Chapter 335: Transaction, And Another Transaction

Seeing Ning Xueyan here, Wen Xueran also felt surprised. He took two steps back, looked at the name of the private room above, and then, under Ning Xueyan’s surprised gaze, he walked in with a calm expression, shaking the folding fan in his hand. A pair of peach blossom eyes were bewitching and burning, inherently carrying a romantic bearing.

The familiar expression on that city-toppling handsome face made Ning Xueyan quite speechless. She really didn’t feel that she and Wen Xueran were that familiar.

But the person had already come in, and it was also a familiar person, so she really couldn’t ignore him.

Helplessly, she stood up and smiled at Wen Xueran, “Young Master, did you enter the wrong private room?”

“Yes, the character on the outside looked quite similar, but it turns out I went the wrong way. But it’s not bad, being able to meet Fifth Miss is also truly fate.” Wen Xueran naturally raised a handsome face comparable to a woman’s, not at all feeling that he and Ning Xueyan were unrelated, and that it was so inappropriate to be in the private room.

“Young Master, you went the wrong way, aren’t you afraid that someone is waiting there?” Ning Xueyan was stunned for a moment and raised a question.

“It’s okay, let her continue to wait!” Wen Xueran said indifferently. The corner of his mouth lifted, and he consciously sat down on the chair opposite Ning Xueyan, looked at the teacup placed in front of him, and a faint smile appeared on his face, “Fifth Miss, are you waiting for someone?”

Since he sat down so generously, Ning Xueyan naturally couldn’t appear petty. She sat down beside her own chair. Fortunately, when he came in, the door of the private room was still open, so the two of them weren’t considered to be exchanging things in private.

“I happened to meet my cousin and said a few words.” The smile at the corner of Ning Xueyan’s mouth was natural and faint.

“Ming Yuanhua?” Wen Xueran seemed to not immediately remember who Ning Xueyan’s cousin was. After thinking for a moment, he asked, revealing a few points of interest in his lustrous peach blossom eyes. The crimson corner of his mouth hooked, and on the face that was more beautiful than a woman’s, he carried a bewitching smile.

“Precisely.” Ning Xueyan nodded honestly.

“But this time, the Imperial Selection’s problem, the people of the Duke’s Mansion made things difficult for Fifth Miss?” Wen Xueran shook the folding fan in his hand, not at all feeling that he had no status to inquire about this matter.

“Young Master has thought too much.” Ning Xueyan leaned back.

She didn’t know what Wen Xueran wanted to do. She felt that she wasn’t familiar with this Young Master either. How come when it came to him, he put on a look of familiarity and lack of restraint, and even specially leaned his head over a bit, and the hot air he exhaled when he spoke, blew onto Ning Xueyan’s face.

Sensing her resistance, Wen Xueran didn’t care at all, nor did he come closer. He leaned back, lazily watching the corners of Ning Xueyan’s mouth slightly rise. A trace of ripples flashed in his peach blossom eyes, and he said playfully, “Fifth Miss, it’s truly the right choice to find Ming Yuanhua. Thinking back then, the Ming Residence was not only a high-ranking official in the court, but also produced a martial champion of the dynasty, and the person he married was also a Princess, which could be called the glory of a noble clan.”

Ning Xueyan knew about the matter of her uncle being the martial champion, but Ning Xueyan knew about the matter of her aunt being a Princess of the previous dynasty for the first time.

Thinking about it, it’s also right. With the status of the Ming Residence at that time, marrying a Princess didn’t seem like a big deal. No wonder when she first saw her aunt, although her clothing and accessories weren’t gorgeous, her temperament was superb. One look and you knew she came from a large aristocratic family, which was definitely not something that a family like the Duke’s Mansion, of only a dozen years, could cultivate.

“Unfortunately, the previous dynasty has already passed. The former martial champion could only be subordinate to others, and the Princess of that year faded out of the crowd, and even the once arrogant and lively young lady of the noble clan was dropped from the position of legal wife. Beautiful woman, tragic fate, and in the end, even her life was not spared.” Wen Xueran said regardless.

These words were not loud, as if a murmur of intimate lovers. The corner of his mouth held a smile, without a trace of anger, and was completely the attitude of an outsider. Speaking from that angle, but the meaning of these words, made Ning Xueyan’s hands on both sides, tightly clenched.

The so-called once lively young lady of the noble clan, what he was referring to should be Madam Ming! A favored daughter of heaven with all-around superiority, being able to cultivate such a personality, was only right. But since she had memory, Madam Ming had always not smiled, and also carried a faint melancholy. The deep wrinkles between her eyebrows showed how heavy her thoughts were.

All of this, of course, was caused by Ning Zuan and Madam Ling.

“Young Master, what do you mean?” Deeply exhaling a breath, then looking up, the excitement in her eyes disappeared, Ning Xueyan’s eye color returned to calm. Looking at Wen Xueran with her black jade-like eyes, she said coldly. She didn’t think that Wen Xueran, such a romantic Young Master of a noble family, would say such things to her for no reason.

“Fifth Miss, I heard that you were not selected, and that your days in the Duke’s Mansion are difficult. How about we do a transaction, how?” Wen Xueran’s peach blossom eyes carried a trace of brilliance, falling on Ning Xueyan.

Ning Xueyan’s willow leaf eyebrows slightly furrowed. She didn’t feel that she and this bewitching Prince Min’s Heir had any intersection. Although the two of them had met a few times, the words they had really said were not many. Moreover, she didn’t feel that she had anything that Wen Xueran needed, so where did the transaction come from?

Although his pair of peach blossom eyes seemed burning and affectionate, Ning Xueyan saw a trace of indifference in his eyes, and also profound. Such a person, of course, could not be truly in love with her, so only then would he say such words. Then his words were very much worth pondering, what was he doubting?

“Young Master, I am doing well in the Duke’s Mansion. I came to find my cousin, just to ask about my uncle’s health. Why does it involve so many things with the Young Master? It’s really a coincidence, I still have things to do, so I’ll leave first.” Ning Xueyan looked at the handsome and exquisite Young Master before her, smiled leisurely, stood up, bowed, and walked away decisively.

Regardless of what this Prince Min’s Heir was thinking, nor whether he was doing such a thing for whom, Ning Xueyan felt that it was still better for her to stay away from him. She had a feeling that this seemingly harmless and romantic Prince Min’s Heir, would definitely not be as harmless as he appeared on the surface.

He appeared several times at the scene of Ao Mingyu and Ao Chenyi’s struggle. Even though he didn’t say much each time, it was enough to prove his weight on Ao Mingyu’s side. But his relationship with Ao Mingwan was also good. For a moment, Ning Xueyan couldn’t figure out whose side he was on.

Unlike Prince Li, Prince Min was a person of real power. Wen Xueran, as his only son, was not only city-toppling in appearance, but also had outstanding strength, completely unlike the genuine rakes like Ao Xian could be compared to. But just by looking at his actions when he faced Ao Chenyi, even without speaking, one could tell that there was no difference.

Ning Xueyan even had a feeling that Wen Xueran must know some things that she didn’t.

“Since Fifth Miss has things to do, then let’s chat next time.” Wen Xueran seemed not to have noticed Ning Xueyan’s estranged attitude. He leaned against the back of the chair, languidly bid farewell to Ning Xueyan, looking as if he was so familiar, and those romantic peach blossom eyes even specially threw a flirtatious glance at Ning Xueyan.

It made Ning Xueyan speechless for a moment.

Looking at the delicate young girl’s back disappearing from his sight, Wen Xueran only then stood up. He tapped the folding fan in his hand on his palm, and then put the painting of court ladies together. A smile, elegant and calm, appeared on his face.

After coming out of the private room, he looked at the number on the private room, turned around and went in another direction, and walked to the door of another private room, and reached out to push the door open.

The woman drinking tea inside, turned her head. She was fifteen or sixteen years old, and on her clear face, she carried a somewhat timid feeling. The handkerchief in her hand was almost crumpled into a ball. Seeing Wen Xueran enter the door, the nervousness on her face then faded, and she let out a heavy sigh of relief. She looked up at Wen Xueran.

Such a city-toppling and exquisite man, even a woman couldn’t compare to. Especially those bewitching peach blossom eyes, as if full of tenderness, made people’s hearts tremble upon seeing them. The woman’s face immediately turned red, burning like fire on Wen Xueran’s face, but she was reluctant to move away. This was the noble Young Master who was said to be incomparably handsome!

At this time, if Ning Xueyan was here, she would definitely be surprised. The face of the woman before her, she was familiar with.

“This young lady, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I really have something to do, and I came late, I’m truly very sorry.” Seeing the woman inside, a blush appeared on her fair and tender face, burning like fire. Wen Xueran smiled with satisfaction, and in a romantic manner, he flipped the folding fan in the air, and then it fell back into his hand.

“No…it’s no problem, not long.” The woman was looked at by him until her face was almost burning, and she couldn’t hold back anymore, so she lowered her head and played with the edge of her dress. Her face was full of a blush, “I didn’t expect that it was such a handsome young master who wanted to see me, could it be because he likes me?”

The woman’s mind was filled with all sorts of imaginings for a moment, and the burning on her face became more and more intense.

At that time, she had already been here for a long time. When the handsome guard said that his young master asked her to go over, she had been very uneasy, not knowing if she had provoked those rakes who robbed men and dominated women. Now, after one meeting, she immediately felt that her previous thoughts were wrong.

He was such a perfect person, how could he be that kind of person!

“This young lady, I want to ask, are you from Jiangnan?” Wen Xueran smiled and said, as if he didn’t feel at all that the other woman’s face was red due to his gaze being too burning.

“Yes, that’s right.” The woman said sweetly.

“Do you know that Miss Ning Ziying from the Ning Residence?” Wen Xueran’s smile became more and more gentle. A trace of bewitching charm slid through his affectionate eyes, and he was handsome and bewitching and radiant.

Such handsomeness, such affection. May I ask, which woman could escape the net he cast! The woman nodded vigorously, and she was still afraid that he wouldn’t believe her, so she specially said, “Their home is right next to ours. Although Miss Ziying doesn’t go out on normal days, but the courtyard walls of our two residences are close together. I have seen her several times, and have become friends with her.”

Ning Ziying doesn’t go out much, but the courtyard walls between the two residences aren’t tall. She had seen that beautiful young girl several times on her own upstairs. Everyone was of similar age, and lived nearby, so naturally they had an interest in associating with similar friends. Coincidentally, there were high towers on both sides of the courtyard walls, and they weren’t far apart. After becoming familiar, the two of them would go upstairs and, across the not-so-distant window sills, chat and talk.

“Then, can you do me a favor?” Wen Xueran smiled elegantly.

“You speak.” The woman’s eyes with obsession fell on his handsome face. She only felt that the Young Master before her, in all aspects, was of excellent character. Thinking of him asking her, making her do anything she wanted.

“You come and help me recognize, is this Miss Ning Ziying?” Wen Xueran smiled and took out a painting from his arms, and handed it to the woman’s face. The corner of his mouth slightly hooked, and in his eyes, there were lustrous ripples, and the woman looked at it again and was in a daze. Subconsciously, she reached out and took it.