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Sword of beauty
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On the border of Jiangnan, a magnificent mansion stands tall, its grandeur resembling a proud child of heaven and earth, reflecting the prosperity of Jiangnan. The owner of the mansion, Ni Chang, is the daughter of the leader of the martial arts world, renowned far and wide for her peerless beauty and noble status. The mansion's carved beams and painted rafters, every brick and tile, seem to tell ancient martial arts legends.
One day, in the beautiful spring sunshine, a gentle breeze wafts through the mansion's garden, carrying the fragrance of distant flowers. Ni Chang sits alone on a stone bench in the garden, holding a freshly brewed cup of green tea, savoring it slowly. Her eyes seem to penetrate the blooming flowers in the courtyard, reaching the deepest solitude and longing of her soul. Ni Chang's illness prevents her from leaving the mansion, so she channels all her emotions and desires into poetry and painting, hoping to experience the splendor and richness of the outside world through these means.
As night fell, Ni Chang returned to her chamber with light steps. Inside the room, a few slender candles flickered gracefully, casting a shallow shadow on her pale face, making her look ethereal. She opened an ancient book, her fingertips gently gliding over the pages, seemingly touching the stories and emotions between the lines. In her eyes, one could see an endless yearning for a distant world, a distant yet real desire.
That night, Ni Chang's personal maid, Liu Xu, came in to add more candles for her. Seeing Ni Chang immersed in the book, Liu Xu softly asked, "Miss, are the stories in this book really so captivating?"
Ni Chang smiled slightly, with a hint of a dreamy glow in her eyes, and replied, "Liu Xu, the world in these stories is much broader than our mansion. It contains the struggles of the martial arts world, the aspirations of heroes, and the adventures that I can never experience firsthand."
Listening to Ni Chang, Liu Xu couldn't help but sigh softly and said, "Miss, your health..."
Ni Chang interrupted her, a hint of stubbornness on her face: "I know my body is not well, but that doesn't mean I can't have a free world in my heart. In these books, I can be anyone, go anywhere."
At this moment, a hint of determination shone in Ni Chang's eyes. Despite her proud and stubborn personality, in front of Liu Xu, she revealed her inner purity and vulnerability. Her illness prevented her from realizing her dreams, but her spirit refused to spend the rest of her life only in this mansion.
Ni Chang turned her head and looked at the moonlight outside the window, whispering, "Liu Xu, do you know? Every time I look at these stories, my heart feels like it's being drawn by a powerful force, longing to experience those unknown things. Even though my body binds me, my heart is as free as the wind."
Liu Xu listened quietly, her eyes full of pity. Ni Chang's nature would not easily change. She gently patted Ni Chang's hand and comforted her, "Miss, perhaps one day, your dreams will come true."
Ni Chang has a naive and willful personality. Although she is the daughter of the leader of the martial arts alliance, she is not content with being just a protected flower vase. She longs to break free from this golden cage and personally experience the ups and downs of the rivers and lakes depicted in poetry. Although her illness limits her mobility, it cannot restrict her rich imagination and desire for freedom.
On this night, Ni Chang lay on a soft bed, sinking into a dream. It was an endless rivers and lakes, filled with the aura of swords and heroes between heaven and earth.
In a dream, a handsome and extraordinary young swordsman appeared, dressed in a light fur coat, with a graceful demeanor. He wielded a sharp long sword, like a meteor from the sky, with swift and exquisite swordsmanship. Each strike seemed capable of tearing through the sky, causing the world to change color. The martial arts experts around were all amazed and discussing fervently.
Ni Chang stood in the crowd, her eyes shining with astonishment and admiration. Unconsciously, she walked towards the swordsman, filled with curiosity and longing. She spoke, "Hero, your swordsmanship is excellent. I wonder if you could teach me a few moves?"
The young swordsman turned around, his eyes shining as he looked at Ni Chang and responded with a slight smile, "Miss, you are bold. If you truly wish to compete, then please make your move."
Ni Chang felt a leap in her heart. Despite her frailty and illness, the version of her in her dreams possessed extraordinary martial arts skills. She rolled up her sleeves and gracefully stepped into the arena. The dream battle made Ni Chang forget about her fragility in reality. Her movements were agile and full of strength. In the exchange with the swordsman, she revealed her inner courage and resilience.
The young swordsman's swordsmanship became more and more rapid, but Ni Chang did not retreat, instead advancing. The shadows of their swords intertwined, like countless stars in the sky. In her dream, Ni Chang felt an unprecedented sense of excitement and freedom.
Just as the competition reached its climax, Ni Chang suddenly woke up, realizing she was still in her own chamber. In the early hours of the morning, the lingering memories of the dream still remained. She walked to the window, gazing at the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan outside the mansion, feeling an inexplicable flutter in her heart.
Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her eyes still held the excitement and unwillingness of the dream. She murmured to herself, "If I were healthy, I would surely be able to compete with the masters of the martial world."
Her voice, though soft, was full of longing. She suddenly stood up, walked to the window, and gazed at the moonlight outside, as if searching for the swordsman from her dream.
Ni Chang's heart is full of longing for the martial arts world. She knows that her body limits her, but her heart is forever free, yearning to truly enter the world full of heroes and martial arts. At that moment, Ni Chang's eyes shimmer with an indomitable light.
She decides that today she will paint this swordsman, even if it's just a figment of her imagination, she wants to preserve it forever.
As the sunlight gradually climbed up the windowsill, Ni Chang picked up her brush and began to depict on the rice paper. Her brushstrokes were light and delicate, each stroke filled with vitality. She was not just painting a swordsman, but also her longing for freedom and adventure.
When the painting was finished, Ni Chang gazed quietly at it. The swordsman's eyes seemed to contain profound stories, his sword pointing towards the distance as if summoning something. Ni Chang's heart raced with excitement, feeling immensely satisfied with the painting, as if she had truly brought the swordsman from her dreams into reality.
Ni Chang has an unyielding pride in her character. She is unwilling to accept her weakness and always strives to pursue higher realms. She is delicate in her thoughts and has unique insights into every little thing in life. This personality makes her seem out of place among the servants and maids in the mansion, sometimes even appearing a bit stubborn and willful. But deep down, Ni Chang is a pure-hearted girl who longs to be understood and cared for.
One day, Ni Chang decides to go for a walk. Although her physical condition does not allow her to travel far, walking in the mansion's garden or study always brings her some comfort. She gently passes through the intricate corridors and arrives at the mansion's back garden. The flowers here are more lush than in the front yard, with various flowers blooming in competition, creating a colorful world.
Ni Chang sat on the stone chair in the garden, quietly enjoying everything. Her eyes were full of appreciation and longing for beautiful things. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, petals fluttered in the wind, and landed in her hair, adding a touch of softness to her. She gently brushed away the petals, a faint smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.
Just as Ni Chang was immersed in this sea of flowers, Liu Xu walked over lightly. Her face was delicate, her eyes bright and spirited. She softly said, "Miss, I've been looking for you for a while." Liu Xu's voice carried a hint of concern, and the smile in her eyes was as gentle as the spring breeze.
Ni Chang looked up at the willow catkins, her eyebrows slightly raised, and a charming smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Willow, you are always so gentle and considerate. Sometimes I really doubt if you are from the fairy world, specially here to take care of me, this weak princess in the mortal world."
Willow shook her head gently, with a playful twinkle in her eyes: "Miss, you are starting your fantasies again. I am just your maid, how could I be a fairy. You are weak, so please don't stay in this cool breeze for too long. Go back to your room and rest."
Ni Chang slightly furrowed her brows, showing a hint of displeasure: "I've just arrived here, how can I go back so soon? Liuxu, you're always so talkative." Her voice revealed a hint of wilfulness and petulance.
Liuxu knew about Ni Chang's proud and willful personality, so she wasn't angry. Instead, she spoke even more gently: "Miss, your health is everyone's top concern. Since you want to stay here a little longer, I'll be by your side to serve you. If you need anything, just call me anytime."
Ni Chang looked at the willow catkins and felt a hint of warmth in her heart. She knew that the willow catkins were sincerely good to her, so she nodded, indicating for the willow catkins to serve by her side.
The willow catkins stood silently on the side, occasionally observing Ni Chang's expression. Ni Chang was immersed in her own thoughts, her gaze falling on a peony in full bloom in the garden. The peony's color was bright and dazzling, like a beauty standing proudly among the flowers.
Ni Chang sighed softly, "Liu Xu, look at that peony, it is so beautiful yet unapproachable, imprisoned within this courtyard. I am so similar to it, both imprisoned by fate, unable to travel far."
Liu Xu approached gently and comforted, "Miss, I understand your state of mind. Although the peony is imprisoned, it is able to bloom peacefully. Miss, although your background is unique, it is because of this that you possess something others cannot. Everyone's destiny has its unique aspects, doesn't it?"
Ni Chang fell silent for a moment after listening, then smiled lightly, "Liu Xu, you always have a way with words that lifts my spirits. Perhaps I should learn to appreciate the beauty within this confinement."
As the night deepened, Ni Chang slowly made her way back to her room with Liu Xu's support. Moonlight filtered through the window, casting a delicate glow on her face, making her beauty appear even more ethereal. She sat by the window, quietly gazing at the moonlight outside, while her heart was in turmoil.
Ni Chang is quietly contemplating in the night, filled with a longing for freedom in her heart. She understands that her life will never be just a captive flower in this mansion.
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