Chapter 5: The Unknown Dandy

The heart can be condemned. Why does Duan Ge deserve to be with Qin Xiuyi? She specifically sought out a nanny to teach her the proper way to eat, practiced countless times, and even changed her walking style, learning for a whole year, almost obsessively, just to avoid making any mistakes.

But the inherent pride in her bones could not be changed.

It's not surprising, she is also a well-bred lady, but why does she act like a vulgar woman?

In the end, it's all because of Lu Yueshu's influence. Lu Yueshu taught her from a young age to be carefree and unrestrained, to be free-spirited and unconstrained, and not to bother with unnecessary formalities. She always said that only finding a husband who truly cares for oneself is the real deal.

So in the previous life, due to her illness, after returning to the Duan family, she behaved rough and uncouth, always speaking carelessly during meals, sometimes even spitting.

So Duan Ge originally wanted to severely reprimand Lu Yueshu for not educating her daughter well, but Lu Yueshu has always been good to Duan Youxi, and a stepmother who treats someone else's daughter well must have a kind heart, so she couldn't bring herself to blame her.

Duan Ge finished her meal naturally, elegantly folded her hands, and even stood up to bow to Jingxian Master, saying, "Thank you, Master, for the meal."

She wasn't really bowing, she was using gentle words to provoke the Master. With a second chance at life, she had to play her life well. One should not be like bamboo, but like water, adaptable and flexible, able to be full or lacking, able to bend or be straight.

Jingxian Master acted as if she didn't know Duan Ge, and could still make such a reasonable meal. If it were before, Duan Ge would definitely complain that the food didn't suit her taste, and even show a displeased face, preferring to starve rather than eat something unappetizing.

Jingxian Master twitched her mouth, forced a smile, and said, "Where, where, you are the second miss of the Duan family, this is all expected."

After chatting casually with Jingxian Master for a while, Duan Ge withdrew to her room, lay on the bed for a while, and thought about many things that had happened in the previous life. There were so many things she needed to sort out.

As the weather approached dusk, the sun in the west was still shining brightly before it set behind the mountains, displaying a magnificent scene of red, yellow, gold, and blue colors overlapping and intertwining, creating a beautiful sight in nature's four seasons.

Duan Ge quickly got up. Her body was too weak, and she had to exercise a bit before returning home. Besides, even though the hot weather, the sun wouldn't set so early, and there were some things she had to plan coincidentally.

So she dragged her weak body into the woods.

The woods were basically impenetrable, making it suffocating and hard to breathe, especially after having a watery meal in the cafeteria in the afternoon, her stomach was very uncomfortable.

Soon she felt weak and found a clean large rock to rest for a while.

But how could there be a familiar smell on this rock? If she sniffed carefully, she could even smell the fragrance of osmanthus. There were also a few strands of hair around. Not far from this rock, there was a large patch of loose soil with some cute and tender bamboo shoots sprouting.

Duan Ge smirked. This was really effortless.

However, strangely, as she was about to go and pick some bamboo shoots, she saw a small creature with purple fur slip away from her hand, and it even scratched her hand.

Duan Ge took a deep breath. Although the wound was not large, it hurt a lot, especially since in the previous life, she was framed and her hands were disabled, making her cherish her hands even more.

Duan Ge helplessly looked at the swiftly moving creature and then at her hand. She quickly tore off a few strands of a green plant to stop the bleeding, and rubbed it on the wound, saying, "I must not leave a scar."

Just as she finished speaking, Duan Ge suddenly saw a man wearing a dark embroidered swirling pattern silk robe. He wore a deep purple cloak over it, which was very thin and fluttered in the breeze of the woods.

The man lazily played with a bow and arrow in his right hand, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, a nose like a hanging gall, slightly red lips, and extremely handsome features. His lips were slightly curved, with a smile that was not a smile, but his eyes made people feel indifferent.

Duan Ge had seen many beautiful people in her previous life, but she had never seen someone like this.

This person exuded an inherent nobility, even though his appearance was a bit rogue, and his eyes were a bit cold, but that aura was something that couldn't be suppressed.

Who is this person? How could he be more handsome than the elegant and dignified Qin Xiuyi?

As Duan Ge looked at the man, he also looked at her. She was fairly good-looking, but unfortunately, her body was too weak. She clearly cherished her hands, but she looked like a silly girl.

Qin Jiran only glanced at Duan Ge, if he had looked carefully, he would have noticed that Duan Ge's eyes were full of insight, not infatuation.

Qin Jiran, with a pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes, sneered and asked, "Your hand was scratched by a purple marten. Using that herb can only stop the bleeding, not remove the scar. You are really foolish."

Duan Ge snorted and said, "If I didn't use the herb to stop the bleeding, I'm afraid my body couldn't handle the blood loss and I would have fainted."

Qin Jiran's cold eyes flashed, meeting Duan Ge's gaze. Her eyes were as bright as stars, like flowing water, but that was just a superficial phenomenon. The aura she exuded made her seem like a ghost wandering in the mountains, enchanting and lively, full of vitality.

Qin Jiran casually plucked a tender grass from beside him and put it in his mouth. He looked every bit the pampered young master as he said, "This grass has a soul, but it's too weak. Although you've long passed the age of marriage, you're like a small bean sprout, lacking in stature. But if you manage to seduce me, I might generously take you as a concubine. How about that?"

Qin Jiran looked at Duan Gexi with a condescending gaze, as if he were looking at a mere cat or dog.

Duan Gexi sneered. Indeed, he was a pampered young master. His words were full of insolence, yet there was an obvious air of aloofness about him, something that kept people at a distance.

This person was dangerous.

Duan Gexi took a step back, distancing himself. "I hope the young master will show some restraint. If you don't catch up soon, Zidi will not let you off easily."

With that, Duan Gexi turned and left without hesitation, his eyes seemingly devoid of emotion yet also filled with various emotions.

Watching Duan Gexi's retreating figure, Qin Jiran smirked and said, "Interesting."

He snapped his fingers, and Xuanpo, who had been hiding in the shadows, instantly appeared and bowed, asking, "What are your orders, master?"

Qin Jiran pursed his lips and said, "Find out everything about that woman for me."

Xuanpo almost stumbled and fell to the ground. The master had never shown any interest in a woman. In his eyes, women were either ambitious and competitive or manipulative and cunning.