After understanding this, Shen Ning did not intend to embarrass this disciple in black anymore.
You know how many disciples she had walked around the Zixiao Pavilion in the morning and were sent to the back mountain to think about their mistakes.
"Okay, you can go out, I have no other instructions." She waved her hand.
The disciple in black breathed a sigh of relief and hurried out as if she had been granted amnesty. When he reached the door, he couldn't help but glance at her secretly from the corner of his eyes, and then disappeared into the darkness.
Shen Ning blew out the candle, took out the luminous pearl from her sleeve, and placed it on the bedside.
The soft light of the night pearl filled the room faintly, gentler than the moonlight.
She was lying on a bed made of agarwood. The quilt was light and soft, as if she was lying on the clouds. She couldn't help but muttered: "This old fox really knows how to enjoy!"
At the end of the day, she was very tired from the battle of wits and strength with the Master of Zixiao Pavilion. Thinking that she would continue to fight the old fox tomorrow, she had to keep up her energy.
She closed her eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.
I don't know when, suddenly there was a person in the room, as quietly as a fallen leaf, silently walking towards the bed step by step.
The man stopped in front of the bed, bent slightly, and stared at her in her sleep.
Her breathing was heavy and she slept very peacefully. She had no idea that someone around her was staring at her all the time. She didn't know what sweet dream she was having. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with a comfortable smile on her face. Her expression was very similar. A child sleeping next to his mother.
The man's eyes were fixed on her face, unable to look away at all. Even when she fell asleep, she was full of attractive charm.
"You girl, you finally stop being so weird when you fall asleep, and you no longer think of weird ways to torture me."
The man whispered, slowly leaned over, and his long, jade-like fingers touched a strand of hair on her temples, and held them together for her, his eyes full of tenderness.
"If you want to find someone to chat with, why don't you come to me? I'll tell you whatever you want to know."
As he spoke, he sat down in front of the bed and stared at her.
Shen Ning was sleeping soundly and didn't hear anything at all. She turned over, faced the inner bed, and continued to sleep deeply.
The man pulled up the quilt that had been kicked aside for her, smiled softly, and shook his head, as if he were looking at a naughty child who loves to kick the quilt.
"I thought you were such a stable girl. You were like a child when you were sleeping, and you asked me to call you aunt. Look at you, you are too young to be my sister."
His face was slightly tilted to one side, and the soft light of the night pearl shone on his face. His eyebrows were picturesque, and he was refined from Tsinghua University. He was the Young Master with a Thousand Faces.
Sitting in front of Shen Ning's bed, he whispered to himself, as if to her, but more to himself.
"As soon as you came, you girl turned the pavilion upside down. So many brothers and sisters were sent to the back mountain to think about their mistakes because of you, but you girl slept well here! My adoptive father was also punished. You girl is so angry that you are so angry. I heard that he even smashed his most beloved paperweight into powder. You girl is really powerful. What kind of person is my adoptive father? Everyone who sees him is not trembling with fear and anger. You are the only one who dares to speak out. Not only do you dare to speak loudly in front of him, but you also dare to make him throw something in anger. Aren't you afraid that he will get angry and kill you? "