17 Lvzhuang (I)
◎Make a game◎
Li Jintang closed the door gently and wanted to put the fortune book on the table, but the moonlight shone directly through the window pane, revealing all the dust on the mahogany table. So he changed direction and placed it on the bed.
She stood there quietly for a moment, remembering how her father often urged her to study when she was young. Being a well-behaved child, she naturally followed his instructions, studying until she felt dizzy in the academy. But she didn't dare leave until her father came to tell her to end her studies for the day. And so, as she continued to study, sleepiness overcame her, and the book slipped from her hands. The girl rested her hands on the cool desk and quietly closed her eyes. Outside the window, the wind rustled the green bamboo, and from a distance, it seemed as if a thin layer of green silk had been laid over her.
Or maybe it wasn't bamboo, but sweet osmanthus? She vaguely remembered that there was indeed a sweet osmanthus tree in the yard, one that was older than she was.
Never mind, if she couldn't remember it, she would be able to see it again when she returned home. Her thoughts returned, and the book of destiny still caught her eye.
I have fallen asleep with a book in my arms countless times, but today is the first time I have fallen asleep with a talking book in my arms.
The girl turned off the light and lay down on the bed, but she tossed and turned and could not fall asleep. She simply sat up and lit the candle on the table. The whole room suddenly became dark yellow.
Seeing that the fortune book on the bed was still awake, she grabbed it and flipped through the pages casually: "Fortune book, fortune book, do you have anything interesting in here?"
She used to love reading idle books, storybooks, and the like, but her father wouldn't allow her to, so she could only read in secret. The fortune teller immediately shouted, "What don't I have? What do you mean by 'funny'?"
Li Jintang was about to speak when she suddenly saw a figure flash past the window, followed by a rustling sound of leaves. She was startled and quickly closed the book and looked out by the candlelight.
Perhaps she had been too busy these past few days, and now even the slightest disturbance could make her uneasy. Li Jintang comforted herself by thinking that there were many people in this manor, so maybe it was just someone who got up to urinate and passed by.
Thinking of this, she felt even more sleepy. She raised her hand to extinguish the candle, but saw the figure that had just flashed by turned back again, shuttling back and forth between the ancient banyan trees next to each other under the window at an extremely fast speed. He went back and forth for several rounds, waving the sword in his hand continuously, but only knocked down a few leaves without damaging the branches at all.
It seems that he is a person with great martial arts skills.
Li Jintang was stunned. Today, Master Lu said that there were only ordinary men in the manor and no one who practiced martial arts. Then where did this person outside the window come from?
Could it be that the demon king had led his troops after her during the day? She hurriedly wanted to blow out the candle and then report the news to Qiuyan and the others, but in her panic, she blew on the candle several times but it didn't go out; the flame only flickered gently.
Suddenly, she raised her eyes and found that the person outside the window looked very familiar.
"Xie An?" She pushed the window pane halfway open and called out uncertainly.
The shadow paused for a moment, then emerged from the darkness obscured by the leaves. Only when the moonlight shone on his face did Li Jintang finally feel at ease. He asked, "Why are you out practicing swordplay so late at night?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she glanced down and saw that the other person was not wearing a sword.
That golden light that was just flying back and forth...was it the spiritual power he exerted?
Can spiritual power be used as a sword? But she remembered that Xie An once said that his cultivation was not high.
"I can't sleep," Xie Changyan said, standing a few meters away from the window, his eyes flickering in the reflection. "Miss Li, why aren't you sleeping yet? Did I wake you up?"
Li Jintang waved his hands and said, "I can't sleep either."
“…”
The two looked at each other in silence for a while.
Suddenly, a glowing insect flew past the window. Li Jintang grabbed the two empty bottles on the table and called out, "Xie An, wait for me there for a moment." Then he extinguished the candle, turned around and ran out the door.
At this time, snoring was heard everywhere in the manor. The only ones who were still awake, besides the two of them, were probably the fireflies flying around.
"You, you should stop practicing," Li Jintang trotted out of the house and saw Xie An still standing there. He hurried over to him, looking up and saying, "It's too dark. You can't see clearly. You could get hurt easily."
Xie Changyan's hand hanging by his side trembled. He lowered his eyes to gaze at the girl, his long eyelashes drooping to hide the emotions in his eyes.
"I can't sleep either. Why don't we do something else?" She handed over one of the bottles and looked around, her eyes flashing with the light of fireflies flying by. "How about we compete to see who can catch a full bottle of fireflies first?"
He didn't answer yes or no, but simply asked, "What if I win?"
Li Jintang was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "I haven't thought about it yet..."
"So what about losing?"
"I haven't thought about it yet."
The other person chuckled, then suddenly leaned forward, approaching her, his breath whispering in her ear as he spoke: "I never participate in games without chips."
【Author’s words】
This chapter is really too short (slide kneel)
Because I have to reduce the word count to catch up with the list, thank you for your understanding, I will make up for it in the next chapter [starry eyes]
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