The fairy's inner demons are amazing!

Chapter 9 Removing Armor

"Ugh... Can't you just shut up this early in the morning?"

As soon as he entered the room, Ning Xiuyang hooked the door shut with his toe and pulled Ye Yin, who was walking in front of him, into his arms.

After a morning of intense training, a strong smell of sweat mixed with a powerful masculine scent enveloped the room, blending with Ye Yin's faint, refreshing fragrance, instantly creating an alluring atmosphere.

Ye Yin felt her heart pounding like a deer, and she was about to pull away the hand that was wrapped around her waist.

"Let me tell you, the worst thing for a martial artist is to deplete their vital essence. Human relationships must be moderate. If one indulges in them for too long, it's like a steel blade scraping one's bones; one will hardly make any progress in martial arts. How many successful martial artists have you seen who can't resist the temptation of beautiful women even for a moment? Even my father… although he married three or four wives, the time he actually spent with them throughout the year was very few!"

Ye Yin spoke earnestly, her eyes gleaming.

But he hadn't been able to spend the entire day yesterday with this Miss Ye. Now that he had just finished practicing martial arts, he was full of energy and vitality. How could he give up just because of her few words?

Ning Xiuyang ignored Ye Yin's resistance, merely sneered, and said, "Are you trying to teach me how to do things?"

He wasn't obsessed with beautiful women; for him, improving his strength was the most important thing at this stage!

The prerequisite for increasing one's strength is to completely tame the proud, noble, and arrogant sixth young lady of the Ye family, making her completely obedient to one's wishes, in order to obtain more resources for cultivation.

of course.

The process of taming is also a kind of enjoyment for oneself.

Looking at the high and mighty Sixth Miss, who humbly submitted to him, this feeling was insignificant.

As for what Ye Yin said about the depletion of essence and blood, that is not an exaggeration.

As for which is more important, Ning Xiuyang has his own scale in his heart.

"Have you forgotten who you are?"

Ning Xiuyang had his hands behind his back. He was half a head shorter than Ye Yin and looked thin and small, but the aura between the two of them was completely opposite.

Looking at Ye Yin's complex expression, with resentment and anger still flashing in her eyes, Ning Xiuyang sneered, "In front of outsiders, you can be the noble and arrogant Sixth Miss, but please don't forget that you are just a bastard, and I am just a servant. I am more than enough to be a match for a bastard like you, am I? The Ye family bloodline has nothing to do with you. How should you behave in front of me? Do I have to teach you again?"

After saying this, Ning Xiuyang stopped talking, walked to the couch and sat down. He picked up the tea that had gone cold, took a sip, and then quietly admired the angry beauty in front of him.

Her long, black hair was tied back with an expensive hairpin and cascaded down like a waterfall. Below her fair and slender neck, a white, semi-transparent veil covered her lotus-root-like arms and her snow-white, fragrant shoulders.

A red strapless maxi dress that reached her ankles.

She has a tall and graceful figure with full and exquisite curves. In particular, the strapless dress adorned with blooming flowers is stretched high, making one want to sink their eyes into it and swim.

Looking at the servant's flippant gaze, Ye Yin couldn't help but recall the day before, on the very couch where he sat, how she, so noble and pure, had submitted to him. How could the dignified sixth young lady of the Ye family, the apple of the eye of the Ye family lord, kneel before a stable boy and let him step on her back?

A strong sense of shame and resentment lingered in her heart.

But she knew that this little servant was clearly determined to achieve his goal.

They said he was lustful, and even though she promised him beautiful wives and concubines, he remained unmoved.

To say he was short-sighted is an understatement; he would rather give up gold, silver, and mansions than not have what he wanted.

This little servant is clearly not as simple as he seems.

Feeling utterly helpless, Ye Yin knew that continuing to struggle would only be a waste of patience.

After a moment's thought.

Her face was slightly pale, and she forced herself to kneel on the soft carpet, her eyes filled with stubbornness and hatred, suppressing her inner discomfort.

"Bastard, are you satisfied now?"

Even though she was kneeling on the ground, she still exuded a strong anger, her tone filled with deep shame and resentment, and she glared defiantly at Ning Xiuyang with her head held high.

Looking at Ye Yin, who lay on the ground in a humiliated state, Ning Xiuyang slowly shook his head.

"Not enough!"

Ye Yin was furious, gritting her teeth as she said, "What else do you want?"

She regretted coming downstairs to look for him!

If she had known that this bastard would do this to her in broad daylight, she would never have come down.

Ning Xiuyang smiled faintly, leaned down and stared into Ye Yin's phoenix eyes, which were filled with intense hatred and resentment, and slowly said, "I am just an insignificant servant in everyone's eyes, while you are the glamorous sixth young lady of the Ye family. But from the beginning, you knew that you were not."

"From this day forward, in my presence, you are nothing but a servant... nothing more!"

"In front of outsiders, you call me a lowly servant, and I won't argue with you. But now that we're not outsiders, what should you call me?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Yin's heart pounded wildly, and her eyes drooped sadly.

Yes.

I am nothing more than a bastard born from my mother and that quack doctor.

Despite my lowly status, I have by chance become a descendant of a prestigious family in Qinzhou City, the eldest daughter of the Ye family, and a favored daughter of heaven whom countless geniuses can only look up to.

But in the end, I am nothing!

Ye Yin felt as if her inner beliefs had been completely shattered by this simple sentence!

His eyes were lowered, and the pride within them was completely shattered.

Two lines of clear tears streamed down her face, wetting her clothes. Despite her unyielding spirit, she understood that, in essence, she was no different from the little servant in front of her!

She simply used a secret to gain entry into the inner circle and become a so-called "Miss".

They were no different from those so-called household slaves and maids.

Sobbing with grievance and resentment, Ye Yin slowly lowered her head, her hands, which had never been stained by any dust and were noble and holy, prostrated on the carpet, her waist bent and her forehead touching the ground.

"This servant... Ye Yin, greets, greets Your Excellency!"

She was too ashamed to utter those two words.

Former masters, now slaves, and even have to call their former servants masters.

She couldn't bear this humiliation.

Can I call him young master?

He is clearly not worthy!

After much internal struggle, she could only address him as "Master".

Ning Xiuyang was taken aback.

How could it be so easy this time?

It seems that the seemingly strong and capable sixth young lady of the Ye family, as described by outsiders, is nothing more than a seemingly tough but actually weak girl.

A few words were enough to overwhelm him.

With this level of mental fortitude, if you were in your dream world, you'd be tortured by your boss.

Ning Xiuyang couldn't help but recall the days of that life in his dream, and a smile appeared on his lips.

As for the title, he didn't care.

"From this moment on, I hope you remember this moment and how you conduct yourself from now on, so as not to make mistakes!"

Ning Xiuyang's brows relaxed, revealing a wicked smile.

"Sixth Miss, please remove your armor!"

Swish!

Ye Yin, who was lying prostrate on the ground, suddenly froze. She raised her head with a whoosh, her black hair fluttering, and her phoenix eyes were filled with anger and humiliation!

That little servant has some nerve!

But when she saw Ning Xiuyang's eyes, she instinctively avoided his gaze.

Then, under Ning Xiuyang's sharp and aggressive gaze, her delicate and fair face, and even her snow-white skin, faintly glowed with layers of rosy light, like rosy clouds.

She lowered her head, tears falling onto the white gauze dress that was slowly being removed.

A white, flowing dress fluttered down, landing forlornly on the natural wood carpet, as if her eighteen years of cherished youth had finally fallen from the clouds.

Followed by.

The red dress that bound all her pride seemed to have been shattered into pieces.

Ye Yin stood there, dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.

Her entire body, including her cheeks, was flushed with a delicate blush.

At this moment, she finally understood how reserved and awkward those servants who had made mistakes were in front of her.

She was, after all, the sixth young lady of the Ye family.

But now, it's like a commodity, its packaging removed, and it's being displayed so vividly to this little servant for his enjoyment.

Overwhelmed with embarrassment and shame, she wished she could disappear into a hole in the ground.

But now that things have come to this, she knows she has no room for negotiation.

The only option is... to assume the identity of the sixth young lady of the Ye family, disguise herself as a maid, and fawn over this damned little servant!