The Trick to Teasing a Noble Family's Son - Chapter 17

The three of them looked towards the sound and saw someone leaning against a tree trunk, one hand resting on a bent knee, with a calm and indifferent expression. Wei Lan and the Third Prince, Su Cheng, fell silent.

Wei Lan thought carefully about how to explain the beauty so he wouldn’t be angry.

Su Cheng, on the other hand, was wondering where all these people came from when he was having a secret meeting with his lover ?!!

Only Wang Wanqing returned to the main topic, incredulously saying, “Fourth Brother?”

“I have a name and a surname, and I have no relationship with Miss Wang. Please show some respect,” Xie Zichen glanced at Wang Wanqing and spoke indifferently. Memories from his dream came flooding back.

How good he had been back then, treating her like a dear sister.

She wanted to break off the engagement, and he took the family’s pressure for her;

She wanted to enter the palace, and he secretly helped her in;

She wanted to gain a foothold beside the Third Prince’s side, and he became the Third Prince’s person;

She became the imperial concubine and fought with other women in the palace, and he helped her in secret;

In the end, when the Third Prince was apprehensive of him and wanted to kill him, he led a rebellion but never thought of killing her or her child. Instead, he wanted her to become the Empress Dowager.

But what happened in the end?

She conspired with that scoundrel Zhang Sheng and killed him with a knife.

He remembered how she had protected him in their childhood, but she completely forgot how he had helped her for so many years.

Such an ungrateful and foolish woman; In this lifetime, he did not want to see her ever again.

Hearing Xie Zichen’s words, Wang Wanqing’s face turned pale. Wei Lan, however, was delighted. Out of courtesy, she did not rub salt in the wound, but her eyes were fixed on Xie Zichen, full of support.

Xie Zichen gave her a light glance, unable to hide his disdain for her foolish expression. He elegantly descended from the tree, and Wei Lan quickly took the opportunity to catch him mid-air, holding him gently, “Be careful, don’t fall…”

Xie Zichen was used to Wei Lan’s eccentric behavior. When he landed, he stood still, while Wei Lan held his waist, peach blossoms fluttering around them and Wei Lan gazed at him affectionately.

The air was quiet for a moment.

Wang Wanqing and Su Cheng both fell silent.

Xie Zichen maintained a calm expression and said coldly, “Keep your hand away from me.”

Wei Lan, immersed in the joy of how well-proportioned and pleasant Xie Zichen’s muscles felt, realized her action was too forward upon hearing his words. She coughed lightly, awkwardly retracting her hand, thinking that beauty indeed could lead one astray. Even a woman with her self-control couldn’t help but act indecently.

While Wei Lan was lost in thought, Xie Zichen stepped forward to greet Su Cheng, bowing respectfully, “Greetings, Third Prince.”

Su Cheng’s expression was awkward, but he quickly regained composure, smiling, “It’s the Fourth Young Master Xie.”

Xie Zichen nodded and said directly, “I was passing by here for a leisurely stroll. If there’s nothing else, I won’t disturb you.”

Seeing Xie Zichen not mentioning Wang Wanqing, Su Cheng’s expression improved significantly. He thought this was a tactful person. He and Wang Wanqing were just casual acquaintances. This girl came to him and he naturally had no reason to refuse. He smiled, “Fourth Young Master Xie, please enjoy your stroll. We won’t disturb you.”

Xie Zichen nodded, turned, and left. After a few steps, he noticed Wei Lan still standing there and frowned, “Aren’t you leaving?”

Wei Lan was slightly stunned, seeing Xie Zichen waiting for her. She then smiled, bowed to Su Cheng, and said, “Third Prince, I’ll take my leave as well.”

Seeing Wei Lan, Su Cheng’s face darkened, and he coldly said, “Get lost,” then turned away. Wei Lan, seeing the beauty’s annoyance, felt delighted. She quickly caught up with Xie Zichen, sighing, “I never thought the Third Prince would be such a beauty.”

Xie Zichen gave her a cold glance, “Daring to covet the Third Prince, do you have a death wish?”

“There is a saying,” Wei Lan raised an eyebrow, looking at Xie Zichen meaningfully, “Dying under the peony flowers, even as a ghost is romantic.”

Xie Zichen looked straight ahead, as if he didn’t see her pointed gaze. Today he was wearing an ordinary black robe with a simple half-tied hairstyle making the attire appear luxurious due to his gorgeous face.

Ordinary people need to find ways to wear clothes in order to appear beautiful, but beauties use their appearance to make their clothes look splendid.

Seeing Xie Zichen remain silent, Wei Lan decided to be more direct.

“But, in this world, the only peony I would happily die for is the Fourth Young Master Xie.”

Xie Zichen finally looked at her with a hint of mockery in his eyes, but asked another question, “Is Xie Jie participating today?”

“He’s planning to create a reason to deceive you, so he’s not participating.”

“Alright,” Xie Zichen nodded, “Then you should stay out of the competition today.”

Wei Lan raised an eyebrow, “Why?”

“Chaos.” Xie Zichen only said this one word and then stopped speaking. Wei Lan thought about his words. They were now deep in the forest, with no one else around. Wei Lan suddenly remembered, “Seeing Wang Wanqing flirting with the Third Prince, aren’t you angry?”

“Angry about what?” Xie Zichen’s face remained calm, “She has nothing to do with me. Why would I be angry?”

“Fourth Young Master,” Wei Lan sighed, seemingly emotional, “I wonder when I will make you feel such emotions.”

Xie Zichen didn’t respond. Wei Lan saw that this place was secluded, with peach blossoms flying around and Xie Zichen standing quietly beside her. She couldn’t help herself but grab his hand, pulling him into her arms and pressing him against the tree.

Xie Zichen looked at her calmly, and Wei Lan laughed softly, her voice gentle, “I wonder if the Fourth Young Master feels any anger now?”

Xie Zichen didn’t speak, but Wei Lan felt something cold against her abdomen.

What a fast skill, what a fast knife.

Wei Lan thought regretfully, seeing Xie Zichen lower his gaze to his dagger, saying indifferently, “Wei Shizi can try to anger me, but I’m not sure how deep this knife will go into your abdomen.”

Actually, Wei Lan didn’t intend to do anything.

She was used to being flirtatious, always patient with beauties. She enjoyed seeing them get conquered step by step, from a dead-set rejection to being utterly devoted to her. She always withdrew gracefully, parting on good terms, and compensated them with gold, silver, and other gifts.

Therefore, even though they knew of her romantic disposition, the people in the capital used to rush towards her like moths to a flame, always carrying the hope that the prodigy would turn to look at them. She never forced anyone nor toyed with anyone’s feelings. When it came to her reputation, she was known as a gentlemanly flirt, with no negative connotations.

However, at this moment, seeing Xie Zichen resolutely blocking her, yet his eyes fixed on her, her heart felt like it was being gently stirred bit by bit. His eyes were clear, but this only increased her inexplicable urge to conquer him, possess him, and see his calm facade break, pulling him down from his lofty position in the clouds into the mortal world.

This man in front of her, with an immortal-like appearance, was too good at seduction.

Wei Lan couldn’t help but laugh softly, pinching Xie Zichen’s chin and kissing him directly.

Xie Zichen’s eyes widened in shock, hurriedly moving the dagger in the space between them towards Wei Lan’s abdomen, but Wei Lan’s hand was quicker, pressing his hand down and pinning him against the tree.

His lips were soft and cool, with a floral scent and sweetness, making her feel dizzy as her tongue delved in.

Xie Zichen froze, feeling the soft tongue and an expert kiss. His mind went blank, a strange tingling sensation rising up his spine, making him weak all over. He couldn’t help but breathe heavier, wanting to embrace the person in front of him.

Sensing the change in him, Wei Lan laughed softly, her tongue wrapping around his clumsy one, creating a wet sound.

“Comfortable?”

She whispered, and Xie Zichen suddenly snapped back, pushing her away. He fiercely glared at the person in front of him.

Wei Lan also felt weak. This person tasted too wonderful, making even her lose control.

Xie Zichen’s face was flushed, leaning against the tree, not saying a word. After a while, he turned and left with large strides.

For the first time, the usually cold and composed Fourth Young Master Xie’s gait was a bit messy.