The Villainous Classmate is My Lucky Star Chapter 51
Translated by Pure
Edited by Loume
Chapter 51 Chi Jingxi’s Bedroom
The blizzard kept going without stopping, causing all the roads of Chaoge to be blocked by heavy snow. It was impossible to come out and clean up in this kind of harsh environment, so every business in Chaoge chose to close their shops and go home to keep warm.
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Chi Jingxi’s home was in Chaoge, so he usually went home after class. However, the snow fell from morning to night, and the snow piled up such that it reached higher than a person’s knees, leaving everyone in the Academy no choice but to stay for the night.
Wen Yantong chewed on a dry biscuit and asked, "Are there enough bedrooms in the Academy?"
The maid said, "This maidservant heard that even if the children of these princes and nobles do not usually live in the Academy, the Academy will reserve dormitories for them. They are also cleaned everyday, so they could check in directly."
Wen Yantong sighed. This treatment was too good.
She glanced outside. The sky had begun to darken, painting their surroundings in a gloomy light. Wen Yantong felt that this kind of weather was the most suitable for lying in bed, so she quickly finished eating what she had and got under the bed again.
She took a fairy tale book from the shelf and lit a lamp beside the bed. With the windows covered with thick cotton curtains, the cold wind howling outside could not get in, surrounding Wen Yantong in inexplicable comfort.
Wen Yantong read the book for about an hour when she suddenly found that her limbs under the blanket were a little cold, so she called the maid. "Why is it so cold?"
The maid walked to the heat stove, opened it, and called out, "Oh no! There is no more charcoal!"
Wen Yantong lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and walked over to take a look. Sure enough, she saw that the heater had gone out, and the charcoal inside was burnt cleanly. It seemed that it had been out for a while.
She felt a chill in her heart and shivered uncontrollably. "What do we do now? It's not even night yet."
The maid also looked embarrassed. "This is definitely not good. Now that the Academy is heavily guarded and the roads are blocked by heavy snow, it is impossible to go out to buy charcoal..."
Seeing her in an awkward position, Wen Yantong knew that there was no other way, so she had no choice but to say, "It's all right. I'll just go and lie down in bed. At least that way, I won't freeze to death."
Afraid that the quilt would get cold, she quickly got back into bed. After a bit of contemplating, she instructed her servants a little worriedly, "If you guys are cold, go and get two pieces of my clothes from the closet. Don’t freeze yourself sick."
The maid thanked her gratefully and replied, "We still have a lot of firewood left. Why don't you take a dip in hot water to warm up your body before going to sleep?"
Wen Yantong's first reaction was to refuse. "Forget it."
It's already cold enough. If she removed her clothes and took a bath... What if she freezes halfway through the wash?
She huddled herself into a ball, trying to retain the limited warmth in the bed. However, because usually the stove was lit all night, her quilt was not very thick. Now in the blizzard without her stove, Wen Yantong was shivering like a wet kitten on the bed from the cold.
After lying down for a while with her eyes closed, her right leg gradually began to hurt. Only then did she realize that her leg had not yet fully recovered and could not be frozen. The root cause had not yet been healed, and it would be bad if something were to happen to her leg now.
As such, she got up quickly and exclaimed, "Hurry! Hurry! Boil some hot water. The hotter, the better! I want to take a hot bath."
Meanwhile, Fu Zixian, who was tidying up the transcribed articles, rubbed his frozen hands and looked up at Mu Yang beside him. He asked with some confusion, "Why is Young Master Mu still staying in the study hall? Isn't it time to go home?"
"Aren't you here too?" Mu Yang lowered his head to write and replied in a disapproving tone.
"There’s only a little bit of the article left. If I finish it now, I do not need to take it back with me, so I’m staying a little longer to finish copying them." Fu Zixian was a little surprised when he saw that Mu Yang was acting so seriously, so he asked, "Is Young Master Mu also copying articles?"
"Who would copy that thing?" Mu Yang put down his brush, smiled proudly, and raised the paper to show him, "What do you think? Does it look good?"
Fu Zixian took a closer look and saw that the paper was filled with Old Man Dings of the same size. The corner of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch. Not knowing how to respond, he quickly changed the subject. "Is Young Master Mu waiting for the Royal Highness and the others? Teacher Li may hold them for a while, so you should go back first."
"No." Mu Yang rolled up the paper and said, "I'm waiting for you. This heavy snow has blocked the road to Chaoge, so we can't go home tonight. We can only wait for the snow to stop..."
"What!" Fu Zixian's expression suddenly changed. "You- You are all going to stay at the Academy tonight? So will the Little Marquis stay here too?"
Mu Yang looked a little lost. "What?"
"Not good, not good!..." Fu Zixian muttered to himself. He hurriedly packed the books in his hand, quickly put on his cloak, and strode out of the school.
Seeing his panicked expression and movements, Mu Yang quickly followed and shouted, "It's snowing heavily outside!"
