What To Do if You’re the Villain and the Heroine Likes You - Chapter 61
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The reason why it is said that Fan House is hard to find is not really that it is remote. but that most of Fan House, including even the scattered small courtyards around Fan House, is used for the construction of the Antlers Academy.
It is difficult to distinguish between the Fan House and the academy.
So much so that the real “General Fan’s residence” has long since disappeared, leaving only a small, isolated courtyard in the corner of the Antler Academy, with about a dozen houses, barely enough to serve as a shelter for the Fan family.
Now, in this courtyard, there is a rare visitor.
She is yesterday’s flower girl and today’s lady of the house, Du Yingyun.
Ordinary people cannot tell where Fan’s house is, but for Du Yinyun, it is not difficult.
When she was a child, her father, Du Lie, used to bring her here, and since Fan Ziruo and she were of similar age and temperament, they became more and more familiar. The two pretty girls were a rare pair of sisters in the Yinjing scholarly circle at the time, equal in terms of family, looks, and talent.
Only now it was different.
The former Fan Yu, now Fan Changshu, decisively chose to retire at the height of his career. From then on, he put down his sword and picked up a brush, even going so far as to sell his family’s assets to build the academy. Although the academy was not well known at first, it slowly gained fame and prominence, and Fan Yu and the Fan family returned to the public eye in Yinjing.
This time, however, it was under the name “Fan Changshu” and the family name of the school.
Back then, Du Lie chose to stand in the army.
Even then, the Du family was far more powerful than the Fan family.
Later, the Du family disappeared overnight, leaving only Du Yinyun, the only bloodline of the Du family, to survive.
Now, the Antler Academy has become very famous.
In Yinjing, half of the prominent people with money and power in their families would send their children to study at the school.
For example, Li Jin, the talented son of the Minister of Rites’ family, and Huang Buren of the Minister of Penalty’s family are among the “mainstays” and “tenacious cornerstones” of the academy.
Du Yinyun arrived at Fan’s residence yesterday, and, as agreed with her uncle, she was to teach the “music theory” class at the academy.
This was not Fan Changshu’s intention, but Du Yinyun had insisted on it.
It would take a lot of financial resources to redeem the body of the flower girl, and Du Yinyun did not want to owe Uncle Fan such a huge favor, so she had to do what she could to help him in any way she could.
Even though the Du family is now in dire straits, the Fan family still treats Du Yinyun as an honored guest.
They even allowed her to rest for a few days, so that she did not have to teach as soon as she arrived.
But for Du Yinyun, what else could she do if not teach?
The beautiful flowers and grass that she used to love to look at are now just red and green, which is so meaningless.
She leaned against the railing and sighed slightly.
When she saw the orchids on the bush, she remembered the handkerchief with the orchids on it, and the absurdity of that night.
Her cheeks could not help but flush.
She admonished herself again and again: Du Yingyun, what is wrong with you now? Why do you always think of those bad things? Young Master has high hopes, he won’t like girls who are only good for sex!
Despite these words, Du took out the handkerchief she had used that night.
She had originally embroidered it herself and given it to him as a gift. She had never thought that the handkerchief could be used in this way, but now it had been given back to her.
Her jade hand gently stroked the handkerchief.
Du Yinyun’s heart was filled with mixed feelings.
Life is funny, it always lifts you up high, drops you down hard, then gives you treasures from the mud pit to renew your hope.
Because of the reason that the Young Master said he would take it back. This handkerchief, which had been washed clean by Du Yingyun, had no remnants of the story left at all. It had even been soaked in water with beautiful soft flower petals and wiped repeatedly until it smelled fragrant.
Even so, she was embarrassed to return this item to He Yunxiao.
After all, this handkerchief had been through too much.
But the words of the Young Master could not be disobeyed for her.. Even if she was reluctant and shy, as long as it was his word, then she had to……
“Yinyun.”
A quiet female voice called back Du sister’s troubled thoughts.
The owner of this voice, like the voice, was a soft and quiet girl.
What caught her eye was her clean white dress. On top was a white long-sleeved short coat worn at the outermost part of the body, and underneath was a continuous, light white silk dress that ran from top to bottom. The overall tone of the dress is white, complemented by green and blue for stitching and floral accents.
And then look upwards. What is most noticeable is the hair, as smooth as black silk, which differs greatly from the white dress. The hair is simple, but it is much more than that, with a white jade hairpin, “white in black”, on top of a simple, beautifully coiffed head, echoing the elegant white of the dress.
In addition to this overall light and pure white color, her entire face is also very fitting for her temperament.
Her face is a little on the melon-like side. but her features are soft and beautiful, especially her almond eyes, which are large and luminous, making this quiet beauty the center of attention even when she doesn’t say a word.
Fan Ziruo, with the book that she had rolled open in her hand, came to the side of her good sister, Du Yinyun.
“Yinyun, are you still used to living in the Fan House?”
Du Yinyun tucked her handkerchief into her arms and reached out to take her little sister’s arm, just as they had done when they were children.
“Not used to it. My sister is not the same as when you were a child.”
Fan Ziruo was puzzled, “What’s different?”
“My sister has grown up.”
Fan Ziruo said, “Time passes and children naturally have to grow up.”
Du Yinyun nodded, “Yes. When I hold my sister’s arm, sometimes, you’ll even squeeze Yinyun’s arm.”
At this point, Fan Ziruo finally realized what her sister was talking about. It turned out that Du Yinyun’s “growing up” did not refer to her age.
Annoyed and angry, she said, “If you are squeezed, then let go of my arm and never hug again.”
Du Yinyun knew Fan Ziruo’s character best. Her sister, who liked to be quiet the most, was most afraid of trouble. Even though she said “no hugging”, if you insisted on hugging her, there was nothing she could do.
So, Du Yinyun was not afraid of Fan Ziruo’s threats.
She said, “Sister is stingy, I want to hold you.”
As she said that, her hands exerted force and hugged Fan Ziruo’s arms tightly.
Fan Ziruo’s slender arms were pressed hard for a while.
This time, however, it was Fan Ziruo’s turn to tease Du Yinyun.
“Yinyun, you’re not too young, it’s time to get married, right?”
One could only say that Fan Ziruo was worthy of being the most talented woman in Yinjing, and that this phrase “you’re not too young” was a perfect double entendre.
Even though Du Yinyun’s temperament was cool and calm, and Fan Ziruo was quiet and relaxed, they were both eighteen or nineteen years old, so they both had the same cute and mischievous attitude as girls of that age. The two of them are so close that they never have any problem talking to each other.
These funny words are only used to tease the best of friends, and outsiders will never have the pleasure of hearing them.
When they heard someone coming, they stopped their banter.
The maid said, “Miss, Miss Du. Someone is here. It’s a brother and sister, surnamed Chu.”
Fan Ziruo frowned and said, “Surnamed Chu?”
Du Yinyun said, “Most likely it’s Chu Fan, the Duke of Chu.”
Fan Ziruo’s first thought was not who Chu Fan was, but, “The One Cut Plum?”
Du Yinyun nodded and said, “That song, ‘One Cut Plum Blossom’, was composed by Chu Fan’s sister, Chu Xiaoxiao.”
Fan Ziruo stretched his eyebrows, his face beaming with joy, and said, “Quickly take me to see it.”