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Tang Shuang followed Jing Chunxi out. They walked out of the gate and were about to head towards the provincial school on the left.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed in front of them, startling Jing Chunxi who was walking in front.

She subconsciously took a step back and raised her hands in defense, feeling nervous.

Fortunately, this was the familiar Qingshan Villa, her home, and it was fairly well-guarded. If it were somewhere else, the dart in her sleeve would have already flown away.

Although there were two big red lanterns hanging high on both sides of the gate, the light was still dim and could only barely illuminate a small area at the door. The sudden shadow was still quite scary.

"Who are you! Come out quickly." Jing Chunxi shouted at the black shadow, but he remained calm.

Seeing her master suddenly step back and take a defensive stance, Tang Shuang knew something was wrong. She quickly took two steps and passed Jing Chunxi, his large and heavy body blocking her way like a solid barrier.

She widened her eyes and stared at the dark shadow vigilantly, ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.

"Cousin Xi, it's me, Wutou!" As soon as Wutou finished speaking, a tall and strong man walked out from the wall where he was hiding.

Because he was several steps away, his figure seemed a little blurry in the dim light, but Jing Chunxi and Tang Shuang still recognized him at a glance.

The appearance of the five heads made Tang Shuang a little angry, and her voice unconsciously rose a few degrees: "Why are you hiding here and scaring people!" She was just scared, and now she couldn't help but feel annoyed when she thought about it.

However, she quickly moved sideways to stand next to Jing Chunxi, allowing her master to face the five heads directly.

"Brother Wutou is here, why don't you go in?" The moment Jing Chunxi saw Wutou, he knew why he came and couldn't help but feel sympathy for him.

She tried to slow down her voice, worried that her words might hurt him, so her tone became cautious. Wu Tou saw Tang Shuang standing next to Jing Chunxi, and he was still as fierce as a tiger.

He moved his mouth but didn't speak. However, his eyes were fixed on Jing Chunxi, with expectation and anxiety in them, waiting for her response.

"Brother Wutou~~" He paused, as if choosing his words, "I lied to Aunt Mi and Liutou and said that my cousin wanted to see me for something, and asked Liutou to take my younger brothers and sisters to get something." After saying that, he looked at Jing Chunxi with a somewhat uneasy look.

"How could Mr. Wutou still lie?" Sugar Frost was a little furious when she heard this. She blurted out angrily, her eyes full of resentment. She had just been frightened and was still angry. Now that she saw that Mr. Wutou dared to lie, she felt even more disgusted.

“Icing!”

Jing Chunxi gave a warning and pushed a handful of frosting.

Hi! It seems that Aunt Mi's teachings are not very effective.

Everyone's temperament is innate, and it can't be completely changed by sincere instruction. Frosting is a prime example. Even though she diligently studied etiquette with Aunt Mi, memorized some of the rules, and her temperament appeared to have changed, when things got heated, she could still inadvertently reveal her bluntness, impatience, and crude words and actions.

"Understood, Master."

Frost lowered her voice and took a step back, but she turned around and gave Wu Tou a look, letting out a muffled snort with a hint of anger, "Huh!" Although her voice was a little softer, there was still dissatisfaction in her tone.

But she took two steps back, her eyes suddenly froze for a moment, then became clear, and she suddenly said to Wutou, "Master Wutou, it was my fault. I offended you just now."

Haha, you even know how to apologize! In the blink of an eye, he suddenly seemed to have changed his temperament and suddenly became nice to the five heads.

Jing Chunxi smiled. Tang Shuang must have realized it only now and guessed the purpose of Wu Tou's visit.

She and Tang Shuang witnessed Jing Mingrong's tragic experience and her resentment towards her relatives during her exile, and also witnessed her obvious determination to sever ties with her family.

Tang Shuang's sudden change actually made Wu Tou a little uncomfortable. He wasn't the petty or pretentious type to begin with, so after receiving the apology, he immediately said nonchalantly, "It's okay. Wu Tou was the one who scared you first, so I should be the one apologizing to you."

"Brother Wutou, come in! Come with me to the study." After Jing Chunxi finished speaking, he turned to Tang Shuang and said, "Make us two cups of tea." Tang Shuang heard this and said, "I know, right away!" As she spoke, she turned around to prepare tea.

"Okay!" Wutou finally felt relieved. He had been hiding outside the wall a while ago, feeling a bit nervous, wanting to go in but not daring to, feeling torn. Now that Jing Chunxi had invited him, his nervousness eased considerably.

After entering the study, Jing Chunxi asked Wutou to sit opposite him, and after Tangshuang brought in tea, he sent her away.

Looking at Wutou's expectant eyes, he knew that he was waiting for news about his sister Jing Mingrong. Jing Chunxi looked at him, thinking of Jing Mingrong's silence, and felt a little reluctant to tell Wutou the truth.

She thought for a long time and kept looking at Wu Tou without saying anything, with hesitation and helplessness in her eyes.

"Cousin Xi, just tell the truth! In fact, even without you saying it, Brother Wutou can guess that Sister Rong will not forgive me, and I don't expect her to forgive me."

Wutou paused for a moment, and his voice suddenly became a little choked, "But...but...wuwu..." When Wutou said this, he burst into tears again, and his tears kept falling like pearls with a broken string.

He cried and covered his mouth with his hands, as if afraid of being heard.

"I've told Sister Mingrong about your situation at Qingshan Villa. I said you're doing very well now, but I don't know if she believes it or not."

"But she didn't say a word."

Jing Chunxi recounted everything she had said to Jing Mingrong that afternoon, the two of them lying in bed together. She tried to recall every detail in detail, hoping to let Wutou feel Jing Mingrong's every move.

"When we left, she hid in the house and didn't come out. She didn't reply to your letter, nor did she ask us to bring anything back." Jing Chunxi said this with deep apology in his eyes. This may be a big blow to Wutou.

Wutou stopped crying and kept looking at her. He didn't say a word, but he remembered every word Jing Chunxi said, even the expression and eyes that described Jing Qiurong.

He never dared to hope for Sister Rong to reply or bring them anything, so there was no disappointment on his face. He just listened quietly, with an indescribable complex emotion in his eyes.

"But," Jing Chunxi had just said those two words when Wutou sat up straight again, his eyes lighting up. But because he was worried about being disappointed, he bit his lower lip tightly with his upper teeth, as if suppressing his inner excitement.

"She accepted everything you gave her." Jing Chunxi nodded affirmatively to Wutou, who kept pursing his lower lip. After opening the two bundles, Jing Mingrong stared at the kite, and the fact that it hadn't moved for a long time told him everything.

That morning, when Jing Chunxi hurriedly followed his uncle to Cangwu County, he specifically instructed Hongfen and Chuntao to observe Jing Mingrong from behind to see how she would react.

As a result, when Chuntao and Hongfen rushed over from Yamen Village to meet her at Shibaao, they told her in detail about Jing Mingrong's situation at that time.

On the morning that Jing Chunxi left, Jing Mingrong hid in her room and did not come out. She covered herself with the quilt and cried quietly on the bed. Qiaoqiao and Mingzhu, who had received the task, squeezed in and caught her red-handed, and heard everything carefully.

When Chuntao and Hongfen were leaving, Jingyi, who was walking at the back, said that he saw her standing alone under the pomegranate tree in the courtyard, looking towards the door, but because she was in the corner, she could not see what was happening at the door.

"Brother Wutou, don't be discouraged. People's hearts have lost their enthusiasm and it will take more than one time to warm them up." Seeing that Wutou had regained his composure and the tears in his eyes had disappeared, Jing Chunxi comforted him. Jing Mingrong's heart knot was very deep and it would not be untied in a short time, but as long as there was a glimmer of hope, it was worth trying.

"I know, Brother Wutou knows."

Wutou raised his head and looked at Jing Chunxi with confidence and determination in his eyes. "No matter what, every time I deliver a letter or something to Yamen Village in the future, I will send a copy to Sister Rong." After he said that, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and his eyes brightened a little.

This time, Jing Chunxi did not notice any bitterness in his eyes, but instead saw a kind of determination and hope.