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The spring breeze gently blows through the garden of the Ni Chang mansion, creating a sea of flowers like woven brocade. Ni Chang, the daughter of the martial arts alliance leader, renowned as the "number one beauty of the martial arts world," stands in the garden, appearing somewhat melancholic. Adorned in flowing garments, she resembles a fairy from a painting, yet there is a subtle hint of hidden sorrow in her expression.
Since Ye Ran became her personal bodyguard, Ni Chang's concerns seem to have deepened. She often gazes at the distant mountains and then lowers her head to examine the petals at her feet, as if searching for a lost paradise. Her innocence and arrogance are often inadvertently revealed.
Ye Ran, a young man with a tall and straight figure and deep eyes. His figure stands like a sword, quietly waiting on the side. Although his expression is indifferent, there is a hidden cunning in his eyes, revealing his mischievous nature.
"Ran, go pick the tallest Gardenia for me," suddenly said Ni Chang, with a tone that brooked no argument.
Ye Ran She was slightly stunned, a playful smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. Her tone carried her unique style: "Miss, the stars in the sky are also beautiful. Do you want me to pick them for you as well?" Although his tone was frivolous, it was not without a hint of concern.
Ni Chang Her brows furrowed, she retorted displeased, "You are my guard, you should obey my orders. What I like, I should get."
Ye Ran slightly shook his head, a hint of complex emotion flashing in his eyes, but quickly concealed. He leaped lightly onto the tree trunk, his figure agile, like a dancing wind. He shuttled among the branches like a nocturnal leopard, agile and silent. After a moment, he had already picked the high-up Gardenia, lightly landing back on the ground and presenting the flower to Ni Chang.
Ni Chang took the flower, a hint of joy flashing in her eyes, quickly replaced by pride. "See, there's nothing I can't get," she confidently said, seemingly forgetting Ye Ran's contribution.
Ye Ran Just a light smile, without saying much. There seems to be a deep story hidden in his eyes, but it is disguised by his ambiguous expression.
Ni Chang Looking at the Gardenia in front of her, a hint of complex emotions flashes in her eyes. She lowers her head to smell the flower fragrance and softly says, "You always so easily indulge my capriciousness. Don't you have your own opinions?"
Ye Ran just smiled faintly and replied, "Miss, my principle is to obey orders and protect your safety. As for anything else, it's not within my consideration."
Ni Chang Upon hearing this, couldn't help but feel a hint of melancholy. She turned around and looked at the distant green mountains, and softly said, "You always seem indifferent. Do you really not care about anything in your heart?"
Ye Ran After a moment of silence, he answered softly, "Miss, the path of the martial world is like this colorful courtyard, always with unpredictable storms. Perhaps all I care about is whether I can protect everything I should in these storms."
Ni Chang After hearing this, a barely perceptible touch of emotion flashed in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it. She turned around and said disdainfully, "Your words sound reasonable, but I won't feel grateful to you for them."
Ye Ran smiled and didn't say anything more, just stood quietly by the side, accompanying Ni Chang.
As the days passed, in this kind of daily life, a subtle understanding slowly developed between Ye Ran and Ni Chang. Their interactions, although seemingly distant, seemed to conceal a hint of emotion.
On this day, Ni Chang strolled leisurely in the courtyard, with Ye Ran silently following behind her. Suddenly, Ni Chang stopped in her tracks, pointed to a maple tree ahead, and said, "Ran, go climb that tree and pick me a few red maple leaves."
Ye Ran paused for a moment, then chuckled lightly and replied, "Miss, that maple tree is tall and slippery. If I were to climb up and accidentally fall, what would we do?"
Ni Chang raised her eyebrows and coquettishly said, "You are my guard, how can you be afraid of a little difficulty? Hurry up, I'll be waiting for you here."
Ye Ran looked at Ni Chang's determined eyes and knew that she really wanted those few red maple leaves. He didn't say anything more, just gave a gentle smile and then leaped lightly onto the maple tree.
Ni Chang stood under the tree, looking up at the figure of Ye Ran. Involuntarily, a hint of worry arose in her heart. She knew Ye Ran was highly skilled in martial arts, but such climbing was dangerous for anyone.
However, Ye Ran seemed to effortlessly move through the trees, swiftly picking a few beautiful red maple leaves and lightly placing them in Ni Chang's palm.
Ni Chang took the red maple leaf and couldn't help but feel a touch of inexplicable emotion in her heart. She looked down at the maple leaf in her hand and said softly, "Thank you, Ran."
Ye Ran looked at Ni Chang's expression and couldn't help but feel a warmth in his heart. He replied softly, "Miss, this is what I should do."
Since that day, Ni Chang seems to have had a subtle change in attitude towards Ye Ran. She no longer casually orders him around as before, but instead, she would inadvertently show concern for Ye Ran's feelings. As for Ye Ran, although he still appears to be the same insolent guard on the surface, his attitude towards Ni Chang has gradually softened.
As time passed, the garden in the mansion became their main meeting place. On this day, Ni Chang sat on a stone bench in the garden, holding a collection of poems, immersed in the world of poetry. Ye Ran stood quietly by her side, gazing at her with deep eyes.
Suddenly, Ni Chang looked up at Ye Ran and asked, "Ran, why did you become a servant? With your martial arts skills, you could have made a name for yourself in the martial world."
After hearing this, Ye Ran's eyes showed a hint of complex emotions, but quickly returned to calm. He replied lightly, "Everyone's choices have their reasons. Perhaps I just want to find a quiet place and temporarily avoid the troubles of the martial world."
Ni Chang Upon hearing this, a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes as she softly asked, "Don't you think this kind of life is too plain and doesn't suit your status?"
Ye Ran He smiled slightly and said, "Sometimes simplicity is a form of happiness. Besides, being able to protect you here is also a different kind of life experience."
Ni Chang listened to these words and couldn't help but feel moved. She lowered her head and softly said, "Thank you, Ran."
At that moment, it seemed as if a strange connection had formed between the two of them. Although Ni Chang didn't know Ye Ran's true identity, she could sense the extraordinary aura emanating from him. She couldn't help but feel a deeper curiosity and interest in this seemingly ordinary servant.
Days flow like water, and in this season of blooming spring, the relationship between Ye Ran and Ni Chang slowly undergoes subtle changes. Their interactions are no longer just about master and servant, but now include a mutual understanding and care.
Every night, Ni Chang sits in the courtyard, quietly gazing at the bright moon. Her figure appears particularly fragile in the moonlight, like a swaying flower in the wind. Ye Ran quietly stands guard by her side, his posture casual but his eyes revealing a sharpness not to be underestimated.
On such nights, they would occasionally exchange a few words, but most of the time, they were accompanied by silence. In this silence, Ni Chang could feel a sense of inexplicable security from Ye Ran.
"Ran, do you think the moon is far away?" Ni Chang asked softly, her voice tinged with a hint of innocence.
Ye Ran slightly turned his head, looking at her with a hint of a smile: "Far? Of course. Miss, you wouldn't want me to go pick them, would you?"
Ni Chang frowned at his words, with a hint of helplessness in her coquettishness. Every word from Ye Ran was straightforward, yet hidden with care.
"You're always so straightforward, without a hint of gentleness," she complained in a coquettish manner, revealing her silent acceptance of Ye Ran's words and actions.
A deeper smile formed at the corner of Ye Ran's mouth as he glanced at Ni Chang and responded teasingly, "Gentleness? That's for the weak. Miss, neither of us belong to that category."
Ni Chang frowned slightly, somewhat displeased with the way Ye Ran always conversed with her. Despite her proud demeanor, she held a deep sense of purity within. She turned to look into the distance and said thoughtfully, "Perhaps you are right, Rascal Ran. But sometimes, I still hope to see more tenderness."
Upon hearing this, Ye Ran's eyes flashed with a hint of unusual light, but quickly returned to calm. He stood up and walked slowly to Ni Chang's side, saying softly, "Miss, if one day you truly see through everything, you may find that tenderness and roguishness are simply two sides of the same coin."
Ni Chang looked up at Ye Ran with complex emotions in her eyes. She wanted to say something, but remained silent. Under the quiet moonlight, the two figures intertwined, creating a poignant scene.
At that moment, hurried footsteps shattered the tranquility of the night. A guard rushed over in a panic and reported to Ni Chang, "Miss, something has happened in the mansion and requires your immediate attention."
Ni Chang immediately stood up, a hint of calmness in her eyes. Ye Ran quickly regained his composure as well and they swiftly walked towards the mansion together.
One night, Ni Chang suddenly asked, "Ran, do you have any unfulfilled wishes? Or is there something you regret?"
Ye Ran After a moment of silence, he answered softly, "Everyone will have regrets in their lives. But sometimes, regrets can also be a kind of beauty. As for my wish, I think being able to peacefully spend each day here might be my biggest wish right now."
Ni Chang After hearing this, a strange emotion rose in her heart. She smiled slightly and said, "Then I also hope to fulfill your wish."
Under the moonlight, the figures of the two people were gently elongated. In this moment, time seemed to stand still, and their souls quietly drew closer in this tranquil night.
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