Chapter 11 Xiaoyi

Shen Yan didn't look at her carefully.

To him, there was no difference between Ning Yuan, naked in the warm pool, and the fish balls, naked in the clear soup pot. They

were just a white mass, wrapped in curling water mist.

But this woman shouted so loudly.

He had to look up at her, and his indifferent eyes with a warning swept over.

His slender index finger rested on his slightly cold lips, signaling her not to make any more noise.

"I didn't know you were here. If you shout like that, it will attract people." Shen Yan said in a low voice, "Miss Ning, you don't want others to know that I have been here, right?"

Ning Yuan nodded quickly.

She pressed tightly against the pool wall, her hands in front of her body, her panicked face flushed, her black and white eyes seemed to be moistened by the mist in the pool, and were filled with tears.

"You, what are you doing here?"

She also imitated him and lowered her voice.

Shen Yan stood up and stood beside the pool. Through the clear water, he saw her toes curled up slightly.

"What do you think?"

What a stupid question.

Feeling his slightly speechless gaze, Ning Yuan lowered her head, feeling that all the blood in her body was rushing to her head, which was extremely embarrassing.

Yes, he was busy all night, and if he didn't come to the warm pool to take a bath, what else could he be for?

Shen Yan slowly looked her up and down, then turned his back to her with great reserve.

"I came here to eat."

...

"Yes, I'm sorry."

Ning Yuan hugged her shoulders, her little face almost steamed.

No, why should she apologize?

She was a girl, bathing here peacefully, but Shen Yan barged in without permission. He

even squatted down to look at her on purpose!

She lowered her eyes and saw the clear pool water that was clear enough to see the bottom. Her head buzzed, and she stammered, "You, you, you... don't peek at me again, close your eyes, no, you have to turn around, don't turn back!"

"You don't need to remind me, I turned around a long time ago."

After saying that, Shen Yan paused and added, "I didn't peek either."

He was looking openly.

He, Shen Yan, never does anything sneaky.

"...Thank you." The girl's voice trembled nervously.

He knew to turn around on his own initiative. He should have, should not have noticed that the water in the pool was actually very clear, right?

Yes, last time she was wearing clothes properly, Shen Yan still remembered to let her take them off.

If he had really seen that she was not wearing anything just now, he would have been like a hungry tiger pouncing on food.

Ning Yuan, feeling a little lucky, leaned over to get the dress left on the shore, but suddenly heard a clear male voice from outside the warm pool: "Girl? Are you still there? Is it convenient for people to come in now?"

How come there is still someone? !

Hearing the footsteps of the man getting closer, she hurriedly hugged her shoulders and shrank back into the water.

Some water splashed up and landed on the corner of Shen Yan's robe, and the rest fell back into the pool, spreading out in circles.

"Don't come over! I, I'm taking a bath, no, it's not convenient!"

Pei Zixing held the sword and stopped in front of the curtain of the warm pool.

If he heard correctly, the girl in the warm pool was shouting that someone was peeping.

He was a little sleepy at that time and did not hear the man's name clearly.

"Is the girl being threatened? I heard you shouting that someone was peeping, so I hurried over."

"No, no!"

Ning Yuan glanced at the motionless figure standing on the shore.

"It's... it's a dream. I didn't fall asleep and had a nightmare."

"That's good."

Pei Zixing breathed a sigh of relief and turned to lean against the wall.

Ning Yuan admired her own wit in her heart, and hurriedly put on her dress at a very fast speed, while carefully looking at Shen Yan, fearing that he would suddenly turn around and see her from head to toe.

Fortunately, he was still a man and did not take advantage of her.

After putting on her shoes, she didn't want to stay any longer and ran out.

As soon as she lifted the curtain, she ran into Pei Zixing who was waiting outside the door with a sword.

"Why are you here?" The two said in unison.

Shen Yan, who was left alone by the warm pool, looked outside the curtain and frowned impatiently.

Why hasn't he left yet?

"General Pei, why are you still guarding here?" A voice like drizzling rain also asked.

Forget it, it's none of his business whether Pei Zixing leaves or not.

Shen Yan was about to undress, but when he lowered his eyes, he saw a piece of rouge-colored satin lying quietly in the moonlit flowers by the pool. He felt helpless all of a sudden.

It was probably another handkerchief.

When will she change her habit of losing things?

He bent over to pick it up, and smelled the sweet fragrance that belonged to Ning Yuan.

But this handkerchief... seemed a little different from the usual ones.

In addition to the corners not being square, there were two extra thin ties.

He felt it was a little familiar.

It seemed like he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember where.

Shen Yan didn't think too much about it, and casually stuffed the cloth into her sleeves, and looked carefully along the bank of the pool, intending to take a good look to see if she had left anything behind.

To prevent it from being picked up by some unscrupulous person and causing trouble.

Outside the curtain, Pei Zixing stared at Ning Yuan: "Miss Ning, why is your face so red?"

She quickly reached out and touched it, and said nonsense without changing her expression: "Oh, it's too hot."

After saying that, a gust of evening wind blew past, penetrating into her limbs from her sleeves and collar, causing her to shiver.

...

Something is wrong. Why do I feel that the dress is a little empty?

Pei Zixing was very considerate and did not continue to ask. He walked forward a few steps alone, leading the way for Ning Yuan while keeping a suitable distance from her.

Ning Yuan hurriedly followed, and glanced back guiltily at the quietly falling curtain, and couldn't help but think of that elegant figure.

"Miss Ning was disturbed by a nightmare, and it was late at night and she was alone. I was worried, so I thought of waiting for a while so that I could send you back safely."

Pei Zixing seemed to be afraid that she would misunderstand, so he explained first.

At the end, he added as if to distance himself from the relationship: "Zhiyu and I are as close as brothers. Since you are his fiancée, sooner or later I will have to call you sister-in-law."

Ning Yuan didn't like others tying her and Shen Yan together, and she hurriedly tried to distance herself from Shen Yan: "General Pei, there is no need to say that. Lord Shen and I are just playing around."

"Play... just for the occasion?"

"Yeah." Remembering what Shen Yan said to her in Biyunzhai that day, she nodded seriously, "We are not a good match. It's only a matter of time before we break off the engagement."

"Miss Ning is not interested in him?"

Pei Zixing seemed a little surprised.

From time to time, he would hear Shen Yan's nagging about Ning Yuan in his ear. In addition, the Shen family urged him to get married, so he always thought that Ning Yuan was pestering Shen Yan.

"Of course I didn't mean it." Ning Yuan said casually, "He has eight hundred tricks on his mind, and there are so many peach blossoms around him. I'm really tired of dealing with them."

"Then I'd like to ask, what kind of man does Miss Ning like?"

"Well..." Ning Yuan bit her lower lip and pondered, "Anyway, it's not like Shen Yan. Mostly gentle and considerate, able to play with me, and then have a pure mind."

After saying that, Ning Yuan raised his eyes and looked at Pei Zixing.

He seemed to deliberately slow down his pace, waiting for her to catch up.

"I remember that the general is not married yet, so what kind of person do you like?"

Pei Zixing smiled nonchalantly: "I haven't met one yet, but... who can say anything about love?"

As he spoke, Pei Zixing sent her back to the room. Just as he was about to say goodbye, Ning Yuan noticed the flute on his waist along with his sword.

"Is that flute yours?"

"Yes, when Zhiyu said you might give it a try, I lent it to him." He smiled while holding the flute.

"Speaking of which, Miss Ning was really brave tonight. She was clearly powerless, but she dared to lead the beast away and save those actors alone. If I hadn't been responsible for protecting the empress and couldn't get away, I would definitely not let you take the risk alone."

"Fortunately, Zhiyu was there, so you didn't get hurt." "

But I played it terribly." Ning Yuan said frustratedly.

"Nonsense, the song that saved people's lives can be called the sound of nature." Pei Zixing comforted her.

"If Miss Ning is interested in playing the flute, you can ask me in the future. Now you should rest early, because you need to get up early tomorrow."

"Thank you." Ning Yuan smiled gratefully.

After watching Pei Zixing leave, Ning Yuan couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

The situation was so dangerous at that time, and she thought she was amazing for doing so.

But Shen Yan was right beside her, and he never praised her.

In fact, she didn't really need others to praise her or express gratitude.

She was used to doing things alone and being ignored by everyone.

But if someone praised her occasionally, she would be really happy.

This would make her feel that she was "seen".

Seeing that she was not an ignorant embroidered pillow, seeing that she was not a timid and cowardly delicate lady.

Seeing that she had her own world.

Thinking of Shen Yan, Ning Yuan couldn't help but think of the embarrassing incident in the hot spring before.

She returned to her room listlessly and lay on her back on the bed. She was about to take off her dress to change into pajamas, but when she reached into her dress, she didn't touch the soft gauze she liked to wear.

Not sure, she touched it again.

When she was sure that what she touched was her soft and tender skin, her face turned pale.

Oh my God! Where is her undergarment?

... Could it have fallen into the warm pool?

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Shen Yan took a bath and returned to his room. He sat alone on the edge of the bed, looking at the so-called "handkerchief" casually rolled up at the head of the bed.

Hearing her voice, he knew it was called undergarment.

He picked up a strap and carefully examined it.

The material was very thin, like smoke and fog.

The pair of eyes like smoke and fog tonight appeared in his mind unconsciously.

The black and white are distinct, just like a lychee squeezed out of water.

He spread the small dress on the bed, thinking about how to put it on, and finally remembered where he had seen it before.

That day in the carriage, she turned her head to look out the window, her slender white neck revealed a pair of delicate collarbones, and the rouge snow-white laces from the collarbone to the back of the neck were probably this small dress.

But why did she wear such a thing?

And she felt it was so important?

Shen Yan was puzzled.

But it doesn't matter, he will return it to her next time he sees her.

The night was quiet, and you could hear a pin drop in the room. With Ning Yuan's anxious and shameful voice in his mind, he closed his eyes quietly.

Ning Yuan's search was fruitless.

The next day, she sat in her room with a dark spot under her eyes, looking dejected.

In fact, she just went back to the warm pool last night to look for it, but when she didn't find it, she went back to her room.

But she lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. She thought about it all night and felt that something would definitely not disappear out of thin air, and it must have been taken away by someone.

Who else could it be?

Of course it was the pervert Shen Yan.

She was determined to go to him to ask for it.

Shen Yan was a man with a sharp tongue and no mercy, she had experienced it before.

If she still talked to him softly, he would definitely refuse to admit it.

In this case, why not find a suitable opportunity to cut the Gordian knot and take it down in one fell swoop!

It was past noon, and it was time for everyone to take a nap. She could sneak into his room at this time to avoid others and catch him off guard.

Ning Yuan spread out a piece of paper, drew a simple map of the inn, planned a careful and hidden route, and waited until noon, then slipped out of the room.

When she sneaked to Shen Yan's room, she saw Ming Jue guarding the door.

Damn, isn't Ming Jue a human being? He

had just finished his meal at noon, and he asked someone to guard the door for him.

She hid in the corner of the wall, and after secretly blaming Shen Yan for being a bad guy, she had to take out her handkerchief, picked up a stone outside the window sill, wrapped it up, and threw it hard into the distance.

Ming Jue knew Ning Yuan was coming, but he didn't understand why she was hiding.

Seeing her throwing something at him, he thought she wanted to conspire with him and make an appointment with his master, so he walked slowly to the handkerchief.

Who knew that as soon as he picked up the handkerchief, Ning Yuan took two steps at a time like a rabbit and pushed open Shen Yan's door.

"Miss Ning, there are other people inside--"

Ming Jue was about to say something to stop her, but he heard Ning Yuan's soft voice ringing at the door.

"Shen Yan, give me my little clothes back--"

The people in the room looked at her at the same time.

Not only Shen Yan, but also Zhao Hui who came with her maid.

Ning Yuan's originally powerful voice suddenly bent, bringing out a long tail tone.

"I...that, and the second and third mistresses, return them all to me..."

Fortunately, she was smart and immediately mixed up her words.

But why are there so many people...

The girl clenched her sleeves and stood at the door of the room at a loss, looking a little pitiful.

Shen Yan couldn't help but smile.

Zhao Hui looked puzzled, first mockingly smiled, and repeated her words: "Ning Yuan, what are the first, second, and third mistresses..."

As she spoke, Zhao Hui's face changed, her beautiful eyes were full of anger, she pointed at Ning Yuan and trembled, and said in a sharp voice: "Who do you say is the third mistress?"