Chapter 23 Answer
Ning Yuan's heart was beating fast.
She actually asked this question with the answer in mind.
Shen Yan repeatedly helped her and always wanted to take advantage of her. I'm afraid that whether it's soul or body, he has already liked her to a certain extent.
He has recently often mentioned their engagement, and it is impossible that he doesn't like her.
She just wants to hear him say it himself.
Of course, she has also thought about the worst result.
That is, he says that he doesn't like her.
But this man has always been stubborn, and even if he answered like this, she would not believe it.
The story says that love is shown by actions, not words.
What Shen Yan's answer is actually not that important.
Ning Yuan's inner voice blocked the words "Of course not" that were about to come out of Shen Yan's lips.
He seemed to have done a lot for her, but... why?
He had never thought about the reasons.
It was just a matter of convenience for him.
If according to Ning Yuan's inner voice, he had done a lot for her, that meant he liked her, but why did he feel that he would deny it out of his mouth?
Ning Yuan waited patiently for a long time, but in the end, she didn't wait for "like" or "dislike".
Shen Yan just looked at her seriously, which was rare, and asked without joking: "What do you mean by like?"
... What an unexpected answer.
Ning Yuan almost lost her breath.
Although she did not have rich and colorful emotional experiences, she had rich and colorful experience in reading vernacular novels.
She recalled the stories of infatuated men and resentful women, and said carefully: "I like you... probably because I think you are special, and you think I am special, and then... I want to stick with each other all the time, but I don't want to see her get close to others... so, that's why we get married."
Is it special?
Shen Yan deliberately glanced at Ning Yuan.
I don't think so.
She is a little stupid, but sometimes she likes to be smart. She doesn't think deeply and often acts impulsively. Fortunately, she is kind.
But being kind means not being cruel enough, and he will have to clean up the mess for her in the future.
Except that the porridge she cooks is especially delicious, there is nothing special about it.
But she is not a cook, and he is not greedy.
As for wanting to stick with the other person all the time...
such a thing will never happen to him.
He is a person who needs to be alone.
And he does not think that the premise of marriage is love.
He is the only son of the legitimate family and an important pillar of the Shen family in the previous dynasty. For the sake of the family, whether he likes it or not, he cannot escape the fate of getting married.
After this analysis, he quickly came to the conclusion: "If it is according to what you said, then I should not like you."
"I don't think you are special, and I don't like to stick with people all the time. When I saved you that day... it seems that I didn't save you as selflessly as you said."
"I can swim and I have martial arts. I think any capable man with a conscience will not stand idly by and watch you."
These words were like a hammer, knocking Ning Yuan dizzy.
It was rare for her to see Shen Yanshiqi abandon his usual succinctness and instead respond to her words with a long speech.
He was really different to her. How could
this not be love?
She stood there in a daze for a long while: "...So?"
"So, I saved you because I'm kind."
That's not what you call love.
He was destined not to fall in love with anyone in his life.
"But don't worry, I will still marry you." He added.
Ning Yuan seemed to be thinking about something, and her eyes turned strange when she looked at him: "...but if you don't like me, why do you keep talking about marrying me? You have seen these days that I am not a pampered lady, nor a powerful princess."
"You threatened the pampered lady and punished the powerful princess just to clear my name."
"Isn't this called love?"
More than love, she felt that this was simply deep love.
Shen Yan was silent for a rare time.
He found that he could not refute Ning Yuan.
If he only wanted to join forces, he did have a better choice after weighing the pros and cons.
He thought about it and felt that it was probably because of his sense of responsibility.
He and she had so many ambiguous accidents for no reason. If he didn't take the initiative to take responsibility, what difference would he have from a beast?
He was about to speak, but Ning Yuan raised her hand to stop him.
"Okay, you don't have to say anything more. I understand everything."
... What did she understand?
After that, she tiptoed and patted his shoulder, saying earnestly: "Don't worry, I will make you understand."
After that, she bowed and performed a female ceremony, bid farewell to Shen Yan and left.
Shen Yan was stunned in place, staring at the girl's light steps.
He really had never seen such a stubborn person.
Pei Zixing walked over and followed his gaze: "What are you looking at?"
Seeing the girl's flying hair, he said meaningfully: "It turns out to be Miss Ning."
"Actually, I think she is a good person. Don't be so cold to her all the time." Pei Zixing tried to match them up, "You think, you helped her today, she must be very grateful to you in her heart, you should strike while the iron is hot."
Shen Yan took the initiative to ignore the second half of his sentence, and asked rather sensitively: "You think she is a good person?"
"What's good about her?"
The two of them had not spoken for a few times, one praised her in his heart, and the other praised her in front of him. They really have a tacit understanding.
He sneered in his heart.
Pei Zixing said a little embarrassedly: "That day... the day I ran into you walking out the window, I felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach. She is very considerate and had noticed it a long time ago. Later, she specially ordered her maid to bring me a bowl of steaming porridge."
"It seems that she cooked it herself."
He said "Oh" coldly and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Is it delicious?"
"Of course it tastes absolutely wonderful!" After Pei Zixing praised, he saw that Shen Yan's face was getting darker, so he restrained himself and said: "Why... didn't she bring it to you?" This book is exclusively compiled for you by LK team Shen Yan took a deep breath and said: "She has liked me for a long time, how could she not bring it to me?"
"Haha, I guess I still benefited from you!"
Pei Zixing was about to put his arm on his shoulder, but was pushed away by Shen Yan without a word.
He looked carefully and saw that Shen Yan had taken a few quick steps, leaving only a few words of farewell floating towards him in the wind.
"Gone."
Although Shen Yan almost completely denied Ning Yuan's "love theory", he had to admit that she was right about one thing.
He seemed unwilling to see her getting close to other men.
Especially Pei Zixing, who was always praised by her.
Pei Zixing supported his arms, somewhat confused.
After thinking about it, he felt that he was probably obsessed with cleanliness.
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Ning Yuan felt that Shen Yan was not just being stubborn.
Maybe he was so blinded by his own greed that he could not recognize himself.
He was just a piece of wood who did not understand what love was and only knew to do things according to his heart.
In this case, he should understand the difference between "love" and "compromise".
She had been very comfortable these days.
Without Princess Zhaohui's surveillance and Mingwei's nitpicking, she had gained a lot of weight.
In the afternoon, she had nothing to do, and she felt that she couldn't be idle all the time, so she borrowed the kitchen and worked hard for a long time. Finally, she knocked on Shen Yan's door with a five-layer food box in her hands.
Shen Yan knew from her heart that she was coming to see him, so he was the only one left in the room. He was sitting at the desk reading a book to kill time. He had been reading for more than an hour, but he had only read half a page.
He walked to open the door when he heard the sound, and saw Ning Yuan in a goose yellow dress.
He was silent for a moment, took the lunch box from her and said, "I've already had lunch."
She pursed her lips, glanced at him smugly, pointed to the stool at the round table and said, "Sit down."
Shen Yan sat down obediently, and felt that she was training a dog.
It was annoying. Why did he listen to her so much?
Ning Yuan opened the lunch box mysteriously, took out five bowls of various porridges in a row, and then arranged them in front of Shen Yan in order.
He looked up and saw her leaning on the table with a smile on her face.
"Did you make this porridge just for me, or for other generals as well?"
Ning Yuan was obviously stunned for a moment: "Of course it's for you alone."
Shen Yan was relieved to get this definite answer.
But he didn't understand. Does this woman know how to seduce?
If she wants to please him, why not send him a bowl every day.
In this way, I can take the opportunity to see him every day.
Instead of not showing up many times, and finally coming to see him once, I took out a whole row at once.
... Do you want to starve him to death and never see him again?
"What are you doing?"
She was as enthusiastic as a real chef: "This is preserved egg and lean meat porridge, salty; this is pork ribs and hawthorn porridge, sweet and sour; this is mushroom and shrimp porridge, the main word is fresh; this is sweet pumpkin and corn porridge; the last one is mixed vegetable porridge, light and refreshing."
"Try it, which flavor do you like?"
Thank you, in fact, he prefers fish ball soup.
Shen Yan didn't understand why Ning Yuan cooked so many bowls of porridge for him, but looking at her eager eyes, he didn't intend to refuse.
He picked up the spoon, tasted it carefully, and said, "They're both good."
"You can't say they're both good. You must distinguish between what you like and what you don't like."
A soft voice rang in his ears, but another stern voice appeared in his mind.
"As the future head of the Shen family, you can't let others easily guess your preferences. No matter what the taste is, you can't be greedy, otherwise there will be endless troubles..."
"Come on, take this dish away!"
...
Shen Yan pressed his forehead, trying to wipe away his childhood memories, and casually pointed to the bowl of hawthorn pork ribs with Ning Yuan.
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Sweet and sour taste?
Ning Yuan silently remembered it in his heart.
"Look, this is a very good start."
"Don't just go through the motions when you eat, enjoy the process of appreciating the food, and keep your favorite flavors in mind."
"In the future, there will be favorite flowers, favorite colors, and favorite people..."
"In this way, you won't be like a big piece of wood."
After saying that, she looked at him. He was still wearing a pure white suit.
He seemed to only wear this color, with only silver ice plum cracks on his robe, and always with a cool plum fragrance.
However, such a totem and color are very consistent with his temperament.
"Come to think of it, I seem to already know the color you like."
After hesitating for a while, Shen Yan opened his thin lips lightly: "...No."
He looked back at her, his amber pupils filled with some afternoon sunlight.
"I like pink, the pink of peach blossoms, like smoke and clouds, full of vitality."
He lowered his eyes and said with a self-deprecating tone, "It's just that many people say that men shouldn't like such a delicate color."
He never talked about his preferences with anyone other than Ming Jue, and this might be the first time he confided in a woman.
His fingers slightly clenched the cuffs of his sleeves, seeming a little uneasy.
Ning Yuan was a little surprised, blinked, leaned forward slightly, and got closer to him.
"What a coincidence, I like it too."
"When I get old, I will still like it."
"Shen Yan, we actually have the same hobbies, it's incredible!"
Soon, he understood what she meant.
Pink seems to have become a symbol of young women, so when it appears on men or older women, it will always be ridiculed as inappropriate.
She did not follow his words and talk about some empty principles, but expressed her attitude lightly.
Tell him that there is no need to change.
She is really open-minded sometimes.
His fingers loosened slightly.
"Shen Yan, do you still want to drink this porridge?"
"I don't want to waste food. If you don't drink it, I will take it to the backyard of the inn to feed the pigs."
... Sometimes she is too open-minded.
He didn't want the pigs to share her porridge, it would be a waste of food.
"Just leave it here." He instructed calmly.
"By the way, you are a good cook, but why do you always cook porridge? I haven't seen you fry, deep-fry, or stir-fry anything." This book is exclusively compiled by the LK team for you "You can try it next time."
"Fry... fry, deep-fry, or stir-fry?"
Ning Yuan's smile froze on her lips. The
reason why she always cooks porridge is because porridge is easy to make. You only need to wash the rice and cut the vegetables, and then throw them all into the pot, and you don't have to worry about overcooking.
Whenever Ming Wei ordered someone to send her rotten vegetables, she would cut and cook them in the small kitchen, so she practiced the art of making porridge.
But the art of making porridge does not represent the art of cooking.
"Are you embarrassed, Miss Ning?"
He raised his eyes to meet her eyes.
"I helped you so much last time. It shouldn't be difficult for you to cook a dish for me."
Pei Zixing had tasted her porridge, but not her dishes.
This way, he could show off to Pei Zixing.
"It's better to do it today than tomorrow."
Ning Yuan thought that if she kept making excuses for this one dish, it would seem stingy.
Forget it, let it be.
After all, he wanted to eat it, so it's not her fault if it tastes bad.
Ning Yuan reluctantly said "Oh".
"Then I'll take my leave first." Just
as Ning Yuan left, Shen Yan looked at the five bowls of porridge in front of him, and suddenly an idea came to him.
"Ming Jue, go and ask General Pei to come over."
After Ming Jue left, Shen Yan closed the door. In the early summer, he took out the brazier used for winter from under the bed and lit a fire to simmer.
Thinking of the phrase "steaming porridge", he said in a voice that only he could hear: "Don't let it get cold."