Zhan Chun - Chapter 25
This was a gift from Yichun's mother before she came down the mountain. They were a very kind family; perhaps only such a warm and loving family could produce a daughter like Yichun. Seeing Yichun's mother's kind smile always reminded him of his own mother; that handkerchief felt as if his mother had made it for him herself, warming his heart.
Suddenly, a series of light, slightly chaotic footsteps came from outside the window, as if they were trying to avoid something.
Yang Shen blew out the candle flame, and saw a slender shadow flash past the window.
He leaped up and swiftly opened the door, bumping right into the shadow. She seemed startled and quickly retreated, silently leaping over a pot of peonies.
Yang Shen shouted sternly, "Who goes there!" and reached out to grab her.
The shadow remained silent, hesitantly exchanging a few blows with him, and then, realizing he was no match, it leaped away.
Before she could react, he grabbed her back and used too much force, and with a "rip" sound, a piece of fabric on her back was torn.
Yang Shen felt a large expanse of fair skin suddenly appear before his eyes. Instinctively, he quickly let go of her hand and heard her let out a soft cry, her voice melodious.
It's her?!
Yang Shen was slightly taken aback. Seeing that she was still trying to escape, he no longer cared about her disheveled appearance. Seeing her long hair hanging messily behind her, he pulled her back without any pity. She immediately burst into tears, half-shrinking her body and looking up at him pleadingly.
Ningning has a small, delicate, and pitiful face.
She whispered, "Please, let me go."
Yang Shen had long suspected her identity was special, and now seeing her strange attire and extraordinary skills, he had no reason to let her go. He immediately asked coldly, "Who exactly are you? What do you want?"
With tears in her eyes, she said, "I...I just couldn't sleep and came out for some fresh air. Aren't you also awake so late at night, young master? Please let go of me, you're hurting me."
Yang Shen simply wrapped her long hair around his hand a few times and said coldly, "Why don't I take you to ask Young Master Yan now?"
She was indeed scared, clinging tightly to his arm like a drowning animal, trembling uncontrollably.
"I... I didn't want to either, but my father was under house arrest, so I had no choice."
Yang Shen said "Oh" and then asked, "Then tell me what's the reason for this unavoidable situation?"
She said in a trembling voice, "I can't say! I know you and my sister are both very good people, I would never harm you. Please, young master, spare me!"
Unfortunately, no matter how much she begged and pleaded, he remained unmoved. Yang Shen lacked Yi Chun's kindness; in some ways, he was quite ruthless.
Ningning was at her wit's end when she suddenly heard footsteps approaching from not far away. Yang Shen was pulling her hair, seemingly intending to hide in the shadows and interrogate her more closely. Before she could react, she let out a heavy groan and gasped, "Ah! You...please, be gentle!"
After saying that, she snuggled into his arms as if she had no bones.
When he tried to push her away, she pressed her face against his hand instead, a seductive gesture that bordered on coquettish.
Just as Yang Shen was about to exert himself, he suddenly heard Nai Nai's voice from ahead: "Hey! What are you two doing in the middle of the night?! If you're going to have an affair, at least find a nice place!"
He reacted instantly, feeling both ashamed and angry. His cheeks felt like they had been licked by flames. He slapped Ningning's shoulder hard, but when he touched her, she felt wet and smelled fishy.
It's blood?!
Ningning let out a muffled groan, then suddenly hugged him tightly, her legs coiling around his waist like a snake.
Nana quickly covered her face and ran away, muttering to herself, "He doesn't seem like a good person at all. He's definitely a bad character! Ugh, I saw something dirty in my eyes!"
Ningning couldn't help but chuckle, her voice trembling, "Young Master, please don't force me. Look at my current state; if I were to shout, it would only damage your reputation. And what would your senior sister think if she found out?"
Yang Shen was furious and raised his hand to slap her, but she slipped to the ground and quickly tore off the handkerchief from his waist and stuffed it into her arms.
“If you tell anyone about what happened between us tonight, I have something even better to tell your senior sister.”
She chuckled softly, "Anyway, someone has already seen what's going on between us, so we can't hide it from her anymore. It's a pity that you like her so much, but she treats you like a bad guy."
Yang Shen didn't speak, just stared at her. He already had a villainous face, but now that he was truly serious, he was actually quite unsettling.
Ningning forced a smile and said, "Why don't we just pretend we never met tonight? Otherwise, I'll show this handkerchief to your senior sister. Guess how she'll react when she hears that we're in love? She certainly won't be upset, right?"
Seeing that Yang Shen remained silent with a cold gaze, she suspected that he intended to kill her and couldn't help but take a step back.
He put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "You won't tell because you're injured. If it gets out of hand, I'll only get a reputation for being a womanizer, but you might not be able to save your life."
She was shocked that this innocent young man didn't care at all, and felt a chill run down her spine.
He added, "I don't care what grudges you have with Yan Yufei, if you provoke me and my senior sister, I will never let you off the hook. My senior sister cares about you a lot, and I don't want her to think that she has encountered another person with ulterior motives. You can leave now; you know what to do."
Ningning stared blankly as he turned and left, then suddenly, as if bewitched, she raised the handkerchief high: "Then... this handkerchief is yours."
He said calmly, "You've touched me, I'm dirty, I don't want it."
She was speechless.
Sure enough, Ningning went to visit Yichun the next day. When Yang Shen saw her, he did not react at all, just like before.
"Ningning, are you not used to sleeping here? You look terrible." Yichun, still with her face painted with graffiti, asked her with concern.
She forced a smile: "It's just that the wind is strong at night, so I really can't sleep well."
The injury on her shoulder was still throbbing. She didn't know what kind of poison was applied to the silver needle Yan Yufei had used, and although she swallowed two antidote pills, they had little effect. The wound was still painful and numb, and her arm was somewhat unresponsive. Although she was anxious, there was nothing she could do.
Nana came in carrying a medicine bowl to change Yichun's dressing. Hearing what she said, she snorted coldly, rolled her eyes at Yang Shen with disdain, and muttered, "She didn't do anything good all night, so she didn't sleep well!"
Yi Chun asked curiously, "What do you mean?"
Nana pouted and muttered, "You made me see something unclean. If I get a sty, I'll definitely come after you... You, as my senior sister, should spend more time disciplining your junior brother. He's still young. What if he goes astray in the future?"
Yichun glanced at Yang Shen, whose expression was also not good; he lowered his head and remained silent.
She then laughed and said, "No, Yang Shen is a good person; he wouldn't do anything bad."