Three months had already passed since Ling Yun had been recuperating at the Jiang residence. During this time, he felt as if he were in a wonderful world full of novelty and warmth, and he deeply felt that every member of the Jiang family was unique and had their own unique charm.
Si Yan would appear before Ling Yun every day, bearing his precious abacus. The beads danced nimbly between his fingertips, the crisp sounds composing a unique "song of debt." "Brother Ling," Si Yan pulled out his abacus one day and said seriously, "You've been recuperating at my house for some time now. Counting the medicine for your injuries, the cost of bone setting, and the cost of recuperation, you owe me a total of thirty-three taels of silver for medical expenses. As per custom, I'll add five taels of silver in interest, for a total of thirty-eight taels of silver."
Ling Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this. He spread his hands and said helplessly, "I'm penniless and really can't afford this money..." His heart was filled with bitterness. When he was seriously injured, the Jiang family took him in and treated him, but now he was unable to repay the expenses, and he felt extremely guilty.
At that moment, the door slammed open with a bang, and Nian Li rushed in. She slammed her broadsword down on the table, the sound of it clashing like a declaration of her resolve. "If you don't have money, stay and be a security guard!" she declared, her eyes brimming with determination. "I need a sparring partner!" Her eyes sparkled as she stared at Ling Yun, a gaze that seemed to hold an invisible power that left him bewildered.
Ling Yun looked into her eyes, filled with anticipation and enthusiasm, and for some reason, nodded. It was as if, in that instant, his heart was moved by Nian Li's straightforwardness and enthusiasm, and he made this decision involuntarily.
From then on, the Jiang residence gained a skilled guard. Ling Yun's daily life was full and busy. Early in the morning, he accompanied Nianli in the courtyard for sword practice. Although Nianli was a woman, her swordsmanship was sharp, and every move exuded heroic spirit. Ling Yun carefully guided her from the side, occasionally demonstrating and correcting Nianli's movements himself. The sunlight shone on them, illuminating their focused and serious figures.
In the afternoons, he would help Siyan carry the heavy account books. Siyan carefully calculated the accounts, the sound of abacus beads clacking incessantly. Lingyun watched Siyan's focused expression and couldn't help but sigh inwardly: everyone in the Jiang family has their own unique talents and abilities.
At night, Ling Yun would accompany Su Jinli, listening to her recounting of her captivating stories from the Jianghu. Su Jinli's voice was gentle and captivating, and the stories she told unfolded like vivid paintings before Ling Yun's eyes. From the stories of chivalrous warriors to the mysterious sects of the Jianghu, to the gripping stories of love and hate, each one captivated Ling Yun.
Jiang Yan saw it all. One day, when he was alone with Su Jinli, he frowned slightly and whispered to her, "My dear, I see something strange in the way Nianli looks at Lingyun." His eyes revealed a hint of worry. After all, as a father, how could he not care about his daughter's lifelong event?
Su Jinli was sewing a quiver for Nianli in her hands. She couldn't help but chuckle when she heard the words. She looked up at Jiang Yan, her eyes full of tenderness and teasing, and said, "The way you looked at me back then was not right?" Her words were like a spring breeze, carrying a hint of sweet memories, which made Jiang Yan think of the good times when they were young.
Time slipped by quietly. On a quiet night, moonlight streamed across the Jiang Mansion's courtyard, casting a dreamlike veil over the entire world. Nian Li arrived alone at Ling Yun's residence. Her heart pounded like a deer. After much hesitation, she finally summoned her courage and, blushing, said to Ling Yun, who was sharpening a knife, "Hey, be my husband!" Her voice was soft, but in the stillness of the night, it was remarkably clear.
When Ling Yun heard this, the knife he was sharpening in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. Startled, he looked up at Nian Li, his eyes filled with surprise and panic. "Miss, I..." He was about to speak, but he didn't know how to start.
"Don't want to?" Seeing his reaction, Nian Li couldn't help but widen her eyes, and a trace of loss and anger flashed in her eyes.
"No!" Ling Yun waved his hands quickly, then knelt down with a "thump", and said sincerely, "I come from a humble background, just a wanderer in the world, and I am really not worthy of the girl. The girl is of noble status and kind-hearted, I..." There was a hint of inferiority and helplessness in his voice. Although he also had special feelings for Nian Li in his heart, he was hesitant because of his background.
"If I say you are worthy of me, then you are worthy of me!" Nian Li didn't wait for him to finish, she reached out and pulled him up, saying in a firm tone, "Come with me to meet my parents tomorrow!" Her eyes were full of determination and resoluteness, as if she had made up her mind and would not allow anyone to object.
Ling Yun looked at Nian Li, a mixture of emotions welling up in his heart. He was moved by her bravery and determination, yet at the same time, he felt torn by his own predicament. He knew the Jiang family had saved his life, and now Nian Li was deeply in love with him, making it difficult for him to let go. However, his background always felt like an invisible shackle, binding his heart.
On this quiet night, the moonlight casts its shadow upon them, as if witnessing this extraordinary emotional story. Nianli's courageous confession, like a pebble dropped into a tranquil lake, stirs ripples in Lingyun's heart. And how will they face Jiang Yan and Su Jinli next? How will the Jiang family view the relationship between Nianli and Lingyun? Everything is filled with uncertainty and anticipation, like a scroll yet to be unfolded, waiting for them to write their own brilliant chapter.
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