shake the memory of a pivotal moment when Chi Jingxi had a chance to obliterate the enemy but misjudged their retreat route, allowing them to escape. If only he had correctly anticipated their movements, they could have departed Yibei before the arrival of winter.
As Wen Yantong scrutinized the map intently, Chi Jingxi gently rapped on the door and entered the room. Noticing her damp hair, he wordlessly fetched a piece of brocade towel to pat it dry.
Wen Yantong casually toyed with her hair and remarked, "It's fine, it'll dry quickly."
Given Yibei's dry summer climate, Wen Yantong felt little inclination to bother with drying her hair diligently.
Chi Jingxi offered a patient persuasion, "Yibei differs from Chaoge. The climate here fluctuates greatly, and the nighttime winds can be chilling. If you're not cautious, you might fall ill. Yang'er was bedridden for over ten days when he first arrived."
"That's because he's stupid," Wen Yantong muttered under her breath.
Chi Jingxi chuckled, opting not to argue.
Initially, the army maintained strict discipline, with everyone occupied with their own duties, resulting in several consecutive quiet days. However, with Wen Yantong's arrival, the atmosphere became markedly more lively.
Chi Jingxi found himself drawn to this liveliness. While he once favored silence for its conducive atmosphere to concentration, he soon realized that life held a greater allure when filled with excitement and activity.
Growing accustomed to the bustling days, he found it unsettling to return to the tranquility of the past, longing instead for the vibrant energy that now defined his daily routine.
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The author has something to say:
[Chi Jingxi’s Little Diary]
The eighteenth day of the Seventh Lunar Month:
Indeed, she seemed like a fairy, appearing before me so unexpectedly.
The nineteenth day of the Seventh Lunar Month:
Today, she tumbled off the bed while asleep… It took some effort, but I managed to gently lift her back onto the bed.
The twentieth day of the Seventh Lunar Month:
She drooled all over the pillow. I'll need to get her a new one tomorrow.
The twenty-third day of the Seventh Lunar Month:
She talked in her sleep today, warning Yang'er not to eat behind her back.
Are Yang'er and food more important than me?
The twenty-fifth day of the Seventh Lunar Month:
The servant mentioned that she and Yang'er are always arguing, so I intend to return tomorrow to see for myself.
The twenty-sixth day of the Seventh Lunar Month:
I was mistaken in my earlier assessment; she cannot be a fairy.
How could a fairy engage in a scuffle on the ground with another and then spit on them?
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T/N: The author’s note is hilarious xDD
