The Villainous Classmate is my Lucky Star - Chapter 121

After the heavy rain, the air was full of humidity.

But the sky in Yibei was extremely clean, as if it had been washed by rain. It was full of blue at a glance, with a few white clouds floating, occasionally covering the sun.

Mu Yang took a deep breath and sighed, “I haven’t been out for a long time, but I’m suffocated.”

Wen Yantong said, “Have you seen Master Xiaohou?”

Mu Yang said, “The servant said that Brother Xi didn’t go to bed until dawn, so I didn’t bother him.”

Wen Yantong said, “That’s what I said.”

Chi Jingxi has been worrying about Mu Yang’s affairs during this period, and every day is rested and haggard a lot.

Although the erythema on Mu Yang’s body has not completely faded away, his spirit is getting better and better, which is enough to prove that the medicine is useful, so that it can prevent the spread of the disease.

This plague deliberately created by men with sinister hearts can be resolved with a bowl of medicine.

It’s just that Wen Yantong himself didn’t want to understand why the plague that originally appeared in Chang’an in the book appeared in Yibei at this time.

Mu Yang stood and talked with Wen Yantong for a while, as if suddenly remembering something, he took out a doll from his sleeve.

Wen Yantong recognized this as a local wishing doll in Yibei, but most of the wishing dolls here are woven with linen, and the clothes on the dolls are also in accordance with the local characteristics. Wen Yantong doesn’t like the appearance of the dolls very much. , So I never bought it.

But the doll that Mu Yang took out turned out to be an apricot-yellow brocade dress. At first glance, it looked like an exquisite villain, but when you look closely, you can still see that there are many flaws on it.

“Where did you buy it?” Wen Yantong took it curiously.

This wishing puppet wears clothes like Chaoge’s side. It stands to reason that Yibei cannot have such a wishing puppet here.

Mu Yang scratched his head, “I did this.”

Wen Yantong was surprised, “You did it?”

She took a closer look at the doll, and she could see that the stitches were messy and there were a lot of knotted threads. It was indeed a novice work.

“What are you doing this for?” Wen Yantong looked at him funny.

It is hard to imagine that Mu Yang would sew a little doll all afternoon while sitting with a needle. How could he have this patience?

Mu Yang said, “I think many young girls in Yibei City have this on their waists, so I want to make one for you. You will stop in front of the doll stand every time you go to the street, but you never buy it. Like the dolls here, I sewed a Chaoge doll.”

Wen Yantong couldn’t help laughing. Although Mu Yang was bluffing on weekdays, he was still very naive, but in fact his mind was very delicate.

“When was it sewn?” she asked.

“I was ill a few days ago, and I was idle all day long.” Mu Yang said.

Wen Yantong understood that it was Mu Yang who thought he was going to die, so he patiently prepared these things for them. I’m afraid it’s not just her, Chi Jingxi and Fu Zixian also have something.

She only praised, “It’s amazing.”

Then tied the prayer puppet around his waist.

Mu Yang cracked his mouth and smiled, showing his white teeth, and said, “I haven’t practiced arrows for a long time. Let’s practice arrows with me!”

Wen Yantong thought that it would be fine anyway, and now that he could not quarrel Chi Jingxi to rest, so he readily agreed.

The two walked around to the backyard. Several trees were planted in the backyard with arrow targets hung on the trees.

There are small bells on the target, and a crisp bell will sound as long as it hits the target.

Wen Yantong hadn’t held the bow for many days, suddenly he drew the bow and shot the arrows, and shot a few arrows in succession. Mu Yang laughed on the side, but did not sneer as usual.

What the two didn’t expect was that the target was facing Chi Jingxi’s rear window. Chi Jingxi, who was sleeping, was pulled out by the sound of jingle bells, and when he opened his eyes, his handsome face was exhausted.

He slowly got up from the bed. At first he thought he had misheard, but soon, the clinking sound came clearly and clearly, accompanied by the laughter of Wen Yantong, “Mu Xingyi, you can’t do that. Ah, why do you laugh at me?”

Chi Jingxi blinked and became sober a lot in an instant, and then listened carefully.

Just listen to Mu Yang’s voice, “I hit the target anyway, better than your arrow falling on the ground.”

Chi Jingxi immediately called in, “Who is practicing arrow in the backyard?”

The subordinate hurriedly replied, “Returning to the marshal, it is Miss Wen and Young Master Mu. Are you surprised? The subordinates will send someone to tell you.”

Chi Jingxi stopped, “Wait, Yang Er’s disease…”

Go down to humanity, “Young Master Mu’s illness has improved a lot. He woke up early this morning, his erythema has faded a lot, and he has the strength to stay.”

Before Chi Jingxi had finished listening, she immediately got up and let people wait for her to dress and wash.

When he walked around to the backyard, Wen Yantong was studying with Mu Yang where to stand in order to minimize the impact of the wind.

Standing on the side, Chi Jingxi couldn’t bear to break this beautiful and peaceful scene.

When he went to visit Mu Yang a few days ago, Mu Yang was lying on the bed, and the torture of the disease made his speech slow, and there was death hovering between his eyebrows and eyes.

He is like a dying person, his eyes are full of fear of death. He tightly squeezed Chi Jingxi’s hand, his voice trembling with tears, “Brother Xi, am I not able to cure it?”

At that moment, Chi Jingxi realized the despair he had never experienced before.

He didn’t want to admit it, but he did. No matter how many doctors were summoned to see Mu Yang, the number of disease records that stayed up all night and the number of medicinal materials found, they couldn’t stop Mu Yang’s declining path step by step.

He watched Mu Yang become weaker and thinner every day, and he was powerless and panicked.

Later, Wen Yantong handed over a bowl of medicine, saying that it could save Muyang.

So he saw Mu Yang laughing wantonly on this sunny day when the heavy rain was about to rest.

The dawn of this Yibei city is not the sun on the blue sky, but the smell of inkstone.

Chi Jingxi’s eyes stared at Wen Yantong, her frowns and smiles were reflected in her eyes, and her eyes met unexpectedly.

“Ah, it’s Xiaohouye!” Wen Yantong said in surprise.

Mu Yang turned his head after hearing the sound, and the two looked at Chi Jingxi at the same time.

So Chi Jingxi smiled at the right time and walked towards them.

Mu Yang said happily, “Brother Xi, when did you wake up? Enough rest…”

Before he finished speaking, Chi Jingxi wiped his shoulders, and a few steps came to Wen Yantong, opened his hands and put her in his arms, and hugged him directly.

Wen Yantong screamed and supported Chi Jingxi’s arms with both hands, “Master Xiaohou, what are you doing.”

Chi Jingxi hugged her twice before putting it down, hugging her tightly, and whispered in her ear, “You are my surprise.”

Mu Yang shouted, “I’m still a patient! Don’t ignore me!”

Chi Jingxi let go of Wen Yantong and said to Mu Yang with a smile, “The voice is quite loud, it seems that it is almost good.”

Mu Yang ran towards him, “Brother Xi, I also want to be lifted up…”

Chi Jingxi pushed him aside, “Go away.”

Wen Yantong rubbed his hot face and laughed.

At noon that day, in order to celebrate Mu Yang’s recovery from illness, the food served on the table was extremely rich. The three of them did not think about eating and drinking for many days, and they finally had a good meal.

In the afternoon, Fu Zixian came back for questioning. Seeing that Mu Yang was spirited, he didn’t know what to say. He just stood beside Mu Yang and stared at him with a smile.

Wen Yantong could see that Fu Zixian was really happy. He was always taciturn and would not expose his emotions too much. At the moment, he really couldn’t help laughing all the time.

Then the doctors came to see Mu Yang and confirmed that he had recovered and that the erythema on his body would disappear completely within three days, proving that Wen Yantong’s prescription was actually effective.

Chi Jingxi immediately sent people to purchase the three medicines in the prescriptions from the whole city, including the counties and towns near Yibei City, but even so, the medicines were not enough, so he sent an urgent letter to the song.

The emperor received the letter and immediately transported a large number of medicines to the north, and also conveyed the news of Mu Yang’s recovery to Mu Yuan.

The shortage of herbal medicines caused the prescriptions to be distributed to the people in Yibei City, but they did not effectively suppress the spread of the plague, but only eased the quantity.

The number of patients is increasing, and the symptoms are basically certain: hemoptysis, high fever, erythema, and biting things like a dog.

Wen Yantong was very surprised after hearing this: It’s impossible, why haven’t I seen the last symptom in the book?

Chi Jingxi knew that this was the source of the plague that had not yet been found, so no matter how many medicines there were, there would be no way to cure it completely.

But Fu Zixian interrogated Qing Yi for three days without being able to pry open Qing Yi’s mouth, so he went to prison in person that night to interrogate Qing Yi.

Wen Yantong volunteered to say her way, so she voluntarily asked to go with her, and also proposed to bring Mu Yang. The main reason is that after seeing Qing Yi’s arrogant face earlier, this nasty breath is still going to come out.

The cells at night were extremely dim, and a lamp hung on the wall in front of each cell’s door to illuminate the dim and damp walkway. The men and women in the prison were separated, sitting together in twos and threes, and after seeing Wen Yantong, they got up and crouched in front of the iron gate to look around.

The guard behind Chi Jingxi slashed through the iron gate with a long knife, and the prisoner hurriedly retracted his head, and there were idle discussions from time to time.

Qing Yiguan was in the innermost one, alone. Wen Yantong wanted to communicate with her alone for a while, so Chi Jingxi and Mu Yang stopped in front of the cell next door.

When she got to the prison, Wen Yantong saw her curled up on the ground, her hair disheveled, and the clothes on her body couldn’t see the color, so she was very embarrassed.

After she heard the footsteps, she coughed, “I said, I don’t know where the illness you said comes from, it’s useless if you ask me anything.”

Her voice was a little weak, and she no longer had the spirit of the past.

Wen Yantong couldn’t help but smile, “Girl Qing, don’t come here without problems.”

When Qing Yi heard her voice, he suddenly turned over and looked at her with wide eyes, “You? What are you doing here!”

“Naturally, I came to visit you.” Wen Yantong looked at her unkempt, and then remembered her arrogance when she cursed Mu Yang that day, only felt very happy in her heart, “It seems that the Qing girl has not had a good time these few days.”

“What is it about you! You **** from Chaoge! Why do you want to shut me off!” Qing Yi’s originally calm emotions exploded when he touched the ridicule in Wen Yantong’s eyes. He coughed and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Qing Yi was frightened, and hurriedly wiped it with his hand, Wen Yantong saw that her arm was covered with red spots.

“Oh, it turns out that Miss Qing has also contracted erythema.” Wen Yantong said, “Isn’t this dead? I remember you said that there is no cure for this disease, right, Mu Xingyi?”

She waved to Mu Yang, and Mu Yang walked over and stood in front of Qing Yi with a smile on her lips.

Qing Yi was even more excited when he saw him. She couldn’t wait to turn a few somersaults and get up. She looked Mu Yang up and down, and said in shock, “You…how could it be…”

Mu Yang said, “It looks like I’m still alive disappointing you?”

Qing Yi stared and froze for a moment, then knelt up and begged, “Help me! I’m willing to tell you everything!”

The author has something to say: [Little Theater]:

The last truth about erythema:

After Mu Yang was making a wish puppet that was pierced by a needle for the tenth time, he was so angry that he stuffed the semi-formed puppet into his mouth and tore it apart: “How can this thing be so difficult to make! I eat this **** guy!” I!”