Chapter 324 Night Bonfire
The villagers had never seen her before, and Su Ruojin had never expected that after more than two years of not seeing her, Yang Si Niang not only learned to use the sword, but also danced with it so vigorously and heroically like a female knight in the martial arts world. It was so exciting that she jumped up excitedly and clapped her hands and cheered.
When everyone saw her clapping, they also started clapping. Suddenly, the quiet mountain area became more lively.
At some point, Ning Qillang had a guqin in his hand. He sat on the ground and played the guqin to the rhythm of Yang Siniang's sword dance.
The sound of the piano rang out and everyone listened quietly.
The sound of the piano is sometimes melodious, sometimes passionate, like a mountain spring flowing through the mountains and forests, sometimes flowing slowly, sometimes rushing down with splashes of water, which makes people imagine endlessly.
She was obviously practicing swordplay, how did it become a sword dance? But when she saw the noble young general accompanying her, her heart suddenly started pounding, and she almost messed up the rhythm. Her face turned red, and she forced herself to calm down and slowly blended into the sound of the piano.
Handsome man and beautiful woman, the harmony of the zither and sword, they are simply a perfect match.
Standing in the campfire, Su Ruojin was stunned. She was even more excited than the people involved. It was so beautiful!
Ning Baniang felt itchy and couldn't help but go on stage to practice sword dancing.
Yang Si Niang was panting from dancing, and when she saw her coming up, she took the opportunity to step back and take a break.
Ning Qilang was just hesitating whether to compose music for his sister when Fan Yanjia took the flute and started playing.
One stood in front of the campfire, the other danced in the breeze.
This is youth!
At some point, Zhao Lan stood beside Su Ruojin, using his broad chest to block the cool breeze blowing from the mountains.
Su Ruojin turned around and smiled at him, "Brother Jin, look, one of them is cool and unrestrained, the other is wanton, playing the flute and the sword together, with strong feelings, how beautiful!"
Zhao Lan lowered his eyes. No matter Ning Qilang or Fan Yanjia, they didn't know what the future held, but he and her were already destined to be together. When the young lady turned eighteen, they could "hold hands and grow old together."
In the crowd, Ning Qilang's eyes were always on Yang Siniang. She pursed her lips and quietly left the crowd.
Ning Qilang followed immediately.
In the evening breeze, Yang Si Niang avoided the bright bonfire, walked to a small hill, stood facing the wind, looked up at the bright moon and twinkling stars in the sky.
Ning Qilang leaned gently behind her.
They both looked up at the night sky. The stars were shining brightly and flickering, just like their hearts at the moment.
In the distance, people's cheers could be heard from time to time, making this place even more profound and quiet.
"Arong..." Ning Qilang finally spoke, his voice soft and tender.
"Thank you, Mr. Ning, for saving me. Thank you for taking care of me during this period of time. I'm afraid I can't repay you in any way."
Ning Qilang panicked and said in a hurried voice, "Arong..." He turned her shoulders and made her face him, "You..." What do you mean by this?
Yang Si Niang pursed her lips again, took a deep breath, reached out and pushed away the hand on her shoulder, "Master Ning Qi, you understand." After that, she left without looking back.
She is the daughter of a spy from an enemy country, and is naturally in opposition to the son of the great general who defends the country. There is no possibility of a relationship between them.
She knew very well that tonight...
As she walked, she slightly raised her head. Yang Si Niang didn't want to cry, but her tears couldn't stop flowing.
She remembered what Ah Jin once said, 'Don't meet someone too amazing when you are young, otherwise you will not be able to spend the rest of your life in peace.' At that time, she didn't understand why Ah Jin said such a thing, but today, she understood.
Ah Jin and her 'stunning boy' are already engaged and will soon be married, becoming a lifelong couple, but what about her?
Their meeting was destined to be a passing by.
"Arong..." Ning Qilang came to his senses and chased after her, and met his sister who was running towards him, "Aning?" In the blink of an eye, when he looked for the young lady again, she had disappeared into the night, and he chased after her again.
"Seventh Brother..." Ning Ba Niang wanted to chase after him to stop him, but was stopped by Fan Yanjia who chased after him, "An Ning, this time when we go back, I will ask you to go to the Duke's Mansion to propose marriage."
"I've said it so many times, my parents won't agree."
"Then I will never enter the government and just be an idle scholar."
Ning Banniang, who was about to chase her brother, stopped and turned to look at Fan Yanjia in surprise, "Are you crazy?"
"I am just the youngest son in the family, so losing one child is not a big deal, but if I can't marry you in this life, I will never be happy."
The wind blowing across Ningning's face could not hide her shock. In this bustling world, talented men and beautiful women would do anything to be together. She had only read about this in storybooks, and had never expected that one day, she would become one of them.
"You...are willing to give up..." wealth and power?
Fan Yangjia nodded.
What are you still hesitating about? Ning Ning turned around and hugged Fan Yanjia, "If you can give up, I dare to marry you."
Hearing this, Fan Yanjia finally got what he wanted and hugged the excited young lady tightly, "Aning..." He buried his head in the young lady's neck and was so excited that he couldn't speak.
The bonfire barbecue lasted until midnight, and the villagers left reluctantly.
Su Ruojin clearly didn't drink any alcohol, but she felt like she was drunk. Zhao Lan carried her back. The mountain road was winding, and the farmhouse seemed to be right under the moonlight, both near and far away.
She pointed to the sky and said, "Brother Jin, can we have a bonfire here every year?"
"good."
"How about we go roe deer hunting ourselves next time?"
"good."
"We need to fight a big one."
"Um."
"We also want to hunt a sika deer, okay?"
"good."
"But you can't eat it. Keep it in the farmhouse, okay?"
"I will listen to Ah Jin."
(*^__^*)Hehehe...Su Ruojin suddenly couldn't stop laughing, "Brother Jin, how come you only know how to be good..."
As long as it's you, everything is fine.
Zhao Lan glanced to the side. He didn't know when there was no one around. He lowered his head and pointed directly at the young lady's face, "Because I like Ah Jin!"
The moonlight was just right tonight, and half of his face was reflected in the bright moonlight, making him look like a god. Su Ruojin was fascinated by him. She leaned against his front and heard his heartbeat, thump, thump.
"Alan..." She murmured his name.
"Ajin..." Zhao Lan's lips fell towards the young lady.
The moonlight lightly sprinkled on the mountain path, and the shadows of the trees danced and overlapped, like a dream. It was not until the dew deepened and the coolness was felt that Zhao Lan moved his eyes away from the young lady's lips.
Su Ruojin finally came back to her senses from the kiss. She subconsciously touched her swollen lips and walked away in shame and anger. She decided not to hold a bonfire in the future. It was really embarrassing.
As she ran, she couldn't help but look up at the night sky. The moonlight was so beautiful tonight. She thought it was all the moon's fault.
Back at the farmhouse, she yawned and asked with concern, "Is everyone back?"
Ye Huaizhen looked at Zhao Lan who was following behind the Second Lady, and said while bowing, "You're all back."
"That's good." Su Ruojin knew that Zhao Lan was right behind her, but she didn't dare to look back. "I'm going to rest." She quickly ran away.
Zhao Lan walked with his hands behind his back, looking light-hearted. He did not return to the house immediately, but stood under the corridor to continue admiring the moon with a smile on his face.
Ning Qilang heard them coming back and went to the corridor and stood beside him. Seeing his greedy look, he said bitterly, "Jinzhi..."
Zhao Lan turned his head.
He looked at the night sky without saying anything.
Zhao Lan glanced towards Yang Si Niang's room. He knew what was going on, but no one could help him with this matter. He just silently accompanied him to watch the special moonlight tonight.
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