Chapter 23 (1/2)
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
May I Ask Of You To Like Me
On a beautiful sunny day with a gentle breeze, Pang Wan’s fluttering figure sits on the swing, her face raised in thorough satisfaction, its bright and smooth state restored.
The refres.h.i.+ng breeze kisses her eyelashes, brus.h.i.+ng back the locks of hair by her temples, black hair dancing like flowing clothes, long and slender brows with a straight nose, and her dimples slightly revealed.
This should originally be a charmingly captivating scene of a beauty on the swings.
“Legs stretched out!”
“Toes hooked up!”
“Chin raised high!”
“Lips relaxed, pucker up! Only pucker up a little!”
Several number of hidden weapons shua-shua-shua comes. .h.i.tting her four body parts, and it just so happens, that the final one is pasted between her lips.
Standing by the principle of no wasting, Pang Wan sticks out her tongue, licking that hidden weapon, with one hook, she pulls it into her mouth and eats it —— the hidden weapons being top grade Xiang Fei[1] raisins.
“That little act sure is a fitting addition.” A delicately charming sneer sounds, Jin Bu Yao sits under the confederate rose pergola, leisurely nibbling at some seeds, her skin fairer than snow, vivid beauty equal to none, “Just that licking flowers is considerably fine, but you’d best pa.s.s on licking such dark coloured things like raisin.”
Pang Wan sighs, and jumps down from the swing.
She has been maintaining this posture that is not compatible with the engineering of the human body for far too long, and is feeling somewhat stiff.
“Tired?” Jin Bu Yao casts her a glance, raising her brows in disapproval, “Do you think a pretty looking bearing can be casually put on? You must practice more, persist on practicing, and the plum blossom fragrance shall naturally come along with the bitter cold.”
Pang Wan does not speak, only taking a piece of sweet cake and stuffs it into her mouth in anguish.
Within a short number of days, Jin Bu Yao had already pa.s.sed on many lessons of cla.s.sic peerless beauty style tips, such as “begonia flower spring sleep”, “herbaceous peony drunken nap”, “light and gentle lotus steps” etcetera, etcetera, and each little seemingly simple action, is actually filled with endless efforts: s.p.a.cing between each step, the angle of a head turn, even the frequency of batting eyelashes, must be adjusted depending on differing occasions and differing subjects. What you may think of as a casual movement, may very well be a conclusive operation that has been precisely devised thirty-six thousand times in the person’s mind —— seduction, is a type of imperceptible basic instinct.
“To be a successful peerless beauty of a generation sure is difficult!” Pang Wan swallows the sweet cake into her belly, and bitterly sighs.
“Since you wish to receive the liking of others, naturally, you would need to cater to their pleasure.” Jin Bu Yao also picks up a bright green grape and plops it into her mouth, her gesture graceful, “What I’m teaching you right now, is still only just the very tip of the iceberg.”
Pang Wan purses her lips and does not speak, indeed, it is not easy to be a stunningly beautiful female lead, just seeing Sang Chan display those three special styles in front of Gu Xi Ju alone, says it all.
“Speaking of which, you are still at a very young age, why are you committed to practice the art of seduction?” Seeing her bow her head in a daze, Jin Bu Yao could not help wondering, “Could it be the one you love can only be yearned but cannot be reached?”
Pang Wan shakes her head —— no, not one, but many many! All of which are peerless male leads!
Jin Bu Yao grows increasingly surprised: “Could it be you are burdened with a deeply imprinted blood feud, requiring this art of seduction to seduce and exact revenge on the enemy?”
Pang Wan feels a chill run through her, thinking to herself, could this Beauty Jin also be from the land of Mary Sue? The scenarios she is coming up with are all cla.s.sics.
Jin Bu Yao seeing her not say anything, could only smile to herself: “Don’t you worry, as long as you go through a few years of Nanny Jin’s guidance and teaching, no matter what kind of a person the opposition is, in the end, he will definitely be enticed.” Clearly of slender waist, black hair and fair skin, yet she still insists on calling herself nanny.
“Is Nanny capable of easily capturing the hearts of all men?” Pang Wan with her cheeks resting in her hands, looks at Jin Bu Yao in fascination, “Whoever you wish will fall in love with you, shall definitely fall in love with you, is that right?”
The smile on Jin Bu Yao’s face instantly stiffens.
“……there are still the rare few, that are very, very difficult.” She gazes at Pang Wan, onion-white fingertips swiping over her ink coloured brows, the bright white of her eyes s.h.i.+ning, “Dealing with this type of men, requires special patience.”
Pang Wan nods with seeming understanding.
“How about Nanny put you to a test?” Jin Bu Yao hooks up the corners of her lips, as though she has thought of something extremely interesting, “Have you taken a look at our family’s young master? What kind of a person do you think he is?”
Pang Wan immediately thinks of He Qing Lu’s highly prideful look of cold indifference, and angrily spits out: “No-nonsense, ruthless, narrow-minded!”
Jin Bu Yao chuckles.
“You’re right.” She looks at Pang Wan with infinite affection, “Our family’s young master, is precisely such an extremely difficult subject to conquer.”
“Nanny! You can’t possibly be meaning……” Pang Wan’s eyes widens, her tongue knotted and jaw drops —— she would never have expected that Jin Bu Yao would strike up such an idea upon her own master, this is truly an insanely audacious thing to do!
“Rest a.s.sured, you need only treat Young Master as your training target.” Jin Bu Yao smiles like a blooming flower, with not the slightest trace of timidity nor guilt, “He’s someone whose eyes are set high up in the skies anyway, allowing absolutely no one to enter his spiritual eye[2].”
Pang Wan upon seeing her eyes filled with splendid brilliance, senses the surging of a sort of bad feeling like that of asking a tiger for its skin.
“Nothing will happen between you and the young master.” Jin Bu Yao sweetly smiles, “The He family does not grow seeds of romance, they are born with a piece lacking in their heart, the seven emotions and six sensory pleasures blocked off.”
——turns out He Qing Lu is only a decoration that can only be admired but cannot be eaten!
Pang Wan was a little shocked, although the favourable impression she had of this n.o.ble gentleman had long been washed away, crystal clear, upon thinking that such a figure of extraordinary grace has set foot on the lonely monk road, she really cannot help but sigh.
Occasionally, in the land of Mary Sue there will also be handsome men who would put on the skin of other-worldly masters, an existence belonging to that of the ‘can be admired but cannot be eaten’ species.
“Should you be able to have Young Master’s heart be even half a point affected by you, then you shall be considered to have officially surpa.s.sed your master.” Jin Bu Yao gently taps the between of her brows.
“That simple?” Pang Wan rapidly widens her eyes —— for his heart to be affected, it may not necessarily mean likeable feelings, it may also very well be that of annoyance, such matter of causing He Qing Lu to lose his temper, she has already lost count of how many times she accomplished this.
Jin Bu Yao does not answer her, only turning her face to the side, her skin luminous like beautiful jade. “I would also like to see, will there be a day the rock warms up?” She softly sounds a sigh, deep within her eyes, a sense of loss that one cannot touch upon sweeps past.
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This day, He Qing Lu is currently studying up on mechanisms inside the room, when the sound of playful laughter like that of silver bells suddenly rings from beyond the windows.
His thin lips presses together, brows deeply furrowed —— everyone throughout the entire estate is aware that he has always enjoyed the quiet, how could there be such an impudent and thoughtless maid around?