Chapter 12 Paste

Ning Yuan was just talking nonsense, and she never expected Zhao Hui to be so sensitive.

She looked at Shen Yan for help, blinked slowly, and opened her red lips slightly: "Ah...?"

This soft doubt made Zhao Hui's anger, which had nowhere to vent, punch into the cotton.

She didn't understand.

Ning Yuan and Shen Yan only had a name of being engaged.

He never treated her close, and sometimes even she could sense his disgust for her.

So what qualifications did Ning Yuan have to describe herself like this?

"You what!"

Zhao Hui straightened her lips, her eyes full of anger, but she was a princess after all, she could be angry and proud, but she couldn't be disrespectful.

Especially in front of Shen Yan.

She raised her chin, her fingers clenched white in her sleeves, and said arrogantly: "I came to see Lord Shen during the lunch break, of course, I have something important to discuss. Only a girl as loving as you would speculate like this! Is there anything more important than state affairs that you want to bother him with?"

Ning Yuan is actually not good at quarreling.

Perhaps it is because she likes to think from other people's perspectives, so she is always easily misled by others.

Hearing this, she lowered her head and thought for a moment.

Regardless of whether her small clothes are more important than state affairs, she thinks it is more embarrassing for Shen Yan to return her small clothes in front of everyone than to be misunderstood by Zhao Hui that she only has love in her heart.

Ning Yuan's cheeks flushed slightly, which seemed strange to Zhao Hui. She took a step back from the door in embarrassment.

"My matter is really not a big deal...why don't you continue, I'll leave first."

"Come back."

Shen Yan spoke slowly.

"Your underwear is indeed with me."

...

Ning Yuan suddenly hated herself for pushing open the door with such courage.

Zhao Hui looked at her in surprise: "What do you mean by 'little one' and 'little two'? What are you talking about?"

Under the gaze of everyone, Shen Yan stood up, walked calmly into the inner room, and returned to his original position. When he raised his hand, a piece of soft rouge snow-colored satin fell.

It was not something else, but her underwear.

Zhao Hui's pupils shrank slightly, and the blood color on his bright face instantly disappeared.

"You guys..."

Ning Yuan grabbed the carved door, not daring to move, and wanted to die.

Shen Yan seemed to be in deep thought for a moment, and then took out an ice jade bracelet from his sleeve.

"You left in a hurry last night and forgot about this."

"But it looks ordinary, not the best. I'm not sure if you want to throw it away or what, so I brought it back for you."

"Do you want it again?"

Shen Yan asked, and the room was silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

Zhao Hui bit his lips tightly, his face was very pale, and Ning Yuan had a red face, and was simply ashamed and angry.

He did it on purpose?

Does he understand what small clothes mean to a woman?

Just take out her underwear in public?

But Shen Yan's eyes were too calm and calm, and she could not see any teasing from them.

Zhao Hui's eyes lingered between the two for a long time, and finally murmured to Shen Yan: "I felt something was wrong when you saved her last night regardless of your own safety, but I didn't expect that you...you..."

She couldn't say the rest.

Shen Yan's timely reminder just interrupted her: "Princess, Miss Ning was helping you clean up the mess last night. Speaking of which, you should thank her."

Zhao Hui naturally didn't thank her, and turned around and ran away with the maid.

When turning around the stairs, Ning Yuan saw that she seemed to lift her sleeves and wipe away tears.

Shen Yan waited for a long time as if nothing had happened, but she didn't come to get it. He frowned and said, "Miss Ning, you are standing at my door. Are you determined to become a tree stump?"

"Why don't you come over?"

Ning Yuan turned around, and walked into the room reluctantly, as if she wanted to cry but couldn't.

"Master Shen, I really thank you."

Shen Yan raised his eyes and glanced at her sad face, but he didn't see any gratitude from her face.

"You're welcome." He still replied with a reserved manner.

Ning Yuan put away the small clothes with a red crying face, and casually put the jade bracelet back on her wrist. Finally, she couldn't help her curiosity and asked: "Why did she come to you? Is it about the theater?"

"She is stupid and was used as a knife without knowing it. She asked me to plead with His Majesty."

Shen Yan answered her casually, staring at the bracelet of ordinary quality.

She seemed very thin.

The wrist under the bracelet was slender and soft, and the junction with the palm was slightly concave, but it didn't look abrupt, and it easily gave people a feeling of being slender but strong.

The only flaw was that the bracelet had a tiny crack.

"Is this the only thing your father gave you?" He asked suddenly.

Noticing Shen Yan's gaze, Ning Yuan quickly hid her wrist in her sleeve.

In fact, her father never interfered in the affairs of the harem, and her stepmother was in charge of the income.

Mingwei never treated her badly in terms of food, clothing and other expenses that were visible to outsiders, but in places that were not so visible to outsiders, such as the bracelets and bracelets hidden in the sleeves, she only gave her some of the leftovers.

However, compared with these unimportant belongings, Ning Yuan cared more about the part that really affected her quality of life.

Besides, it was not expensive, and she would not feel bad if it was lost or damaged, so she did not notice that the bracelet was missing last night.

But now that Shen Yan noticed it, she felt a little embarrassed for some reason.

Ning Yuan changed the subject awkwardly: "Was that wolf deliberately arranged by someone?"

Shen Yan said "hmm" lightly, and his eyes casually swept to her front, lingering for a moment at her erect position, and dispelled the previous thought.

She didn't seem to be thin, and this part could be called plump.

"I have checked. The rope used to tie the wolf had traces of being cut by a sharp weapon. It was half-broken and was covered by a small circle of metal rings. That's why it was able to break free so easily and rush onto the stage."

"But why did it rush onto the stage without hesitation? If it was just to hurt a few civilians... why would it go to such great lengths?"

Ning Yuan tried to hint at Shen Yan.

At that time, she heard that the wolf was a gift that Zhao Hui intended to give to the Empress, and there must be a bigger conspiracy behind it.

But what she didn't expect was that in less than half a day, Shen Yan had already found out everything and responded fluently.

He said firmly, "It's the sachet."

"Yesterday afternoon, a servant accidentally spilled tea on the sachet that Your Majesty originally wore, so you replaced it with another one."

"What a coincidence, Your Majesty was in high spirits watching a play last night, so he took off the sachet and threw it on the stage to admire the actors, and thus avoided this disaster by accident."

The emperor and the empress were the closest people to each other. No matter who the beast bit last night, it would have been a heavy blow to the political situation that had finally become clear.

Thinking of this, Shen Yan's expression became cold, and there was a hint of sarcasm at the corners of his lips.

"Some people are really stupid, unable to distinguish between wolves and dogs, and unable to recognize people."

Ning Yuan thought, he was talking about Zhao Hui, right?

Thank God, he finally stopped saying that he was stupid.

Shen Yan glanced at her lightly, holding back the words he had not spoken, and then ordered her to leave: "Do you have anything else to do? If not, go ahead. I still have to see His

Majesty." He was going to plead for Zhao Hui.

Ning Yuan held a breath in her mouth and puffed up her cheeks.

*

Shen Yan, who had sent Ning Yuan away, was now sitting peacefully in His Majesty's room.

His Majesty stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, angrily: "I know Zhao Hui has come to you, you don't have to plead for her."

"Your Majesty, you think too much. I don't plan to plead for her." Shen Yan said, playing with the teacup on the table, "But I still have to go for this trip. After all, I don't want to be entangled with her anymore."

"You... okay, you're gone now and can go back."

His Majesty rubbed his forehead and waved to drive him away.

Shen Yan, however, had no intention of getting up.

His Majesty turned around and finally couldn't help but venting his anger by saying, "That servant fell into the well overnight and died without any evidence! Zhaohui is my own sister, she cannot be beaten or interrogated, and she knows nothing when asked! Now there is no clue at all, Shen Zhiyu, even you want to irritate me, right?"

"You know who it is, and you can't touch him, so why don't you listen to my important matters."

"You say." His Majesty said unhappily.

"I have the courage to ask Your Majesty for a reward on behalf of someone else."

"... Is it for the beautiful and brave girl last night? I heard from Ah Heng that she is your wife-to-be, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Ning."

"But didn't I send the reward to the Duke of Ning this morning? Why do you still want it?"

"Shen Zhiyu, be careful of greed!"

Shen Yan's hand paused.

"Rewarded?"

Then how come he didn't know anything from Ning Yuan's inner voice?

Unless she herself didn't know about this.

The person who deserves the reward the most is completely unaware of the reward.

Interesting.

"Sir, don't joke!"

Shen Yan stared, and couldn't help but think of the inner voice he heard last night.

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

But if someone compliments her occasionally, she will be really happy.

This will make her feel that she is being "seen".

Shen Yan thought of the bracelet with a slight crack, looked at his sister's dressing table, and gently opened his thin lips: "What about my reward?"

"What do you want?"

"I want to pick a few new bracelets from the Empress' dressing table."

His Majesty's eyes became increasingly puzzled as he looked at him: "Shen Zhiyu, those are women's jewelry! Have you been single for too long and become a pervert?"

*

Ning Yuan sat in the room, holding the small clothes she brought back from Shen Yan, with a very complicated expression.

The small clothes were stained with a strong scent of cold plums. Combined with the interior layout she observed when she was in his room today, the bed was the closest to the incense burner.

This was probably the extent of being left on his bed for a night.

No, just leaving it there was the best that could happen.

The real situation could be much worse!

For example, he crumpled her undergarment into a ball, sucked it like a cat for a long time, and then stuffed it into his arms and held it tightly for a night. For

another example, he put her undergarment on himself and admired it secretly...

Ning Yuan couldn't help but feel cold when she thought of this.

It really seemed like something a pervert who had been in love with her for a long time would do.

But... could he wear it?

Although he was thin, he had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and was a full head taller than her.

She walked around the mirror holding the undergarment and looked at herself in the mirror.

Wow, what a graceful and beautiful figure.

The skirt that reached her waist was so tight that it bound her waist perfectly, and her figure was as white as snow, plump and straight.

Although her breasts were bigger than Shen Yan's, they didn't seem as broad as his. However, compared with the two, he could probably wear it. She

subconsciously raised her palm and put it close to it to feel it carefully.

What was going on? Her own hands couldn't hold it at all.

It must be that her hands were too small. If it were Shen Yan's...

a pair of slender jade-like hands appeared in her mind.

She liked to see those hands exerting force the most. Every time at this time, the muscles and bones would always be clearly visible.

Her hands unconsciously followed the force, and when she realized what she was doing, her face flushed.

On the other side, Shen Yan was choosing a bracelet from her dressing table, looking a little careless.

When he came to his senses, he found that his hand was wrapped in a white jade bracelet and he was exerting a little force.

His eyes unconsciously fell on the protruding blue veins on the back of his hand, and he suddenly remembered the tenderness that fell in front of him in the carriage.

He frowned, and the temperature behind his ears gradually rose.

Is the small clothes used to... cover there?

...But what kind of mess does Ning Yuan think about all day?