Spoiled Eldest Miss x Two-faced Madman

CHAPTER 7: “Miss An, Please?”

　　A man can't say no, especially when Pei Ji is being questioned about his medical skills, his forte. 

　　Whether it's his competitive spirit or the ‘nice guy’ persona he cultivates, he wouldn't refuse this request. 

　　Sure enough, after An Jiu said this, Pei Ji paused slightly, then smiled helplessly, “Alright, then Pei will examine Miss An.” 

　　He switched his folding fan to his other hand, raised his right hand, and the layers of his snow-white elegant sleeves slid down, revealing a section of clean wrist bone.

　　Below the wrist bone was a hand that could be called a masterpiece of nature. The fingers were long, slender, and white, with distinct knuckles. His frame was lean and bony, with thin skin covering his well-defined hand, pale knuckles protruding, and veins winding like distant mountains, exuding an aesthetic blend of beauty and strength. 

　　This hand alone was so beautiful it was hard to look away. 

　　White and clean, it looked like it was carved from jade or cast from ice. 

　　An Jiu's body was also quite good. The young lady had been pampered since childhood, her ten fingers never touching the spring water, making them slender and white, unlike Pei Ji's prominent bones. Her fingertips were a pale pink like peach petals, truly a pair of delicate and boneless red-painted hands. 

　　The man's cool fingertips rested on her white wrist, their hands intertwined, one strong and one delicate, surprisingly complementing each other.

　　An Jiu wasn't a hand fetishist, but she couldn't help but glance at them a few more times. 

　　Unexpectedly, this subtle movement was immediately caught. The man in white slightly raised his eyelids, and under his long eyelashes, his dark eyes, filled with a faint smile, fell upon her face. 

　　“Miss An, what are you looking at?” 

　　His expression was gentle, his gaze smiling, looking so harmless. 

　　An Jiu's heart tightened, quickly snapping out of her daze. 

　　For that moment, she had actually been captivated by his appearance! 

　　An Jiu was quite adept at adjusting her emotions, and in a mere instant, she had regained her composure. 

　　This person's appearance was too deceptive; she had to be more vigilant.

　　Thinking this, on the surface, the girl quickly blinked a few times, biting her crimson lips, and said with displeasure, “What business is it of yours what I'm looking at?” 

　　Her voice lacked strength, her expression a mixture of annoyance and seeming shame. 

　　In short, she was clearly throwing a tantrum for no reason. 

　　Pei Ji looked at her steadily for a moment, then casually looked away, the warmth in his eyes replaced by a coldness deep within his smiling gaze.

　　In his memory, this woman was often like this—getting angry for no reason, causing trouble for no reason, and making life difficult for everyone except He Ziqing. 

　　Incredibly difficult to please. 

　　If she weren't useful, and considering he had just begun his cultivation and needed to lie low, he wouldn't let her get away with this. 

　　【Pei Ji's favorability towards you -5, current -104.】 

　　The system prompt sounded, and An Jiu was surprised: “-104? Wasn't it -101 before? Deducting 5 points should make it -106.” 

　　【As per your request, reminders are not given for points below -5.】 

　　An Jiu realized this as soon as she asked. It must be that this person had stingily bestowed a few points on her sometime between then and now.

　　In other novels, the male leads fall in love at first sight, become captivated at the second meeting, and by the third, they'd give their lives for the female lead. 

　　But here, she starts with -100 favorability, and even with increases, it's only one or two points at a time. He's practically the reincarnation of a modern-day miser! 

　　After all this effort, her favorability rating is even lower than when they first met.　　 

　　An Jiu silently gritted her teeth, filled with resentment. 

　　Sure enough, the villain she admired was truly unique! 

　　Before she could mentally curse him more, a clear, gentle male voice reached her ears: “Miss An has passed the age for martial arts training. Your meridians are already blocked. To try again...the chances are slim.” 

　　Pei Ji's fingers lingered on her wrist for only three seconds before he gracefully withdrew them. 

　　Upon hearing this, An Jiu didn't get discouraged; she'd read about this in books.

　　The An Jiu in the book never practiced martial arts. From beginning to end, she was a burden and liability to the main characters, constantly being protected by the male and female leads, only to betray the female lead with a knife in the end. 

　　But the man in white changed the subject: “However, Pei does have some methods to help Miss An clear the blocked meridians. While it won't make you a supreme martial artist, you can learn some basic self-defense techniques.” 

　　An Jiu's eyes lit up. “Really?” 

　　Ultimately, she still wanted to learn martial arts. Not just out of curiosity, but because she was accustomed to having power in her own hands. 

　　Only by becoming strong herself could she remain undefeated. 

　　An Jiu never placed her hopes on others, even knowing Pei Ji would protect her safety. In this world, she only trusted herself. 

　　Pei Ji opened his folding fan and smiled, “Naturally, it's true. However, the process is somewhat troublesome, and I will be leaving Jiufang City in a few days. I'm afraid I won't be able to treat Miss An.”

　　An Jiu's eyes flickered, noticing his attitude, and immediately began to ponder. 

　　Pei Ji's words implied two meanings: first, he was willing to treat her and teach her martial arts; second, he was about to leave, and he ‘hoped’ she would go with them. 

　　An Jiu thought it over and understood. In her past life, An Jiu had fallen for He Ziqing, which is why she insisted on traveling with them. 

　　In this life, ‘An Jiu’ was saved by the knight Fei Yi, no longer liked He Ziqing, and was unlikely to travel with them. 

　　Pei Ji was subtly guiding her, urging her to go with them. 

　　She was the antidote to his poison, and of course, he had to keep her under his watchful eye. 

　　An Jiu understood all this and gasped inwardly, realizing that this man was not only a skilled actor but also extremely meticulous in his thinking, considering every aspect of the situation.

　　To be honest, he was really going to great lengths for her life. 

　　“Miss An, what do you think?” The elegant voice interrupted An Jiu's thoughts. 

　　She subconsciously looked up and saw Pei Ji sitting in his wheelchair, his back straight, his white clothes as pure as snow, the corners of his pale lips slightly curved upwards. Even in this dark passage, he gave off a radiant and serene aura. 

　　An Jiu pursed her lips and suddenly said, “I'm tired.” 

　　The words came unexpectedly, even Pei Ji couldn't help but be startled. 

　　“What?” 

　　An Jiu looked down at her feet, then back at him, repeating, “My feet are so tired from walking.” 

　　This passage was so long, she didn't know where it led.

　　They had been walking for a long time. This body had never walked so far before; even on her escape from marriage, she had used a carriage. An Jiu's feet were aching. 

　　The smile on the man in white's face faltered. Under the girl's unwavering gaze, his lips slowly straightened, his dark eyes gradually losing their expression. “Miss An, what do you mean by that?”

　　An Jiu forcefully pressed her lips together, preventing herself from laughing out loud. 

　　She coughed, her eyes darting to Pei Ji's lower body. “Doctor Pei, your wheelchair...seems quite comfortable, doesn't it?” 

　　The meaning behind her words was clear to anyone. 

　　Ah Qi, who had been holding back his anger, finally couldn't contain himself anymore. He said roughly, “This woman, what are you scheming?! The young master doesn't hold your rudeness against you, yet you dare to push your luck!” 

　　If the young master weren't present, Ah Qi would have liked nothing more than to slap this disrespectful woman to death. 

　　Pei Ji's gently swaying folding fan stopped. An Jiu was sure that the shock in his eyes was genuine. 

　　“Miss An...are you...trying to take the wheelchair from me, this cripple?” Perhaps because he was too shocked, Pei Ji's tone was unusually uncertain. 

　　He even admitted to being a cripple. 

　　Not in this life, nor in his past life, had he ever seen An Jiu act like this!

　　Did he understand this woman too little? Or had he underestimated her bottom line? 

　　An Jiu quickly shook her head and waved her hands, vehemently denying her shamelessness. “No, no, how could I possibly take Doctor Pei's wheelchair? If I sit, what will you sit on?” 

　　Pausing, under the gradually calming gazes of the master and servant, she whispered, “It's just that, I see your wheelchair isn't small,” she gestured with her fingers, her words tentative, “Perhaps...two people could sit comfortably? Or, we could squeeze?” 

　　The wheelchair was clearly custom-made for Pei Ji, spacious and comfortable, with a back cushion, armrests on both sides, made entirely of precious golden nanmu wood, and equipped with shock absorbers—a luxurious device. 

　　To be honest, An Jiu had her eyes on it from the start. 

　　Pei Ji: “...” 

　　Ah Qi stared wide-eyed, his mouth opening and closing before finally uttering, “You...you, a young lady, how can you be so shameless!”

　　An Jiu suddenly became angry, hands on her hips. “Where am I being shameless! Am I not allowed to rest when I'm tired?” 

　　“The young master is also a man!” 

　　“So what if he's a man? Isn't he a cripple? Those legs are just for show. If I sit beside him, does that defile him?” 

　　“Th-th-this...you...you...you're unreasonable!” 

　　“Isn't Doctor Pei known for his kindness! Why can't you let me squeeze in? I'm small; I won't take up much space. Doctor Pei, you wouldn't be so stingy, would you?” 

　　At this point, An Jiu looked at Pei Ji. 

　　That's right, she was morally blackmailing him. 

　　She didn't really want to take his wheelchair; she was just trying to annoy him.

　　An Jiu had this kind of personality. If someone upset her, she would always retaliate. Even though she was now bound by the system and had to win him over, she had plenty of ways to make him uncomfortable. 

　　The man in white flicked his wrist, and his folding fan snapped open. This fan, which he frequently used, had no decorations, only a flowing character written in thick ink: DOCTOR (医). An Jiu knew, however, that within the thirty-six elegant white fan bones were hidden thirty-six kinds of deadly poisons Pei Ji had developed, each capable of killing invisibly. 

　　His dark eyes rested calmly on her, like two bottomless whirlpools. 

　　Their eyes met. After a moment, the young man raised the fan, covering the lower half of his face. His elegant eyebrows suddenly curved downwards, a smile blooming on his lips: “Alright.” 

　　An Jiu: “Ah...ah?”

　　Pei Ji chuckled lightly. “Miss An is straightforward. Since you don't mind, Pei naturally doesn't mind either.” 

　　He raised his hand and gestured slightly. Ah Qi, resentfully, stopped the wheelchair. 

　　Pei Ji supported himself on the armrest, his body moving with difficulty to make space. He actually cleared a small portion of the wheelchair, his palm facing upwards, gesturing lightly towards An Jiu. “Miss An, please?” 

　　An Jiu was speechless. 

　　The man in white smiled gently at her. 

　　The next second, she jumped up as if her bottom was on fire, lifting her skirt and running towards the front. 

　　“I-I'll go ask how much longer it will take them!” 

　　Watching the girl's rabbit-like escape, Pei Ji's eyes darkened, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch upwards. 

　　“Tsk.”

　　A low chuckle faded quickly into the air. 

　　【Pei Ji's favorability towards you +10, current -94.】 

　　The electronic sound echoed in her mind, slowing An Jiu's running steps. She lowered her eyes, silently curving her crimson lips. 

　　When she looked up again, her expression had returned to normal.

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