Chapter twenty seven.
The girl unfolded her bag and took out two simple lunch boxes. Rushui looked at Chen Sheng with bright eyes, lowered her head and handed the lunch boxes timidly. The crystal-clear earlobes exposed were red.
Happiness came too suddenly. Chen Sheng reacted for a long time and hurriedly took it over. His face turned red and hesitated. He opened the lunch box and poured it into his mouth regardless of the smell.
Fortunately, he did not forget his "Brother Li". After burping, he handed the lunch box he brought to Li Xianyuan.
Li Xianyuan did not refuse, so he opened the lunch box, picked up a piece of green vegetables and chewed them carefully.
I always feel something is wrong.
He heard the laughter in his ears, and Li Xianyuan thought to himself.
I hope I am thinking too much. Others don’t go to chat with you, maybe it’s because they are gradually becoming dirty?
The girl's name is Situ Yanran, and her smile and frown brings the shadow of a lady from a noble family. She is quite handsome. Although she is not a wealthy businessman, she also has a wealthy family. The two are barely considered to be a match.
After dinner, the two left the house together and walked along the lake.
One listens carefully, the other talks endlessly.
A handsome boy and a beautiful girl.
The man has feelings, and the concubine has intentions.
Chen Sheng was drunk, his face was full of excitement and flushed, and walked to the tree with Situ Yanran. He looked at the tree with no one around, just like when he was walking around the kiln, and he stretched out his palm and wanted to hold Situ Yanran's slender jade hand.
Situ Yanran retracted her hand like a frightened deer, but was afraid that Chen Sheng would misunderstand, so she quickly explained: "Mr. Chen. I just made a vow, only that night of the wedding night..."
"Then I'll come to propose marriage tomorrow!" Situ Yanran's appearance had long been itchy about Chen Sheng's mind. She wished she could get into the room as soon as possible. She immediately said anxiously.
Situ Yanran's bright eyes were shining with a bright look, and she looked sad again, lowering her head: "Young Master Chen really thinks you don't dislike me..."
Chen Sheng was stunned and looked at Situ Yanran. Tong Sheng's body was young under the robe, but in a few years he would definitely be a beautiful woman who was stunning in the country. He couldn't help but say, "Why should you dislike Yanran, you have such a good look. It's a blessing for many lifetimes to be able to fall in love with me, Chen Sheng."
Situ Yanran shook her head gently, looking like she wanted to speak but stopped.
Chen Sheng said, "What's the difficult thing about Yanran? Come and listen, I will definitely help if I can."
"Young Master Chen...you know why my right face is covered with long hair."
Chen Sheng shook his head: "I don't know why."
Situ Yanran bit her pink lips lightly with her teeth. She mustered up her courage, raised her eyes, and looked at Chen Sheng with trust.
"I hope Mr. Chen will not dislike him..."
Her voice was loud, and she was so fragile that she wanted to bring her into her arms. She raised her jade hand and gently lifted the black hair that blocked half of her cheeks.
"Monster!!!"
Chen Sheng was full of the look of seeing the ghost, and screamed and fell backwards. His legs were stomping away from Situ Yanran on the lawn. He hurriedly got up and staggered towards the house without looking back.
The jade hand fell down, and the hair covered his right face again, blocking the sadness and the mist rising eyes.
A breeze, Situ Yanran's thin body was shaking under the willow tree.
...
"Monster! Brother Li, monster... monster!"
The straw curtain at the door of the house was knocked open by a figure. Chen Sheng hurriedly shouted, not caring about slippers, kicking over countless low tables and hiding behind Li Xianyuan.
The house was in agitation, and several students looked at Chen Sheng behind Li Xianyuan in confusion. Someone helped to lift the low table up. Someone thought of something, and they hugged their chests against the wall, looking like they were watching a good show.
"how."
Li Xianyuan put down the brush in his hand and looked at Chen Sheng calmly.
"Then, that, that..." Chen Sheng panted and stammered for a long time without saying anything. Finally, he suddenly pointed to the door: "She is a monster!"
Following the point where he pointed, he saw Situ Yanran standing at the door. Short hair with long neck covered half of her cheeks, and the other half was haggard, like water and bright eyes, and were lifeless and unscathed.
"Monster?" Li Xianyuan raised his eyebrows. Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian's nephew is the dean of this college. Which monster is so blind to make trouble?
Someone on the side sneered: "Speaking to a deer as a horse, and pointing to a human as a monster. Her appearance was destroyed, so what kind of monster is there?"
Li Xianyuan turned around and saw that he was a student of sixteen or seventeen years old, tall and big.
Li Xianyuan bowed: "Please inform us of the details."
The student was quite polite to Li Xianyuan. He sarcastically slandered him, and also bowed to Li Xianyuan and said slowly: "Her name is Situ Yanran, the daughter of the former Minister of Justice."
"Later, due to corruption, Situ Shangshu was thrown into prison and was beheaded after last autumn. The court originally wanted to exile all his family members to the edge of the Pure Land. Unexpectedly, those who had been wronged by Situ Shangshu took revenge and burned the Situ Mansion. Only Situ Yanran escaped from the entire mansion."
Situ Yanran took off her shoes at the door, stepped on the straw mat in her white foot socks, and quickly walked to the low table to sit down, burying her head deep, unable to see her expression. It seemed that she was not herself.
Although she escaped, Situ Yanran was seriously burned and covered with burn marks. Her appearance was destroyed and homeless. Seeing that she was pitiful, the dean brought her from Xinjing and asked her to study at Jingshi Academy.
At first, many students saw that she was beautiful but not as arrogant as an elder sister, and had a gentle temperament, so they invited her to chat with her. However, the destruction of her appearance spread and no one provoked her. Except for Li Xianyuan and others, the group of newly arrived students.
After that, few people in the academy would provoke her. She had been lonely for a long time, and suddenly someone was willing to talk to her. Situ Yanran was naturally happy and even felt affection.
Li Xianyuan suddenly realized. No wonder Shen Da went to chat with him, and the other students looked like they were laughing at him.
The student shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity. The daughter of the Shangshu was so beautiful, but she was..."
"Okay." Li Xianyuan shouted lightly, stopping the student from continuing. He looked at Situ Yanran in a sideways. She turned her head and stared at the mud wall.
Li Xianyuan sighed in his heart, letting Chen Sheng return to his own position, and not to say much.
...
After noon, the sun gradually shifted overhead.
It was just after the beginning of summer, and it was still early. When I was over, the sky had become a little darker, the setting sun shone, and the lake was sparkling with golden light.
The students in the house packed their things and went to the door of the house to wear shoes and left. Some went home, while others lived in the academy.
The academy provides side rooms, but the food is self-sufficient.
In a blink of an eye, only Li Xianyuan and Shen Da who was waiting for him were left in the house.
And Situ Yanran.
She hesitated and mustered up the courage to hand over a lunch box: "Young Master Chen, these are some fruits, you..."
"Get out of the way!" Shen Da was impatient to take off Situ Yanran and handed over the lunch box, pulled Li Xianyuan and walked quickly to the door. He said, "Brother Li, I invite you to the Shangfangyuan."
"Situ Yanran..."
Shen Da interrupted Li Xianyuan with disgust: "That ugly girl? Don't worry about her. If I take her home, my father will beat me to death."
When Li Xianyuan walked to the door, he turned around and saw in the dark room in the dusk. Situ Yanran squatted down silently and picked up the broken grapes.
A piece of wrist was exposed, and it was covered with ugly and ferocious burn marks like centipedes.
Situ Yanran buried her head deeply, and crystal water droplets fell on the straw mat.
After Li Xianyuan and the others left, their house was empty.
Only a figure knelt down, and the shadow was slanted. After a while, he covered his face and cried bitterly.
Chapter completed!