Hua Yan came to Wan Xuan this time to deliver her apology gift. Now that the gift had been delivered, she had no reason to stay any longer. She did not stay in Wan Xuan's courtyard for long before Wan Ge pulled her to the casting pavilion.
Seeing that Hua Yan had left, Feng Guang's fighting spirit slowly subsided. She then said to Wan Xuan with a smile, "Senior Brother, I won't disturb your rest any longer. I'll head back now."
"Alright, junior sister, remember that..."
"Don't cause any trouble during this time, and be obedient... Alright, alright, I can recite that line by heart, so don't worry, Senior Brother." Brother Feng waved his hand, "Goodbye, Senior Brother."
As if afraid that Wanxuan would nag again, she quickly turned around and ran away.
"Then I'll take my leave as well." Qi Chang'an clasped his hands in a fist salute, and Wan Xuan nodded before he turned and left as well.
The scenery stopped running once it left the courtyard of Wanxuan. It was afternoon, but the sunlight was not strong, and a gentle breeze made it feel pleasant.
Walking under a tree, she looked up at the sky. The clouds were light and the breeze was gentle. On the flowering crape myrtle tree, the green leaves and red flowers complemented each other, making her feel even more joyful.
She has always loved "beauty," referring to beautiful things. She reached out, wanting to pluck a flower to put in the vase in her room, but unfortunately, she was short and her light-footed skills were only so-so. Even when she jumped, she was always just a little short of touching the flower she had her eye on.
Maybe she should call a tall person to help her...
Just as Fengguang was thinking this, a hand suddenly appeared in her line of sight and easily snapped off the flower she had her eye on.
The hand held out flowers to her, and at the same time, a gentle voice sounded behind her, "Is this what you want?"
Feng Guang paused for a moment, then quickly turned around. The first thing that caught her eye was the man's chest. She looked up and her gaze moved upwards, where she saw Qi Chang'an's smiling face.
He had just reached out from behind her to hand her the flowers, and now that she had turned around, it felt as if he had pulled her into his arms.
Feng Guang quickly realized that she was too close to him, and she hurriedly took a few steps back, but he grabbed her arm again.
He joked, "If I back up any further, I'll crash into something."
What collided with it?
Turning around, she realized that behind her was the trunk of a crape myrtle tree. At her hurried pace, she was sure she would bump her back and hurt herself.
"I..." she said, not what she really meant, "Of course I know there's a tree behind me, I don't need you to remind me."
She withdrew her hand, and facing Qi Chang'an, she never gave him a pleasant look.
Qi Chang'an didn't mind at all. He simply held out his hand holding the flowers to her again, "Don't you want them anymore?"
The red flowers complemented his black attire, creating a unique aesthetic.
Feng Guang had always found it strange. She had seen people who could wear white clothes and look otherworldly, like her eldest brother. She had also seen people who could wear gorgeous clothes and look like elegant young men, full of vigor, like her second brother. And even more strangely, there were people who dressed themselves in red and still looked incredibly beautiful, like her third brother.
But she had never seen a man who could exude such a gentle and reserved temperament while wearing a strict and ascetic black outfit.
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