Chapter 7 You Will Never Be as Good as Yue Yin
Xie Guanlan signaled him to be quiet and continued to look down at the building.
Downstairs, Wen Xingluo lowered his eyes and smiled.
Hearing her thunderous tone, it seemed as if washing his clothes was a gift to her.
She was about to refuse when Xie Shian suddenly yelled angrily, "Fuck you!" and kicked Wen Rulei to the ground!
He would rather use his hands than his mouth, so the kick was very heavy.
Wen Rulei covered his chest, grimacing in pain, and almost couldn't get up.
Wen Yueyin's face turned pale, and she quickly helped him up: "Third brother!"
Wen Rulei's face twisted as he glared at Xie Shian, "You dare to hit me?! Even if you're the fourth son of the Zhenbei Palace, there's no reason to hit someone in the street, right?!"
"Hit me if you dare!" Xie Shian said arrogantly, "Hit me back if you dare!"
"Xingluo." Wen Yueyin frowned slightly, "Third brother was beaten, and you just stood there and watched?"
Wen Rulei sneered, "She's now so powerful that she no longer takes us seriously! What an ungrateful, ungrateful bastard! Our family has raised her for over a decade! Wen Xingluo, if you have the guts, never come back to the Wen family! We don't want you as our sister anymore!"
Wen Xingluo's expression was indifferent.
When she was a child, her father and brothers often threatened her with such words, saying that they would abandon her if she didn't obey.
One winter, when they went to the market, they had spent almost all the money they had with them, and only had enough to buy a string of candied haws for Wen Yueyin.
She was only six years old that year. She stared at her sister's candied haws and insisted on eating some too.
The eldest brother scolded her impatiently, saying that no other little girl was as greedy and ignorant as her, and that she didn't even understand the principle of humility.
The second brother said that they decided not to have her as a sister anymore.
They took their sister into a carriage and left her alone on a strange street.
She was very scared.
She desperately chased the carriage, falling to the ground again and again. Even though her knees and palms were scraped, she still got up eagerly and continued to chase.
She cried and begged them not to abandon her, saying that she would be obedient and that she would never steal her sister's things again.
Not a good memory.
Wen Xingluo raised her eyelashes calmly: "I will never go back to the Wen family again."
——I don’t want to be your sister anymore.
Wen Rulei was stunned, thinking she was just speaking in anger.
After all, he knew very well how much Wen Xingluo liked them, his brothers.
He laughed and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, and now you've even learned to show off your eloquence! You want me to bow my head and coax you, just like I did with Yue Yin, right? I'm telling you, don't even think about it! In my heart, you will never be as good as Yue Yin!"
But Wen Xingluo did not look heartbroken as he had expected.
Wen Xingluo just looked at the brush, ink, paper and inkstone in Wen Yueyin's arms: "Sister, are you going out today to buy supplies for Baihe Academy?"
"Yes." Wen Yueyin raised her chin, "Third brother came here specially with me. He bought these things for me with the money he saved."
"Third brother is so good to you." Wen Xingluo praised, then changed the subject, "But there are only two spots available at the White Crane Academy. Why don't you give the spot to Third brother since he's been so good to you?"
Before they could react, Wen Xingluo grabbed the corner of Xie Shian's sleeve and said, "Fourth brother, let's go."
Wen Yueyin held the pen, ink, paper and inkstone tightly, as if they were a hot potato.
She looked at Wen Rulei hesitantly.
Wen Rulei clenched his fists tightly.
For some reason, hearing Xingluo calling Xie Shian "Fourth Brother" really made him feel itchy.
As if he was about to lose something.
But his most beloved sister is right beside him, how could he be sad just because Wen Xingluo called someone else brother?
Wen Yue noticed that his expression was not right, so she asked tentatively, "Third brother, do you want to go to Baihe Academy? I... I can give you the place... Although I am in poor health and have no other hobbies except studying, it is useless for a girl like me to read so many books..."
As she spoke, she coughed weakly a few times.
Wen Rulei came back to his senses and patted her back tenderly, "I'm not going! You know I don't like studying. Wen Xingluo is just trying to sow discord, so leave her alone! She thinks she's climbing up the social ladder, but she doesn't know they're just using her for fun! Once we all stop paying attention to her, she'll realize how powerful we are!"
Wen Xingluo and Xie Shian had already walked out of the jewelry shop.
Xie Shian was in a good mood and inserted the hairpin into Wen Xingluo's bun: "It looks so beautiful!"
Wen Xingluo was worried: "You spent all your money on buying silver hairpins. What about grandma's birthday gift?"
Xie Shian smiled and said, "Let's think of another way!"
As the two were talking, Xie Guanlan came out.
Xie Shian saluted quickly: "Brother!"
Wen Xingluo also bowed.
Xie Guanlan's gaze fell on the girl's bun.
Her black hair was as dark as thick clouds, with a goose yellow bow ribbon hanging on her shoulders. Two silver butterflies beside her bun trembled in the wind, vividly reflecting the beautiful and brilliant spring sunshine, attracting the attention of passers-by.
She was dressed a little too gaudy.
Xie Guanlan frowned calmly.
Xie Shian coughed lightly and said sweetly, "Brother, Wen Xingluo and I are picking out birthday gifts for our grandmother. We're a little short on money, so could you lend us some money? I promise I'll pay you back later!"
After he finished speaking, he leaned over to Wen Xingluo's ear and whispered, "Big Brother is very rich! We can borrow money from him and don't have to pay him back! If he asks us to pay, we will just default on the debt."
Wen Xingluo: “…”
She didn't dare.
The attendant brought a fine horse.
Xie Guanlan climbed onto his horse and said calmly, "A birthday gift is about the thought, not the price. If you don't have money, you can learn lion dancing. You can do a few rolls and somersaults at the birthday banquet to please Grandmother. As for Miss Wen..."
He lowered his eyes to glance at Wen Xingluo, his tone tinged with malice: "Miss Wen, if you want to give her something, you'll have to find another way yourself."
The horse galloped away.
Wen Xingluo took a few steps back and brushed away the dust that was blowing in his face.
Xie Shian expressed his loyalty: "Wen Xingluo, don't worry, I will definitely not abandon you to play lion dance alone! I am your fourth brother, I will stand by you!"
Wen Xingluo squeezed the handkerchief.
The money has been spent, why should we continue to work together?
She said, "You go to the lion dance. I've already thought of what to give as a gift."
"What?"
"Although I'm not good at embroidering flowers, birds, and people, I can embroider words. I plan to have someone write a birthday message, and then use needle and thread to embroider those words into an inkstone screen."
Xie Shian: "That's easy! It just so happens that there are quite a few calligraphy and paintings collected in the palace study. I'll take you to choose and see whose calligraphy you like."
The study in the Zhenbei Palace has a rich collection of books and the walls are covered with calligraphy and paintings.
Wen Xingluo looked through the paintings one by one and finally chose one: "Whose calligraphy is this?"
Xie Shian leaned forward and said, "Oh, this belongs to my eldest brother. Look, there's his seal here. Do you want my eldest brother to write a birthday message for you?"
Wen Xingluo: “…”
Will Xie Guanlan help her write a birthday message?
You wish.
Xie Shian sighed: "So you like my brother's calligraphy."
Wen Xingluo shook his head: "I don't like it. His handwriting is not good."
As annoying as he is.
Xie Shian said: "By the way, there are a few more over there."
He led Wen Xingluo around the row of bookshelves, but ran into Xie Guanlan sitting by the window.
The young man slowly closed the book in his hand.
He slowly raised his eyes, and a gentle smile appeared on his gorgeous face: "My handwriting is not beautiful, I believe Miss Wen's handwriting is very beautiful?"
Wen Xingluo: “…”
Why is this person haunting me?
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