What happened to the two of them soon became popular gossip among many students after meals, easing the tense atmosphere before the exams a little.
Hidden in the shadows, Suxi watched how things unfolded and quietly patted her own chest.
Yan Cheng laughed. “What are you touching?”
Suxi replied blandly, “The red neckerchief.”
Yan Cheng: “What’s that?”
Suxi frowned, thought for a moment, then said, “It should be a good thing. Every time the little master does a good deed, he pats his chest and says the red neckerchief has become even brighter.”
Yan Cheng: ……
Are you sure that’s a good thing?
Suddenly, he became a little curious about this “little master” Suxi kept talking about.
Another day passed, and Ling Yu entered the examination hall with his two friends.
Three days later, the three of them finally emerged, exhausted—
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Xiangxi Town!
Tang Wan went back and forth every day between the same three places, trying hard to keep herself busy.
The moment she quieted down, she would start missing her beautiful husband.
Especially late at night, when everything was silent—she missed Ling-beauty terribly.
More than once, Tang Wan complained that ancient times had no means of communication; she couldn’t even chat on the phone with her husband.
She even thought about riding Tàxuě to Weng City.
But when she thought of the Wei family, she dismissed the idea.
What if she left and the Wei family decided to cause trouble?
Tang Wan felt that she was living day after day immersed in longing, almost turning into a “stone waiting for her husband.”
What annoyed her most was that she had no idea what was wrong with Ji Wushuang—ever since that hotpot meal, he kept coming over every few days to freeload food.
And there was also that fellow Yu Ziqing, who occasionally showed up, flamboyantly waving his fan.
The Ling household didn’t become quiet because Ling Yu was away; instead, it became even livelier.
And Tang Wan felt that those two fellows probably knew each other.
For example, the first time they met, Yu Ziqing pointed at Ji Wushuang with a trembling fan, looking as if he’d been struck by lightning.
Ji Wushuang looked at Yu Ziqing with the same look of shock.
Tang Wan glanced at Yu Ziqing, then at Ji Wushuang. Thinking of their identities, she quickly understood.
Both were second-generation officials from the capital—knowing each other was nothing strange.
She understood it, but Ling Yue didn’t. Seeing them “gazing deeply” at each other, she was puzzled. “You two… know each other?”
“We don’t!” The two instantly withdrew their gazes and answered in unison.
Ling Yue: ……
Yeah right, as if I’d believe that.
Ling Yue was about to ask more, but Tang Wan interrupted her. “Yue’er, is the food ready? I’m hungry!”
As she spoke, Tang Wan headed toward the kitchen.
Ling Yue was startled and immediately forgot about those two strange fellows, hurrying after her. “Sister-in-law, don’t go in—I’ll do it!”
Ji Wushuang and Yu Ziqing both let out deep sighs of relief, then looked at each other with complicated expressions.
Ji Wushuang asked, “What are you doing here?”
“I have business here. And you?”
“Something to take care of.”
“What kind of thing?”
“None of your business!”
Yu Ziqing: ……
Do you even know how to hold a conversation?
But then… Yu Ziqing’s eyes rolled as he suddenly thought of something. He stared at him in shock. “You’re here—then His Majesty…”
“He’s not here!” Ji Wushuang cut him off, a faint warning in his tone. “I don’t pry into your affairs, and you’d better not pry into mine!”
“Fine. Since the Jade-Faced Yama has said so, let’s leave it at that.” Yu Ziqing snorted lightly, flamboyantly waving his fan as he walked into the kitchen. “Yue’er, I’m hungry too!”
A flash of annoyance crossed Ji Wushuang’s eyes before disappearing, and he also went into the kitchen.
What they didn’t know was that Tang Wan had been paying attention to them the whole time. She said nothing, pretending not to notice.
After eating, the two soon took their leave one after the other, leaving Ling Yue utterly baffled.
She just felt that there was something strange about those two—but what exactly was strange, she couldn’t quite put her finger on.
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Thankyou for the chapter