Returning to her room, she took out a book with a “Poetry” cover.
Fortunately, the daughter of the Grand Tutor walking around the mansion with a “Chivalrous Record” would be a laughingstock. Wei Linxia worried briefly about Xi Linxuan’s suspicions, but he had no evidence.
Just as she settled behind the gauze curtain, a maid rushed in, out of breath. “Miss, something terrible has happened. Young Master is being chased and beaten.”
“Oh? Chased and beaten?” Wei Linxia furrowed her brow. If it were Xi Zhaoting, the maids would have recognized him and wouldn’t be so panicked. So, who else would dare to chase the young master of the Wei family?
“Yes, with a long whip,” the maid demonstrated with her arms.
“Male or female?” Wei Linxia asked.
“Male, looking quite noble.”
“Oh, I thought it was something serious. Go bring me a cup of tea, I’m a bit thirsty.” Wei Linxia stayed by the north window, sipping the cool tea the maid brought.
Suddenly, a figure flipped through the south window, crouching by the bookcase. Who else could this disheveled person be but her brother? Wei Fengzhi had just hidden when another figure appeared outside, holding a threatening leather whip, ready to strike.
“Who is sneaking around outside?”
Wei Linxia called out. Behind the gauze curtain, seated on the floor by the north window, the person outside couldn’t see her face.
“Who are you, hiding behind the gauze curtain?” the person asked.
“I am Wei Linxia, daughter of Grand Tutor Wei,” she replied, parting the curtain and walking to the south window. Her peony-like face was revealed. Although dressed in men’s clothing and sporting a small mustache, her beauty was undeniable.
“How did you know I’m a lady?” the woman asked defiantly.
Wei Linxia smiled faintly, “If not a lady, why no Adam’s apple? If a man, why have ear piercings? And your mustache is crooked.”
The woman tore off her mustache and threw it on the ground, peering inside: “Is Wei Fengzhi hiding here? I just saw him come this way.”
