Wen Yantong took off her shoes and went in. After lifting the cotton curtain, she realized that the room had changed drastically, even the floor was now covered with soft carpets. The previous three-sided screen was replaced with a four-sided ink-painted mountain and river screen. It was placed in a very conspicuous part and it was the first thing she saw when she walked in.
There was no one in the main hall, only the heater stove was burning faintly. The air was filled with the incense that Chi Jingxi regularly used.
After walking a few steps on the carpet with her bare feet, Wen Yantong called out softly, "Little Marquis?"
Although silence greeted her, footsteps sounded shortly after. Wen Yantong listened to the sound and found that the sound came from the study.
Wen Yantong stared at the cotton curtain covering the study, feeling a little nervous. It turned out that it was a servant who lifted the cotton curtain. Before she could feel a little disappointed, Wen Yantong heard the servant say, "Gongzi, please come in."
When Wen Yantong walked in, she saw Chi Jingxi sitting upright in front of the desk, sitting upright. There was a slender ink pen in his hand, he seemed to be concentrating on writing something.
On the table was a crystal lotus candle. It was emitting a pale yellow light, softening the outlines of Chi Jingxi's face.
But when Wen Yantong took a closer look, she quickly realized this was only an illusion as Chi Jingxi’s mood did not seem as soft. He had a stack of papers by his hand, there were three ink marks on the top paper, as well as ink pen scratches.
When Chi Jingxi transcribed articles in Li Boyuan's room, he rarely made any mistakes. Every chapter was written neatly, it was like him to have so much smudge with ink.
Were all these papers filled with such mistakes? It seemed that Chi Jingxi only looked calm on the surface.
Wen Yantong didn't dare to speak much, and stood by the side for a while. She looked around when the servant set up a writing station on the other side of the table, and then gestured at Wen Yantong to sit there.
Wen Yantong walked over silently, sat down and looked around her writing station. There was a book beside the paper, probably dictating her to copy this book.
She was at a loss. So she was brought here just to copy this lousy book?
However, Chi Jingxi had no intention of acknowledging her as he continued to write diligently. He even emitted a ‘don't provoke me’ aura, so Wen Yantong didn't dare to speak rashly. Without much choice, she could only helplessly follow Chi Jingxi's wishes and copy the book first.
By the time she was about done, it was already middle of the night. Wen Yantong's hands and shoulders were all sore, and her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. When she looked up, she found that Chi Jingxi was still writing.
It's just that the pile of paper with typos remained the same height, with no more new addition.
Wen Yantong rubbed her shoulders and couldn't help yawning. Only then did Chi Jingxi stop writing, he placed the pen heavily, and scolded in a deep voice, "Are you tired already?"
His voice was filled with obvious annoyance and anger! Wen Yantong was dumbfounded, "No..."
"Then what are you doing with your mouth open so wide?" Chi Jingxi retorted coldly, "It hasn’t even been that long, yet you are rubbing your shoulders and hands."
Wen Yantong guessed that Chi Jingxi might not be in a good mood tonight, but she didn't expect him to be so angry, and the anger was even directed at her!
That’s not right! She did nothing!
Wen Yantong paused and said in a quiet voice, "I've been writing for so long, of course I will feel uncomfortable."
Chi Jingxi humphed coldly, "Didn't you say that you wanted a study partner to encourage one another and write until daybreak? It’s only midnight and you already can’t handle it anymore?"
Wen Yantong was rendered speechless. This matter was regarding her excuse when she asked to move back to the two person dormitory. Fu Zixian asked the reason for her sudden decision after she called Fu Zixian to help move things together today.
Wen Yantong casually made up a reason. She said that she had gotten lazy living alone, and she needed to be with someone studious like Zhang Jieran. This way, she could study with him until dawn, so as to improve her literacy.
Unexpectedly, these words reached Chi Jingxi's ears. She pouted and said, "Everything should be done step by step, no one can become fat with one meal..."
Chi Jingxi sarcastically retorted, "You really make some sense."
Wen Yantong continued, "Besides, Brother Zhang won't really study until dawn, he also has to sleep."
Chi Jingxi ignored her, as if he was ready to continue writing. Wen Yantong soon had an epiphany. If she didn’t calm down his anger now, she would really be forced to copy all night.
She hurriedly said, "Little Marquis, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have boasted and I say I would study till daybreak with Zhang Jieran. I want to sleep. Please let me sleep."
Chi Jingxi pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Where do you want to sleep?"
Wen Yantong was dumbfounded by the question, and answered foolishly, "On a bed."
"Of course I know you're going to sleep on a bed! I'm asking where you're going to sleep!" Chi Jingxi said angrily.
"Of course I’ll be going back to the dormitory to sleep." Wen Yantong scratched her head, "Unless you plan to make me sleep in this study?"
"That's a feasible suggestion. Since you’ve barely made any progress and don't like reading and writing, you may be hit with inspiration if you sleep on the desk!" Chi Jingxi seemed to be fuming as he immediately got up and commanded, "Have two futons sent in!"
Wen Yantong was truly frightened now. She also got up and tried to stop him, "Little Marquis! This can’t be done! Why sleep on a table if we already have good beds! I’ll change! I’ll definitely read and write more in the future, and I will stop playing around!"
Chi Jingxi remained silent. The servant's movements were quite fast, he had already turned around and went to grab the quilts.
Wen Yantong groaned, "Don't bring them here! I don't want to sleep on the table!"
Chi Jingxi asked again, "Then where do you want to sleep? I'll give you one last chance."
Wen Yantong thought for a while and then tentatively answered, "I want to sleep here, Little Marquis. Can the Little Marquis spare a couch for me to sleep on?"
After speaking, she timidly observed Chi Jingxi's face.
Chi Jingxi's expression did not change, but his furrowed eyebrows eased, "Yes."
As he walked out of the study, he said, "Let’s go sleep now."
Wen Yantong: ? ? ?
What's wrong with this man?
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This is a Crystal lotus candle: