Chapter 11 Jealousy "Then explain. If you tell me, I will believe it. ...
The moment Shen Wenji stepped into the inner hall of the Lu Ding Courtyard, even though he had been prepared, he was shocked by the scene before him and his steps paused slightly.
There were shadowy figures in the hall, all of whom were indistinguishable in gender, and their clothing was so bold that it could be called bizarre.
She suppressed the strange feeling in her heart and placed the sunken wood box in her hand, which symbolized the jackpot, on the table.
Before anyone even sits down, whispers of inquiry from all around him are already entering his ears like mosquitoes.
I was just curious about her identity and what the wooden box in her hand contained.
"Why haven't I seen this person before? Is he the elder or the head of the Hehuan Sect?"
"How is that possible? He looks very young. I guess he's a senior from the previous Lu Ding Academy."
Shen Wenji was too lazy to pay attention and sat down by himself. He was racking his brains to think of what to say about the gift later, and his eyes inadvertently glanced out the window.
A red afterimage was as fast as a ghost and disappeared in a flash.
Although she didn't see clearly, her intuition told her that it should be the cunning red fox from the Tianxuan Sect.
Well, this fox actually found her territory. Once she catches the fox, she will definitely skin it and eat its meat!
Shen Wenji stood up and moved to the window, listening attentively, his eyes scanning every movement outside the window.
"Snap—" His shoulder was slapped lightly and the sharp blade in Shen Wenji's hand almost flew out with the sound.
She frowned and turned back, her tone full of impatience: "Who?"
The furnace grading results haven't been announced yet, so what's the point of looking for her?
"Tsk, such a bad temper? I thought you would laugh when you saw me." Yan Xu blinked and complained: "You didn't even look at me when you came in, you, the leader of the Hehuan Sect..."
Shen Wenji's pupils shrank slightly, and he raised his hand to cover Yan Xu's mouth, warning in a low voice: "Shut up! Don't talk nonsense about my identity."
"Mmmmm...let go first."
Shen Wenji let go, crossed his arms over his chest, and glanced up and down at the person in front of him with disdain.
Yan Xu was wearing a gorgeous pink dress, the fabric of which was ingenious, and the tight texture was vaguely outlined during her violent movements, and her brightness was no less than the screen with a painting of birds paying homage to a phoenix in the room.
Even though he never wears makeup, he carefully drew a trembling peach blossom at the corner of his eye.
He looks like a complete show-off and is simply unbearable to look at.
"Why are you here? Have you changed your career and come to Hehuan Sect to be a furnace cauldron?" Shen Wenji couldn't hide her disgust. She really didn't understand Yan Xu's train of thought.
"Don't worry about that. I naturally have another clever plan." Yan Xu remained calm, turning around and asking like a peacock spreading its tail: "How is it? Do your Hehuan Sect's clothes look good on me?"
"It's up to you. As long as you don't harm the Hehuan Sect, I don't care about the rest of your business." Shen Wenji held his forehead and pointed at the clothes of the people around him and asked, "Are all these clothes of yours from the Hehuan Sect?"
"Yes, the Hehuan Sect is very impressive. There are several sets to choose from."
Shen Wenji took a deep breath and vowed to himself that he would first rectify the indecent dress code when he took office. Dressed like this, no wonder the righteous people disliked them...
While the two were chatting, the grading results of the furnace came out.
Among a bunch of names, Shen Wenji only remembered Jiayi, a man named An Yu.
She picked up the wooden box on the table and scanned the crowd, looking for the jackpot winner.
Yan Xu was playing with the folding fan in his hand and asked lazily, "Who are you looking for?"
Shen Wenji remembered that since he had sneaked into Lu Ding Courtyard, he must be familiar with the people here, so he asked directly: "I'm looking for An Yu, do you know him? Can you point him to me?"
"An Yu?" Yan Xu looked strange, and he chuckled softly, "It's so far away, yet so close at hand. Why don't you think about it carefully?"
When Shen Wenji heard his smile, he knew that he was planning something bad again.
An Yu, Yan Xu, the sun above and An below, Yu on the left and You on the right.
Could it be...
Shen Wenji raised his eyebrows and stared at him in disbelief: "You are not going to tell me that you are An Yu?"
"Oh my, you're not too slow to react." Yan Xu bowed exaggeratedly, his eyes flickering. "I'm not talented, but it's An Yu. Congratulations on guessing it right?"
Shen Wenji restrained his expression, grabbed his arm, and lowered his voice: "You are not kidding me, are you? It's only been a few days, and you have already become the No. 1 Furnace Cauldron of our Hehuan Sect?"
"What? Are you surprised?" Yan Xu raised an eyebrow. "Based on my character, appearance and talent, I am only a top-ranked person. It's just a piece of cake."
"Heh." Chen Wenji sneered, "Other people avoid the furnace and cauldron like snakes and scorpions, but this is the first time I've seen someone rushing to take charge. Master Yan really opened my eyes."
Yan Xu seemed oblivious to the sarcasm in her words. His gaze fell on the wooden box she was holding tightly, and he reached out curiously, "Let me see, what goodies will your Hehuan Sect give you?"
Shen Wenji's fingers trembled, and she almost dropped the wooden box. The thought of handing these strange things to her friends made her feel uncomfortable, and the embarrassment rose from the soles of her feet and spread throughout her body.
"Hmm? You're reluctant to give it to me?" Yan Xu hooked his fingers and said mischievously, "Could it be that you still want to give me a personal introduction? I don't mind."
When Shen Wenji heard this, his eyes darkened.
Let her explain? Better to let her die.
She hurriedly stuffed the wooden box into Yan Xu's arms and threatened him, "Open it when you get back. Do you hear me?"
"Is there anything that no one can see?" A cold voice suddenly sounded in my ears, and the originally noisy environment around me instantly became quiet.
No, who is the one who is talking so much? He is not Number One, why does he care so much?
Shen Wenji rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "Who..."
Just after she said a word, she turned around and saw a familiar white dress, and then met a pair of dark and cold eyes.
She froze in place for a moment, swallowing the rest of her words in embarrassment.
Xie Yunqing's gaze, like a sharp blade tempered with ice, first sliced across Yan Xu's innocent face. Then, his gaze sank downward, fixed on the delicate yet dazzling wooden box in his hand.
Then, this gaze moved to Shen Wenji's shocked and pale face.
Shen Wenji felt a chill rushing straight to the top of her head. She raised her hands to cover her face, her facial features wrinkled and twisted together, her face full of resistance.
Why is Xie Yunqing here? And he looks like... he's here to catch someone in bed with someone else!
What kind of hatred or grudge does Shen Wenji have with Xie Yunqing? Why does she always run into him?
How do you explain this? Otherwise, he escaped through the window?
After a long sigh, Shen Wenji planned his route, held his breath, and was about to jump out of the window, pretending from then on that he had never been there.
Xie Yunqing seemed to see through her thoughts and walked straight towards her and grabbed her slender wrist.
His palms were burning hot, and his voice was intimate yet revealed an unspeakable danger: "Wen Ji, why are you here?"
Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly as she sneered, "Didn't you say you weren't interested in the furnace?"
"I...I." Shen Wenji brainstormed, but couldn't find any excuse.
In a moment of desperation, she resorted to her old tricks and turned the tables: "Then why are you here too? We're both deceiving each other, so let's not accuse each other!"
"Unjust." Xie Yunqing's expression was indifferent, but his fingertips gently rubbed her wrist. "I came here only to track down the red fox that dared to provoke you. I heard there was some unusual movement here, so I followed the sound and came here."
He glanced at Yan Xu and added, "I have nothing to do with the people of the Hehuan Sect."
Yan Xu was holding the wooden box, listening with great interest. When he heard "nothing to do with the Hehuan Sect", he raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Wenji. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was glared at by Shen Wenji.
Shen Wenji was quick-witted and swift-footed, and he kicked him hard on the surface of his boot.
His eyes were like knives, silently threatening: If you dare to reveal my identity, you will die.
Noticing the two of them interacting as if no one was around, Xie Yunqing paused, glanced at Yan Xu, and said coldly, "I guess I've ruined Brother Shen's fun?"
This guy was absolutely furious, he stopped calling her Wen Ji and started calling her Brother Chen instead.
Shen Wenji scratched his head and said dryly: "It's really not what you think..."
"Oh?" Xie Yunqing's face was as cold as ice, his fiery gaze firmly grasping her lips, a kind of stubborn undercurrent surging in his eyes: "Then explain it. If you tell me, I will believe it."
"? Is this possible?" Before Shen Wenji could speak, Yan Xu beside him could no longer contain his excitement. He was amazed and tried to interrupt: "Brother, you..."
Xie Yunqing glanced at him, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt and expulsion. "I'm asking, Wen Ji, where did you come from, you scoundrel? Just because you took a gift from him, do you think you're qualified to speak for him?"
The name "Wen Ji" sounded very intimate, while the word "xiaoxiao" was full of coldness.
Yan Xu was speechless: "???"
It’s not this person...why is he attacking indiscriminately?
He couldn't swallow this anger, so he decided to let the fire burn even more fiercely.
Yan Xu caressed the wooden box in his arms in an exaggerated manner, even rubbing his cheek against it, and said in an artificially drawn-out tone: "Hey, what's wrong with you? You also have precious gifts personally given by Aji!"
He deliberately emphasized the last four words.
Xie Yunqing's face was hard and his eyes were even colder. He asked with disdain, "A precious gift? I don't think so."
"You don't believe it?" Yan Xu curled his lips, "Why don't you open it and take a look, so you can broaden your horizons."
"That's exactly what I meant."
The tense atmosphere between the two made Shen Wenji confused. What were they arguing about? What nonsense were they talking about?
Especially Yan Xu, what are you talking about? It's not a gift from me.
If it was just a fight between the two of them, Shen Wenji would be happy to watch. But if they wanted to open the wooden box in public? She had to intervene.
Right now, this wooden box was nominally a gift from her. If everyone saw the indecent contents inside, would she still have any dignity left?
Xie Yunqing pressed his thin lips into a straight line, and his hand with white knuckles fell on the edge of the wooden box. With just a little force, he could completely open it.
Shen Wenji's voice trembled nervously: "No, no!"
She practically pounced on him, her soft, white fingers clasping Xie Yunqing's knuckles as she anxiously said, "This isn't a gift from me. I was just passing it on for someone else. That person told me not to let anyone else see it."
Shen Wenji gritted his teeth and looked at Yan Xu: "Only Master An is watching!"
Yan Xu rolled his eyes.
Why is this girl so ungrateful? Isn't he her dearest ally? Why is she colluding with others to undermine him?!
Xie Yunqing's knuckles suddenly relaxed, and his fingertips curled slightly, as if unconsciously, and he hooked it very lightly in her palm.
The moment she got close to him, his cold, downcast eyes lifted up, the darkness faded away, leaving only warmth.
He leaned forward and whispered, "You haven't explained why you..."
He was halfway through his words when he suddenly heard a booing.
Xie Yunqing's gaze finally fixed on the slightly open collar that Shen Wenji was pulling anxiously.
There, on the fair skin of the collarbone, there was a faint red mark that was extremely ambiguous.
The author has something to say:
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Xiao Xie: She! Not only did she come to look for Lu Ding, she also gave Lu Ding a gift [burst into tears][burst into tears][burst into tears]
Use the coldest face to say the most humble words: "Then explain it to me. If you tell me, I will believe it." [Poor][Poor][Poor]
Susu was at a loss and felt a little guilty...
Yan Xu was stunned: No... buddy... this trick also works?
[Let me tell you] I have prepared a little story for you~
Once upon a time there was a little duck that collected bottles and recycled them in exchange for snacks.
But it was too stupid and only picked up one bottle in three days.
So it shook the bottle pitifully and said, "Please give me a bottle duck~Please give me a bottle duck~" [Poor][Poor][Poor] (Crazy Hint Commentary Edition)
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