Chapter 40 Provoke

Pei Zixing's gaze paused for a moment, then he smiled.

"It's rare." This book is exclusively compiled by the LK team for you. Shen Yan raised his eyebrows: "What's rare?"

"It's rare to see you so childish."

Shen Yan lowered his eyes and pursed his lips: "Just the truth."

"Really?" Under the moon, Pei Zixing stood up, and the two shadows walked side by side. "According to Miss Ning's temperament, if she was not angry, she should not leave such a heavy bite mark."

He deliberately put the emphasis on the word "bite mark".

Shen Yan was speechless for a long time, and snorted softly, "You do understand her."

Pei Zixing thought to himself that he might not know Ning Yuan very well.

At first, he just thought that she was no different from other ladies.

Gentle, quiet, always a little distant and timid when talking to men.

Later, after knowing her for a long time, he found that she actually had her own world in her heart, which was not changed by external things.

But her side was far from the concept he had been taught since childhood, and he could not fully understand her for the time being.

But Shen Yan was different.

They had known each other since childhood, and he knew his temper too well. He

was mean and taciturn, but his heart was as delicate as a hair.

There were few things that he cared about, and even fewer people he cared about. Even though he had said in the past that he wanted to break off the engagement with Ning Yuan, it was because he felt that he could not bring her happiness and respect.

Otherwise, even if he was not in the mood for love, he could just marry her home and raise her well.

Shen's is a top-class family, so naturally they would not want her to be short of food. This book is exclusively compiled by the LK team. There are many couples in this world who are not in love but can spend their lives together.

A man who thinks that marriage has nothing to do with love begins to worry about whether it is appropriate for her to marry him. Isn't this another kind of care?

Not to mention that he has now given up the idea of ​​breaking off the engagement.

Seeing him jealous, Pei Zixing is even more certain of his inner judgment.

Shen Yan has fallen in love with her without knowing when.

Pei Zixing looked at him deeply: "If you really care about her, don't provoke her."

"What do you know?" Shen Yan said disdainfully.

"I am a few years older than you, so I naturally understand better than you."

Both of them who have never been involved in love affairs think that they know better than each other.

Pei Zixing said: "A real man should be gentle and patient with a little girl."

"Why? General Pei, there are few girls in the capital who are gentle and patient with you? Otherwise, why are you still single?"

Shen Yan said bluntly.

He knew very well that if Ning Yuan was really a gentle and quiet person, he might not care about her at all.

She was too unique in his life. She

seemed gentle, but actually tough; she seemed cowardly, but actually bold.

It was because of her provocation that their lives began to intersect.

"Look at you, you played the flute outside the wall for a long time gently and patiently, and in the end, you even said thank you, and it had to be handed over by Shen." He said kindly.

"I play the flute, not to plot against her."

"I just saw that she was sad, and wanted to help her calm down."

"What she did and who she met is her own business. Since she asked you to thank her on her behalf, it means that the flute music worked on her. My goal has been achieved, and it is worth my half night."

Shen Yan glanced to the side and saw the frankness in his friend's eyes. For a moment, he was unsure about how Zixing felt about her.

Shen Yan pursed his lips and thought to himself that he definitely could not be so selfless.

He didn't even want to see the two of them find a remote place to chat alone.

*

In the early morning light, the servant led Mingjue to Ning Yuan's yard.

At that time, Ning Yuan was cooking ham porridge in the small kitchen.

"Miss Ning, are you making breakfast?" Ming Jue asked politely, "I can smell the fragrance from a long distance away!"

This book is exclusively compiled by the LK team for you. The young master is stingy and unwilling to share.

In fact, he has long coveted Miss Ning's cooking skills.

The pot was steaming, and she said, "Do you want a bowl?"

Ming Jue nodded hurriedly.

The servant who came with him also asked for a bowl of porridge. Although there was no place to sit in the small courtyard, eating porridge while holding a bowl also added a lot of fireworks.

Ming Jue is Shen Yan's confidant, so he came here to pass on Shen Yan's message.

"Does your young master want to see me for something?" Ning Yuan asked.

Ming Jue is actually quite satisfied with Ning Yuan, the future young lady.

She is beautiful, kind-hearted, intelligent, and not arrogant. More importantly, she can charm his son.

But his son refused to admit it. Not

only did he refuse to admit it, but when he told him to come in the morning, he also warned him: "Don't tell her about it, or I will skin you alive."

Tsk, so fierce, no wonder he has not married yet after being engaged for nearly 20 years.

But who let the son have a good subordinate who cares about him?

He will definitely help him please his wife!

So he held the bowl of porridge and said: "I haven't seen you for a few days. Our son misses you very much, so he sent me to ask if you are free tomorrow? He wants to invite you to enjoy the lotus."

"Enjoy the lotus?" Ning Yuan hesitated, "Where to go?"

"The Princess's Mansion." Mingjue said with determination.

Go to the Princess's Mansion to appreciate the lotus?

... That must be a progress.

Ning Yuan thought for a moment and agreed: "Okay."

Ming Jue didn't expect Ning Yuan to agree so quickly, and then took out a package: "Miss Ning, you will change into this then, and the young master will send someone to pick you up."

"This... what is this?"

Ming Jue said mysteriously, "No need to say more now, you will know when you go back."

He remembered the

young master's words - "Tell her that maybe because of what happened last time, the princess did not send her an invitation this time. If she wants to go, she needs to change into this dress and pretend to be a maid in the mansion to go in with me, so as to conceal her identity."

Ming Jue was not quite sure what "last time" meant, but he knew that it would be useless to ask.

He followed suit and said, "The young master is still thinking about what happened last time. He said that the princess did not send you an invitation this time. If you want to go in with him, you must change into this dress."

What happened last time...?

Ning Yuan's eyes fell on the package, and became extremely complicated. Most

likely, there was nothing serious in this package.

She asked suspiciously, "Does he have anything else for you to bring to me?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Ming Jue's mind turned quickly.

He was determined to help Miss Ning and the young master get together as soon as possible!

He said, "The young master said that he is looking forward to meeting you. If this trip is pleasant, you will meet many more days in the future!"

Ning Yuan said "Oh" softly, chewing out the hidden meaning from his words.

Only if she wears this dress and makes Shen Yan happy, he will take her into the princess's mansion and continue to help her in this matter.

Otherwise, nothing will be discussed.

After sending Ming Jue away, Ning Yuan took the package back to her room, carefully unpacked it, and saw that it was a brand new maid's outfit.

...No?

She originally thought it was a more daring and revealing dress like light gauze, but she never thought it was just a maid's cotton dress.

However, she didn't expect that Shen Yan actually had this habit.

No wonder there has never been a woman around him to serve him.

It turns out that he only likes to let the people he likes to dress up for him.

Ning Yuan stared at her clothes, her brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

When the inner voice broke into Shen Yan's mind, he paused while reviewing official documents, and a soybean-sized ink spot spread on the paper.

What is his hobby?

How come he doesn't know it himself?

Ning Yuan took off her dress and put on this maid's outfit. When she stood in front of the mirror, she felt that the four words "clothes make the man" really made sense.

By replacing her usual preference for light gauze with cloth, the noble lady's elegance was weakened a lot, adding a lot of approachability.

The cloth was a little rough and plain, but it made her skin look delicate and tender.

When she raised her eyes, the water in her eyes also looked particularly pitiful. She

was as adorable as a rabbit with white fur but covered with grass clippings in the mountains.

She remembered a storybook at the right time - "The Romantic Young Master and the Pretty Girl".

The young master studied hard late at night, buried his head in writing, and the cute little girl added fragrance to his sleeves.

When his sleeve gently brushed the back of his hand, he grabbed the slightly rough cloth with his backhand, and then climbed up her delicate hand.

The little girl had longed for the young master for a long time, but she had to cater to his hobbies half-heartedly, and said coquettishly: "Young Master, don't."

Ning Yuan thought about it and couldn't help laughing.

He was really playing around.

Shen Yan listened to her thoughts with a sullen face.

For some reason, he inexplicably recalled her voice that was always as soft as spring rain. She placed her bare hands on his chest, her eyes sly, and smiled, "Sir, don't."

After saying that, she pinched it provocatively.

When he came to his senses, he found that the ink had already smeared all over the official document.

He crumpled the paper into a ball and called out in a cold voice, "Ming Jue."

Ming Jue was in a good mood and pushed the door open, "I'm here!"

A ball of paper fell on his head.

"Go tell Ning Ze that the one just now was not rigorous enough. Rewrite a new one and give it to me."

Ming Jue opened the ball of paper and saw that the inside was smeared all over.

In the past, when the young master was angry, he would only crumple the official document into a ball of paper, but now he is so angry that he splashes ink on it?

Master Xiao Ning is indeed inexperienced and still needs experience.

Ming Jue agreed immediately: "Yes, I will go now!"

He just turned around, but heard a "clang" sound of metal hitting the ground. Looking back, he saw Shen Yan's sword at his feet.

He tried to persuade him: "Sir, don't do that! Lord Xiao Ning is the only successor to the Duke of Ning, and he is also your future brother-in-law. No matter how angry you are, you can't let me kill him with one sword!"

"Not killing him." He sat on the chair, legs crossed, and said in a deep and cold voice, "Skinning you is not enough to make me feel better. Find a place to end your life."

...

He knew everything?

How did he know?

Why is he angry now? Tomorrow he should know how happy it is to have such a caring subordinate!

Ming Jue was secretly complaining, his body trembling, he wanted to cry but couldn't, "Young Master, don't do this kind of thing..."

Shen Yan accurately extracted "Young Master" and "Don't" from his words, and shame appeared in his usually cold eyes.

"You'd better get out of here as soon as possible, and don't let me see you again today."

"Yes, yes, get out now..."

Ming Jue left in a hurry, turned around and looked at the tightly closed door, secretly indignant.

He was waiting for him to feel that he was really fragrant one day!

Ning Yuan was invited by Shen Yan to attend the flower viewing banquet of the eldest princess. In order to avoid disputes with Ming Wei, she also considerately chose to leave through the side door of her mansion. Naturally, her father would not object, but felt relieved that she was finally considerate and sensible.

The next day, Ning Yuan changed her clothes as promised and waited, and saw Shen Yan's carriage slowly stop in front of the door.

Although she was extremely puzzled by Shen Yan's strange habit, it was ultimately someone else's private matter, and she never liked to owe favors to others.

Since he asked for something, it was only natural for her to repay him within a reasonable range, and it was not wrong to pretend to be a maid and serve tea and water.

As long as he didn't ask her to have sex with him, it would be fine.

But she is still pregnant, he should not be such a beast.

With her thoughts racing, she got on the carriage and saw Shen Yan with his eyes closed.

The carriage started slowly, but Shen Yan still had no intention of paying attention to her.

She considered whether to greet him, and was entangled in what identity she should use to greet him.

Is it Ning Yuan, the eldest daughter of the Ningguo Mansion?

Or is it Ning Yuan, the pretty girl under this skin?

She thought about it and felt that Mingjue had hinted to this extent that day. If she still kept the airs of a young lady, it would seem very ignorant.

A woman who achieves great things can bend and stretch.

After she made up her mind, she walked to the small table where Shen Yan was leaning on one hand, picked up the teapot beside him, and poured him a cup of tea.

When she put it in front of him with both hands, she did not forget to brush her sleeves across his cold face, sending a burst of sweet fragrance.

"Shen, Mr. Shen."

The voice was soft, with a thousand twists and turns at the end.

Shen Yan felt his eardrums vibrating.

He was afraid that Ning Yuan would misunderstand, so he pretended to sleep and ignored her, thinking that if he took her to the mansion, her suspicion would be gone.

Why did she rush to provoke him?

Seeing that he was still pretending to sleep with his eyes closed, unmoved, Ning Yuan thought: He is not satisfied with this?

The girl frowned for a moment, holding her dress, she slowly squatted in front of him, and gently tugged at his sleeve: "Young Master... why don't you say anything?"

Her voice was even softer than before.

It seemed that she would not stop until she provoked him.

Shen Yan's lips were straightened, he slowly opened his eyes, pulled the sleeve from her hand, and continued to close his eyes.

In just a moment, Ning Yuan saw that his eyes were clear and not sleepy at all, and she was even more certain that he was not satisfied.

... What if he was dissatisfied and threw her out of the car later?

Wouldn't it be a waste of all the previous efforts?

Ning Yuan bit her lip and reached her hand into his big sleeve with determination.

The slender fingers were about to hook and entwine to open his fingers, but he suddenly pulled his hand back, and finally couldn't help frowning and said coldly: "Miss Ning, please be normal."

Normal?

... What is normal?

Ning Yuan pondered for a moment and suddenly realized.

The key to playing a pretty girl is to be reluctant but also willing.

But she was too frank, as if she was completing a mission.

It seems that she is not shy enough.