Chapter 25 Chapter 25 Who is the real heroine?

After returning from the temple, Jiang Wu looked at her pile of homework. She would rather hope that she was not well yet so that she could take a short break.

But she could obviously only think about it.

Aunt Cui looked at the listless Madam and advised, "When Madam was ill a few days ago, Master allowed you to rest for a few days. Now that you're well, you should get back to your studies."

"Otherwise, what will you do if your Excellency, on a whim, asks you about your homework and you can't answer? You know, your Excellency is always very strict about learning."

Jiang Wu, with a listless face, wanted to say that he didn't need to question her on a whim, but would instead ask her about her homework every night after checking her daytime homework, causing her hands to ache when she woke up the next morning.

When I get the chance, I will definitely steal his ruler, break it, and burn it as firewood.

"I know. Thank you for the lesson today, Madam." Jiang Wu's obedient and submissive look made Madam Cui feel that something was wrong.

But the lady is studious, and this can only benefit her.

After the morning class was over, all Jiang Wu's mind was filled with thoughts of "Today there is a field fifteen steps wide, and now there is a field twelve steps wide, and from fourteen steps, even the things he saw became fields, fields, fields, fields."

After Aunt Cui left, Juan'er immediately came up with some drinks and pastries. "Madam, the kitchen made your favorite rose shortbread today. Try some, they're delicious."

Jiang Wu really wanted to say that she didn't like rose shortbread, and that it was Shen Tingxue who liked it, but she swallowed the words back when they reached her lips.

So what if it’s what she likes to eat? It’s what she likes to eat now.

When she went to the main hall to eat in the evening, Jiang Wu found that Shen Tingxue was sitting in the seat that originally belonged to her.

She didn't know what she said to Xie Ji. The two of them were very close to each other. If she hadn't come in in time, they would have been stuck together.

After seeing her come in, Shen Tingxue, who did not avoid her but moved closer to her, raised her eyes provocatively and said, "Sister Jiang, you shouldn't be angry if I take your seat, right?"

"No." There are so many seats, it doesn't matter where she sits.

After she was about to sit down, Xie Ji opened his thin lips slightly with a hint of displeasure, "Go wash your hands first."

Jiang Wu felt that he had too many things to do, so he could only go wash his hands, and he washed them three times with soap before going back.

Just as I was about to sit down, I heard his icy voice tinged with displeasure, "Sit here."

He was pointing to the place where Shen Tingxue was sitting.

Shen Tingxue, who was originally still feeling proud, turned red and blue, as if she couldn't believe that he would do that to her. "Master, I'm already sitting here, there's no reason for me to leave, not to mention there are so many seats left."

Jiang Wu, whose butt was almost touching the stool, chuckled and said, "It's okay for her to sit there."

"The order of seniority should be followed, and etiquette should not be violated." Xie Ji did not explicitly ask her to get up, but everything he said before was for her to get up. If she really didn't want to get up, then she would be shameless and ignorant of etiquette.

"Master doesn't allow me to sit here, so I won't sit." Shen Tingxue, with red eyes, bit her lower lip in silence. She really didn't want to see that bitch showing off in front of her. She stood up and said, "Xue'er suddenly feels unwell, so she won't stay for dinner."

Xie Ji just nodded coldly.

Shen Tingxue, who didn't even feel the sting of her nails digging into her palms, originally just wanted to retreat in order to advance, but she didn't expect her master to not even try to keep her. The original act was now ignited with anger, "Okay, I'll leave, Master, you can use it slowly!"

After sitting down, Jiang Wu scratched her cheek and said in surprise, "My husband didn't stop her?"

According to the plot in the dream, when Shen Tingxue got angry and said she didn't want to eat, he should have chased after her and comforted her, and then said, "I won't eat it, I won't eat it, I won't eat it. You must eat it, you must eat it."

Finally, after she said she didn't want to eat, he started to pinch her waist and kiss her forcefully, and then the two of them started to unbuckle their belts and take off their pants without knowing what was going on.

As a wife, she was worried that her husband hadn't returned, so she went looking for him. Naturally, she didn't find them. What she didn't know was that her husband was making love with his disciple in the rockery behind her. The disciple's red mandarin duck bellyband was still hanging around the lunatic's waist.

"Why stop her?" Xie Ji looked at his wife in confusion. "She is an adult and a normal adult. If she is unwell, she will consult the court doctor. If she is hungry, she will ask the kitchen to cook. Do you think I should chase after her with a bowl in my hand and coax her to eat?"

Jiang Wu thought what he said was right, so what was wrong? She wanted to bite the end of her chopsticks and asked, "What if I said I had no appetite, would you ignore me?"

Xie Ji's eyes fell on her face, which had become noticeably rounder since she came to the capital. "Madam, have you ever lost your appetite?"

Jiang Wu, who was about to pick up the lotus-smoked osmanthus chicken, stopped and thought there was no need to say these words.

As all the dishes were served, the only sound in the huge main hall was the occasional sound of chopsticks hitting the rim of the bowls.

When she eats, she hides her food like a little squirrel. She first puts her favorite dishes in the bowl, forming a thin layer so that the rice underneath can be soaked in the soup from the dishes. Finally, she eats the rice soaked in the soup and the dishes on top. She will only pick up new dishes after she finishes this layer of rice and dishes.

When eating, I like to pick up my favorite dishes and put them in my mouth first, and then stuff rice into my mouth to chew, which causes my cheeks to always bulge.

Seeing her eating so happily, Xie Ji picked up a piece of her favorite lotus-smoked osmanthus chicken. The juicy and tender chicken had the aroma of lotus leaves and osmanthus flowers, and upon closer taste, there was a light smoky flavor from smoking tea leaves.

Although there are many dishes on the table, each dish is only enough for four or five mouthfuls per person.

Xie Ji, who only ate until he was 70% full, put down his chopsticks and looked at his wife who was still buried in the bowl and would not finish for a while. He tapped the table with his bony fingers half bent, "Come to my study after dinner."

This sentence ruined Jiang Wu's good appetite. He raised his face with a grain of rice on the corner of his mouth, frowned for a long time, and then said weakly, "If I don't finish my homework, you will hit my palm. If I complete the assigned homework, can I get a reward?"

She can't always suffer losses and never get any benefits.

"Yes." The man who was wiping his fingertips with a handkerchief raised his eyes, and his usually cold voice seemed to be tinged with indulgence. "What do you want?"

"I haven't decided yet. I'll ask for it when I do." Jiang Wu pointed at the lotus-smoked osmanthus chicken that she had eaten completely and licked her lips with satisfaction. "This lotus-smoked osmanthus chicken is delicious. Can we have it again tomorrow night?"

Xie Ji couldn't help but want to tease her, "Is this the reward you want?"

Jiang Wu, who hadn't expected him to be so stingy, immediately pulled a long face and shook his head, "Then I don't want it."

Before Xie Ji stood up and left, his eyes casually glanced at the little food left on the table and the bowl she had picked up again, and he sighed helplessly: "It's not suitable to eat too much at night, otherwise you will have food stagnation at night."

His wife sometimes gave him the illusion that she was not fed enough at home.

"I know, I'm not full yet." Jiang Wu glared at him while holding the bowl. How could he be so excessive? Just because he had a quarrel with Shen Tingxue, he was going to deprive her of her right to eat.

Haha, you dog man.

He didn't want her to eat, and the more she wanted to eat, the more she would eat up all his property.

And her final outcome was that she ate too much and felt a little nauseous.

After Shen Tingxue ran out of the main hall in anger, she kept waiting for him to come out to coax her, but she waited and waited but he didn't come, instead it was dark first.

She didn't think her master would remain indifferent after seeing her not eat and not chase her out to comfort her, apologize, and let her eat. It must be that bitch Jiang Wu who prevented her master from coming to find her. Why didn't that bitch just die? Or was the plot really that uncontrollable?

No, how could she doubt her own charm, the charming aura of the heroine.

"Xue'er, why are you here so late?" Song Jin, who had been busy preparing for the autumn examination, came out for some fresh air. He happened to see the lonely back of his sweetheart, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

It goes without saying who she is feeling sad for. He really wants to persuade her not to like that person anymore. That person is not worth it at all. Can she just look at him instead?

But he also knew very well that if he really said it, they might not even be able to be friends anymore.

Hearing the voice, Shen Tingxue turned around in a panic, her eyelashes still wet from crying. She was too flustered to look up at him, "Aye, why are you here?"

"I came out to get some fresh air." Seeing her red eyes, Song Jin couldn't help but step forward, his voice hoarse, "Did he make you angry again?"

"No, Master is very good to me." Shen Tingxue bit her lip to deny, tears about to fall, her drooping eyelashes full of loneliness and bitterness, "Aye, tell me, if I disappear, Master will not hate me anymore."

"Shouldn't I have come back? That way I wouldn't be hated." Her eyes were red, and her frail body was shaky like a pure white pear blossom wet by the rain, delicate and lovable. He wanted to give her everything he had and become her most loyal believer.

"You are not wrong, and you are not the one who should leave. If you leave, you will really fall into the other party's trap." How could Song Jin remain indifferent when his beloved was crying in front of him? He was so angry that he was going crazy. His whole heart felt like it was being pinched by an invisible big hand.

"Besides, how could Master not like you after so many years of friendship with you? If you ask me, there must be someone trying to sow discord between us."

Shen Tingxue shook her head in denial, avoiding his scorching gaze. "No, Sister Jiang is a very nice person, and she doesn't seem like that kind of person. Maybe Master just doesn't like me anymore. If Master really liked me, why would he marry someone else?"

The more she tried to excuse her, the more her words fell into Song Jinye's ears, which was no different from the final word. He raised his hand to touch the corners of her eyes, which were red from crying, and said solemnly: "Tingxue, I know you are kind, but not everyone in the world is worthy of your kindness."

"A woman like that is not worthy of my cousin. In my heart, only you are worthy of my cousin and can be his wife." They wanted to get rid of that woman before she came back so as not to make her sad, but they didn't expect that they would make her sad in the end. She hated her own uselessness even more. That woman deserved to die.

"Master has already married. No matter how many faults Sister Jiang has, as long as Master likes her, it will be enough for me to see Master happy from afar." Shen Tingxue smiled at him while suppressing the pain. "I'm really sorry. I made a fool of myself by letting you see me again."

"Just pretend you haven't met me or spoken to me tonight."

Until the figure of his beloved disappeared behind the Aquarius Gate, Song Jin felt even more useless. Otherwise, how could he make her cry in front of him.

How can the culprit who caused Tingxue pain and sadness still live with peace of mind? She must be taught the lesson she deserves.

He likes Tingxue so much that even after finding out that she likes his cousin, he is willing to protect her silently for her happiness, but he has not completely lost his mind and destroyed himself.

Just because there are things he is not suitable to do doesn't mean he can't kill someone with a borrowed knife.

After running all the way and making sure that the man did not follow, Shen Tingxue changed her previous tearful and lonely look, and her eyes became cold and mocking, which made her feel more uneasy and panicked.

After all, what she transmigrated into was not an ordinary novel, but a multiplayer restricted novel with Jiang Wu as the heroine.

Although it is a restricted article, she is madly infatuated with the male protagonist Xie Ji, and thinks that the female protagonist is not worthy of a gentleman like him.

If it were her, she would definitely not get entangled with other men and would be wholeheartedly with him, let alone do anything to let him down. The most important point is that she has advantages that the heroine cannot match.

That is, she is still a virgin and only remains a virgin for the male protagonist.

Fortunately, perhaps God saw her infatuation with the hero and sent her to save him, and gave her the identity of Princess Changle, her favorite secondary creation.

She likes the forbidden love between master and disciple.

As for Ji Xiao, He Shiyan, and Song Jinye, after being successfully conquered by him, how could they possibly be interested in a stupid woman like Jiang Wu who had nothing good in addition to being the heroine.

Jiang Wu, who always felt chilly around him, was thinking about taking a shower before going to Luomingxuan when he heard voices outside the yard.

"Sir, you are here."

"Madam is bathing, my Lord, I'm afraid you'll have to wait a moment or two." After the Lord arrived, Juan'er immediately trotted into the bathing room and said, "Madam, my Lord is here."

Jiang Wu, who was like a mushroom soaking in water, felt that the two of them probably had not reconciled yet after hearing this.

"Why are you here? Didn't you tell me to go to the study?" Jiang Wu had washed his hair, but it wasn't wiped clean yet. The strands of hair were falling to the ground one by one as he walked.

Xie Ji ignored her always inappropriate attire and took the cloth from the maid and motioned her over. "From now on, I will come to your room at night. You don't have to go to the study anymore."

Jiang Wu immediately understood that they had just had a quarrel and had not yet reconciled.

No, it might be because they were having too much fun in there, and they were embarrassed to let her in. Otherwise, if she was writing at the desk and suddenly touched a puddle of water, she would have to take out a bellyband and be embarrassed.

Jiang Wu, who was not used to him drying her hair, felt very awkward. "Well, let Juan'er dry my hair for me, or I can dry it myself."

Xie Ji, who was helping someone wipe their hair for the first time, thought he had hurt her, so he handed the towel to the maid without saying anything.

After she dried her hair, Xie Ji took the initiative to walk to the outer room, and the maid tactfully came forward to pour tea.

When he returned to the study earlier, he had never expected that as soon as he opened the door, someone in the study would rush towards him. He reacted quickly and kicked the other person, then drew the long sword hanging from his waist and pointed it at the other person's throat, "Who are you, and why are you in my study?"

From the moment the door opened to the opponent rushing over and the sword being placed against the opponent's throat, everything happened so quickly, as if it happened in a flash.

It was not until the sword at his waist was pulled out that Gao Lang, with a grim expression on his face, immediately shouted that there was an assassin.

Gao Lang was so frightened that he didn't dare to think about whether the assassin would have succeeded if the adults had not reacted quickly.

"What assassin, Master, it's me, I'm Xue'er." Shen Tingxue, who wanted to come to the study to give her master a surprise, rubbed her waist that was kicked, and didn't understand why her master treated her like that.

When the surroundings were brightened, they saw that the person lying on the ground was not an assassin, but the disheveled Shen Tingxue, crying and complaining about her grievances.

Xie Yu, who was in charge of patrolling the study, knelt on one knee with a pale face and cold sweat. "Sir, it is my fault that I didn't notice when the princess came to the study. I deserve to die. I will go down and accept the punishment voluntarily."

Xie Yu was certain he had been stationed in his study without leaving, and it was impossible for someone to enter without him noticing. But the fact was, he had let someone in anyway, and no matter how many excuses he came up with, it couldn't change his dereliction of duty.

Xie Ji, whose brows and eyes were as cold as frost, did not say a word, but the temperature of his whole body suddenly dropped to freezing point, making people feel as if they had stepped into the territory of the king of beasts, and a chill ran down their spines.

Xie Yu is a member of the Xie family and has been with him for decades. He knows that Changle is a loyal and flawless person, but such a person actually let Changle enter the study under his nose without knowing anything about it.

He couldn't help but wonder why the defense of the study had become so weak. It would be better to ask whether the entire prime minister's residence had become like a sieve, allowing anyone to come and go as they pleased.

This time she was the only one waiting for him in the study, so next time if someone wanted to assassinate her or steal secrets from the study, would she be as relaxed as she was in the back garden?

Xie Ji seemed to have grasped something vaguely, but it disappeared in a flash.

"Husband, look at this. This is the big character I wrote today. Isn't it a lot better than before?" After drying her hair, Jiang Wu proudly took out the homework she had finished today. Otherwise, she would not have had the confidence to ask for a reward before.

"You said you would reward me as long as I finish my homework." If she had a tail behind her, she would definitely see that big, fluffy and smooth tail wagging vigorously.

Xie Ji knew that she wouldn't ask for a reward for no reason, so he didn't expose her little trick. He took her homework and carefully opened it to examine it, praising her generously, "Well, at least I can tell what you wrote."

Xie Ji put the Shun Zhuer she had written aside and took a sip of tea. "You have finished your afternoon homework. You have learned what Aunt Cui taught you this morning."

"Just..." Jiang Wu, feeling as if struck by lightning, stretched out a finger guiltily, his voice as soft as a mosquito's, "I'm just a little bit away from learning it all."

You have to listen to her every bit in reverse.

In other words, I only learned a little bit.

Xie Ji knew she had a low starting point and was a bit clever, but not much, so he didn't force her to learn immediately. He just didn't understand why her grandfather hadn't allowed her to read. From the few words she revealed, he could guess that her childhood wasn't very good.

It's not very good. I don't mean that she doesn't have to work, but that she is flattered because of her lack of knowledge. She has been instilled with the idea that studying is useless and only getting married is useful.

If her grandfather was really such a pedantic person who favored boys over girls, it would be impossible for him to become a relative of such a person.

Now, if we want to know the reason, we can only wait for the people sent to Fuyun Town to inquire about the news to come back.

Just when Jiang Wu was reciting the Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art that he had learned today and was almost dizzy and foaming at the mouth, he finally heard that heavenly sound.

"Let's stop here for today. Tomorrow morning, get up early and go to the martial arts training ground with me to exercise." Xie Ji put his pen down and put the written study plan under the purple jade grape paperweight. "Take this to Aunt Cui tomorrow and ask her to teach you the content above first."

She is not suitable for conventional teaching, and needs to be taught according to the students' aptitude.

Jiang Wu leaned over to see what was written, but found the words so densely packed that she couldn't recognize many of them, so she gave up. Seeing that he showed no sign of leaving, she thought about how they had rarely slept in separate rooms since he and she had shared a room at Yuanyin Temple. She felt a bit apprehensive and asked, "Husband, are you going to sleep with me tonight?"

If he sleeps here, what will happen to Shen Tingxue? She will definitely make a fuss.

"You and I are husband and wife. It's normal for us to sleep in the same room." He had been sleeping in the same room with her for the past few days, and surprisingly, he no longer had that shameful dream.

He wasn't sure if he would have those dreams again if he slept in a separate room from her. Everything was still experimental.

Xie Ji turned around and looked at his wife who had wrapped herself in a quilt like a silkworm chrysalis. He said helplessly and amusedly, "I won't do anything to you until you are ready."

Even if you want to do something, you can't do it, Jiang Wu said softly in his heart.

Because she was not very tired today, Jiang Wu did not feel sleepy at all, but she could not ignore the other man living in the same house.

Although the two of them did not sleep in the same bed, his presence was too strong. He was not like an old pig who snores and would wake up groaning if a brick was hit on him.

Xie Ji, with his hands folded on his abdomen, listened to her tossing and turning behind the screen. He opened his eyes and asked, "But you can't sleep?"

"A little bit." Jiang Wu regretted it right after he said it and immediately denied it, "No, I'm going to sleep soon."

"If you can't sleep, I'll just talk to you about the decline points in the Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art that you learned today, Shao Guang."

Jiang Wu pulled the quilt over her head and kicked it in frustration. "No, I'm going to sleep soon. And you're not allowed to talk, let alone disturb my sleep, or I'll get angry."

She didn't want to dream about him slapping her hand because she couldn't recite the book.

As soon as the lights in the house were turned off, a shrill cry was heard outside the courtyard, "Prime Minister, my princess has been crying since she had a nightmare."

"Prime Minister, please go and see my princess quickly. She seems to be having a nightmare and keeps calling your name in her dream."

"Prime Minister, please go and see my princess. I'm really worried about what to do if something happens to her."

"You go, otherwise what should we do if something really happens to the princess." Jiang Wu yawned and turned over and continued to sleep. After all, she played the role of the sleeping wife in her dream.

She is indeed very sleepy now.

Xie Ji, who was indeed worried, stood up and put on his clothes. He said in a low and clear voice, not refusing her, "Come with me."

"Me?" Jiang Wu's eyes suddenly widened as he sat up from his deathbed. He pointed at himself, thinking he had misheard, "You want me to come with you?"

No, it’s bad enough that you two are doing this secretly behind his wife’s back, but does it mean that his sleeping wife must sleep next to them?

"Although the princess is my disciple, she is also a woman. If the news of me, a foreigner, going to her courtyard alone in the middle of the night gets out, I'm afraid it will damage her reputation." When Xie Ji opened the wardrobe, he saw that it was filled with thin gauze skirts and wide-sleeved jackets. A row of black lines immediately crossed his forehead.

After hesitating for a long time, he took out a piece of clothing that looked a bit conservative and handed it to her.

I have to ask the embroiderer to make her a few more new clothes tomorrow.

Shen Tingxue had wanted to devote herself to the study room, but after waiting for a long time and seeing that her master didn't show up, she couldn't sit still any longer after learning that her master would stay in that bitch's courtyard at night.

If the plot was really written according to the original book, wouldn't it be a waste of the opportunity given to her by God to travel through the book?

Besides, the fact that she was able to get in meant that she was the heroine and could save the hero. How could she allow Jiang Wu to tarnish his innocence?

I love him so much, he should belong to me. Haven't you seen that the other male supporting actors who should have fallen in love with the heroine have all fallen in love with her?

At night, Yuqing Courtyard was extremely quiet, with only the lights in the house still on. The lights were not the common warm yellow and slightly orange, but an ambiguous and charming crimson.

Shen Tingxue, who had sent all the maids away, changed into a moon-colored silver gauze dress that barely covered her body. She had only a hibiscus flower pinned in her loosely tied hair, and a few strands of long hair fell in front of her chest. She sat on the bed with a graceful and beautiful appearance, nervously and shyly waiting for the other party to push the door open.

At this moment, the door that had been closed for a long time was finally pushed open.