Chapter 153
Hearing Zhao Xiuyan's voice calling her, Nan Yan glanced at him and met Zhao Xiuyan's calm and gentle eyes, which were as gentle as ever.
But upon closer inspection, one could still detect a hint of uneasiness between his eyebrows, and even his body was a little stiff.
He was afraid that Yanyan would not want to come and would directly reject him in front of his junior fellow apprentice.
Nan Yan pursed her lips, hesitated for a while, and finally gently broke away Murong Tuo's wrist and walked towards him. She clearly saw that the other person's body seemed to relax a little, as if he breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression on his face became more relaxed.
Zhao Xiuyan spread out the cloak and put it on her shoulders, then smiled, turned around and took her directly back to the room.
The remaining Murong Tuo stared at the two people's backs with a gloomy look. Although Yanyan did not say a word of reluctance from beginning to end, in Murong Tuo's eyes, she was forced and she was unwilling.
It was the senior brother who forced her, it was the senior brother who shamelessly took her away, and now he wants to use that incident to control her.
...He can forget it!
Murong Tuo's eyes flashed with fierceness and he clenched his fists tightly. He would never let his senior brother bully her again, and he would never watch her sad like that.
Nan Yan has not spoken since Zhao Xiuyan took her to the room. The atmosphere between them is a little subtle. They have had physical intimacy, but their feelings are not strong enough.
In other words, with Nan Yan's current personality, it is impossible for her to accept him so quickly and accept everything that happened that day. She always needs time to calm down and face it.
Zhao Xiuyan poured her a cup of tea and when he turned to look at her, Yanyan was sitting quietly by the window. His eyes fell unconsciously on her face.
I don't know if it's because she's a virgin, but her usually pretty and gentle face now has a hint of charm and moving. She holds her sleeves lightly with her fingers and looks outside sideways. The light from the window reflects on her profile, making her look particularly peaceful and beautiful.
Zhao Xiuyan placed the tea on the table in front of her. The steaming tea had a faint and refreshing fragrance. He stretched out his hand, as if wanting to hold her hand.
But Nan Yan subconsciously avoided it.
Zhao Xiuyan paused for a moment as he stretched out his finger. Looking at Nan Yan who pursed her lips and refused to look at him, he gently put his hand down and smiled as if nothing had happened.
He said calmly, "Yan Yan is willing to let Junior Brother hold you, but you won't let me touch your hand?"
His features were as gentle as a painting, without a trace of anger in his eyes, he just stated the fact calmly.
After hearing this, Nan Yan finally raised her head, and her soft, dark eyes slowly fell on him. For a moment, she didn't know what to say and could only curl up her fingertips.
She stared at him quietly without saying a word.
Zhao Xiuyan looked at her reaction. Being looked at by such soft and delicate eyes, no matter how unwilling he was, it was soothed.
But it's time to resolve the issue between him and Yanyan. He didn't mention it before because he was worried that she would feel resistant to him after hearing about it.
But his junior brother's sudden thoughts and actions inevitably made him feel a little uneasy. Zhao Xiuyan's eyelashes drooped slightly. He could either not disturb her or suppress his feelings. But God had already let him get her. In that case, although it was not his original wish, he really did... How could he let go so easily and hand her over to someone else?
He could never let go so easily again.
Zhao Xiuyan lowered his head and pondered for a while, as if he had adjusted his mood, then raised his eyes to look at Nan Yan in front of him, and said quietly, "Does Yan Yan like Junior Brother more?"
Nan Yan was stunned when she heard such straightforward words. She looked at him in confusion, as if she didn't quite understand what he meant.
He exhaled lightly, his voice a little low, "Indeed, compared to a hypocritical idiot like me who forcibly destroyed your innocence, Junior Brother is indeed more suitable for you."
When he said this, he frowned again, but after seeing her reaction, his frown gradually relaxed and he continued, "It's just that Junior Brother is a little impulsive and has a bad temper, so he may be a little weak in taking care of people."
His tone softened a little, "However, if Yanyan really likes me more, then I can treat what happened that night as a dream. I won't use it to threaten you, and I won't prevent you from being with me. In the future...if Yanyan doesn't mind, you can...call me brother. Is that okay?"
Nan Yan now understood what this person meant. He was choosing a husband for her. Okay, but was he really that generous? Could she just choose whoever she liked?
She still calls him brother. Does this guy want to play some forbidden love? Don't call her brother during the day and climb over her wall and into her bed in the middle of the night!
Zhao Xiuyan didn't know what she was thinking. He just saw that she kept her head down and refused to speak. For some reason, he felt a dull and uncomfortable feeling in his heart. His chest felt dull and a little blocked.
He didn't know whether this was a tacit agreement, or whether she was now so disgusted with him that she didn't even want to give him a chance to speak to her.
He could snatch his junior fellow apprentice away, but the final outcome was still in her hands. He had already bullied her once, and he couldn't force her to do anything again. If she really hated him, he couldn't ignore her wishes...
Thinking of this, Zhao Xiuyan suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness in his heart. He stretched out his slender fingers and pressed his frowning brows. Suddenly he shook his head and sighed softly, then lowered his eyes and looked at her quietly, "If you really don't want to see me, don't want to talk to me, then I will go find my junior brother. From now on, you can talk to him directly if you have anything."
He thought of something again and whispered, "Junior brother... has matured a lot now. I think he should be able to take good care of you."
Zhao Xiuyan said this and turned around to leave.
As soon as I turned around, a pair of soft, white fingers gently pulled my sleeve.
Nan Yan saw him turning around, as if he really wanted to go find his junior brother. She felt a little nervous for a moment, so she subconsciously pulled his sleeve, and then said anxiously, "It's not what you think. I don't like your junior brother."
Hearing this, Zhao Xiuyan seemed stunned for a moment, and then a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.
He turned around and gently grasped Nan Yan's fingers, holding them lightly in his palm. The force was not strong, but it made it difficult for her to pull away.
Nan Yan looked at the movements of his hands, and a hint of discomfort clearly flashed across her eyes. Her fingertips curled up and moved lightly in his palm. She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not let go and let him hold her like this.
Zhao Xiuyan felt the soft touch of his palm, and her charming look emerged from that night involuntarily in his mind, and his earlobe hidden in his hair felt slightly warm.
He cleared the random thoughts in his mind, and then looked at the person in front of him with gentle eyes, "Yan Yan, if you don't like your junior brother, then do you have a little bit of indifference towards me..."
He was too embarrassed to say the word "like" because he suddenly thought of the things he had done, things that no one would like.
He paused, his tone became softer, and then he changed what he was about to say, "I don't ask Yanyan to like me much, I just want you to... stop disliking me, stop avoiding me, and stop ignoring me."
Nan Yan didn't expect him to make such a request. After hesitating for a moment, she moved her lips and finally spoke, "But don't you already have a lover? If you only want to be responsible for me because you are forced, I don't actually need it..."
Zhao Xiuyan lowered his head and pondered for a while, then suddenly smiled at Nan Yan and asked softly, "Yan Yan, do you care about my past? If you do, I will tell you slowly."
When he said this, he had already sat down beside her. His sitting height was still much higher than Nan Yan. He lowered his head and looked at her seriously, "I won't play both sides. It's true that I have a fiancée, but it happened too suddenly, leaving me no time to deal with the things behind."
"I did agree to the engagement with Pian Pian myself. Two years ago, Pian Pian accidentally saved my mother. Because of this life-saving grace, my mother liked her very much, so she often invited her to visit her home. Over time, I became familiar with her. I liked her, but I know very well that that kind of liking is somewhat different from the feelings I have for you."
Zhao Xiuyan was silent for a moment, a gentle look flashed in his eyes, and he continued, "If I lied to you that I had no feelings for her just because I wanted to coax you into my hand, it would be too hypocritical and shameless, but I don't want to describe to you in detail how I once liked other women. It's not that I'm afraid you won't like it, but I am a little concerned. I am concerned that time cannot go back, and I couldn't meet you earlier, stand by your side with a legitimate and more qualified identity, protect you, and like you."
"I'm not saying this to justify anything, I just want you to see more clearly what kind of person I am. I'm not the gentleman that people say I am. I have selfish motives, I get jealous, and I have mean thoughts because I like you. I'm trying to impress you with these words, hoping that you can give me a chance. Yanyan, are you willing to give me a chance?"
After Zhao Xiuyan finished speaking, he looked intently at Nan Yan in front of him, and his hand holding hers tightened unconsciously. His palms were a little sweaty, and he felt a little nervous and uneasy in his heart, worried that she would show him a look of disgust and disdain.
Nan Yan was a little stunned, especially after hearing what he said. The emotions in her eyes seemed a little complicated. She lowered her eyes, not wanting him to see the expression on her face.
But Zhao Xiuyan still saw it. He saw Yanyan's entanglement and hesitation. It seemed that she was not completely unresponsive to him. Maybe she didn't have deep feelings for him, but she did have some strange emotions towards him, otherwise she wouldn't be so reluctant to face him.
Realizing this, Zhao Xiuyan's heartbeat suddenly slowed down. He exhaled lightly and held Nan Yan's fingers tighter, with his slender knuckles slightly interlocked with hers, which reminded people of what happened that night.
"Yan Yan, do you know? If it hadn't happened that night, I might not have been so aware that I had such feelings for you. I would have always restrained myself. Even if I had thoughts about you, I would not force you to do anything you didn't want to do."
Zhao Xiuyan looked down at her, his voice becoming calmer and more serious, "As for my marriage with Pianpian, the responsibility is naturally mine. After returning to Qingzhou, I will come to cancel the engagement. As compensation, I will do everything I can to rescue her, and I will also choose a good marriage for her in the future."
At this point, Zhao Xiuyan paused, "This matter will not become an obstacle between you and me, Yanyan, can you give me a chance to take care of you? At this point, I don't ask you to like me much, as long as you don't hate me, resist me, or confront me anymore, that's enough, okay?"
Now that things have come to this, if she doesn't respond, it would be too much.
Nan Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her fingers slowly held the back of his hand.
But she didn't know what she was thinking of, but there was still a trace of hesitation on her face, and then she looked up at him, "But I'm a married woman, I have a husband, I can't just... "
Before she finished her words, Zhao Xiuyan understood what she wanted to express. He knew that this matter was a little difficult to accept for a girl like her who had been taught the Three Principles and Five Constant Virtues since childhood, but it was the first time that he felt that Yu Liuyun was really not worthy of her love at all.
Zhao Xiuyan reached out and brushed the strand of hair that was scattered on her cheek behind her ear. His fingers touched her face, then gently lifted it up and looked at him. "Yanyan, I know that mentioning this will make you sad, but your husband is really not worth your efforts for him."
"He drove you out of Xuancang Sect and abandoned you when you were the most vulnerable and helpless. He never fulfilled any of his responsibilities as a husband. Such a person is not worthy of your love. You don't have to feel guilty. This is not your fault. He just didn't cherish you from the beginning to the end."
Thinking of these things, Zhao Xiuyan had a very complex and indistinguishable emotion in his heart. He didn't know whether he was glad or resentful. If Yu Liuyun hadn't treated her like this, he might not have had the chance to be with her in this life. But when he thought of what Yu Liuyun had done to her, sending a weak woman like her who had no ability to protect herself away, it really made him feel hateful. Isn't this forcing her to die?
How could a woman like her bear all the mess that might happen?
As Zhao Xiuyan thought about it, a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes, but he quickly put aside all these complicated emotions and looked intently at the person in front of him.
"I know it's hard to let go of love all at once, but let's take it slow, okay? I don't mind that you still have him in your heart, but as long as you are willing to slowly give him up and accept me, that's enough."
These words seemed to finally move Nan Yan. She finally met his eyes, and then under those gentle and calm gazes, she slowly tightened her grip on his fingers.
Fragmented rays of light shone on her shoulders, her hair fell softly on her shoulders, and her fair and smooth face was as beautiful as jade.
She finally showed a faint smile like before, with a hint of discomfort in her gentleness, and her face was slightly red. "Then you have to promise that you will never bully me like you did that night again."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was held tightly in the other's arms. Zhao Xiuyan clasped his hands on Nan Yan's waist and back, and his fingers gently stroked the soft long hair scattered on her back. The soft and delicate touch made him feel as if his whole chest was filled with something in an instant.
An inexplicable joy and happiness filled his heart, causing his heart to tremble slightly.
He could not hold back his joy, "No, I will never bully you again. From now on, you can do whatever you want. I will listen to you."
Haha, don't think she doesn't know. This person only says nice things. When the moment comes when the arrow is on the string and has to be shot, will she still care about what she promised?
Never mind, she won't suffer any loss anyway.
Nan Yan then leaned her head gently on his shoulder.
After that, the three of them fell into a peaceful state again. On the night when the two of them talked it out, Zhao Xiuyan found Murong Tuo and said something to him.
Anyway, when Nan Yan saw him again the next day, Murong Tuo's emotions that were originally revealed were restrained completely, especially when facing his senior brother. His black eyes were deep, and he would only unconsciously clench his fingers when he saw the two of them getting close.
Murong Tuo lowered his eyes and didn't look at the two people who were getting closer and closer in the carriage.
Ever since he told Nan Yan that he would take her far away, his senior brother has been watching her very closely. He didn't know what his senior brother said to her that night, but it made her seem to accept her fate and no longer resist his closeness.
Whenever he saw his senior doing those intimate things to her, touching her head, brushing the hair off her cheeks, holding her in his arms, and declaring his sovereignty as if no one was around, he could not suppress the resentment and anger in his heart.
His senior brother told him that he and Yanyan had completely resolved their misunderstandings, and that he would cancel the engagement and marry her in the future. Yanyan also agreed, and if he didn't want to make her sad or embarrassed, he shouldn't bother her again.
But based on what?
What qualifications does he have to not disturb Yanyan?
Was it just based on the skin-to-skin intimacy that night? Was it just based on an unclear love affair between a man and a woman that he wanted to imprison Yanyan for the rest of her life and take her for himself?
The more Murong Tuo thought about it, the more resentful he felt.
Why couldn't it be him? Why did Yanyan have to be his after having had skin-to-skin contact with her? He was unwilling to accept it. They were not husband and wife, so why couldn't he get close to Yanyan?
He didn't know how long he could endure it.
He hadn't said a word to her in the past few days. Whenever he wanted to get close to her and say something to her, his senior brother would appear from time to time, and Yanyan would obediently follow him away. She had become even colder than before.
Obviously, at the beginning, even when she was angry with him, disliked him, or quarreled with him, she would never ignore him. But now, after having a senior brother, she refused to even look at him anymore.
And all this is because of senior brother. It is because of him that Yanyan has become like this!
Murong Tuo hid his hands in his sleeves, veins bulging on the back of his hands. It was a pity that no one knew what he was going through.
…
The three of them rode in a carriage and had no trouble along the way, and finally arrived at Qingzhou City.
Qingzhou City is indeed prosperous and bustling, and the Zhao family is indeed a century-old family with many disciples. Such a family also pays the most attention to family tradition and social atmosphere. If they knew that the young man they valued was hanging out with a woman from the Demon Sect, and that woman was a married woman, they probably would not agree.
But let the other party worry about these things. She is happy anyway. Moreover, as a victim, it doesn’t matter even if she doesn’t admit it.
She was now thinking that Yu Liuyun might not be able to hold back any longer, and she didn't know when that person would come.
After entering Qingzhou, the three of them first went to a nearby inn. Here they no longer had to worry about the Xuancang Sect's people wantonly arresting and hunting them down. After all, this was the territory of the righteous, and there were fewer scams and frauds.
Zhao Xiuyan was indeed quite thoughtful in doing things. The night before he returned, he had found Nan Yan and told her everything about his family. He also said to her, "My family has many elders and relatives. I have my own courtyard in Qingzhou. Aristocratic families have many rules. Although most people in the martial arts world are not particular about small matters, sometimes the more self-righteous the clansmen are, the more they like to use these red tape to force others to follow."
"Yan Yan, if you want to go back with me directly, I will take you to see my parents directly, and then report to them what happened between us. If you are not ready for the time being, you can live in the courtyard where I usually live. Everything is ready there, and there are servants in the house, so there won't be those messy people to disturb you. After I have dealt with everything, I will take you to see my parents. What do you think?"
Nan Yan naturally chose to live directly in his courtyard and forget about dealing with his parents.
Given her current identity, as the daughter of the former leader of the Xuancang Sect and the wife of the current leader, if she followed this man directly into the Zhao family's house, there would be chaos in the Zhao family within a day. She was not here to cause trouble, so it was better for her to keep a low profile.
Zhao Xiuyan sighed softly and patted her head, feeling a little sorry. "I also guessed that you definitely don't want to go back with me to meet your parents. Although I also want to take you back to get married as soon as possible, and then stand by your side legitimately, but now is obviously not the time."
"In that case, I will take you to where I used to live. That's where I used to get up early to learn martial arts and swordplay with a martial arts master. If you are bored, you can ask the maid to take you out for a walk, but remember to bring guards with you."
Before leaving, Zhao Xiuyan gave Nan Yan a long-winded nagging, which gave her a headache. She had never known that this gentle senior brother could actually be like an old lady in private. He would talk to himself for a long time even if others ignored him.
I don’t know why he likes to nag so much?
Nan Yan was really annoyed by the end and directly covered his mouth with her hand, "Zhao Xiuyan, my ears are about to get tangled. Why didn't I know you were so annoying before?"
Zhao Xiuyan reached out and grabbed her fingers, then looked down at her and smiled, "I thought you could ignore me forever?"
"When I was a kid, I kept whispering to my master. He was much more patient than you are. He listened to me for three days before he left me alone. I have become much more restrained now."
Hearing this, Nan Yan imagined this gentle and graceful young man chasing after an old man and asking him about his moves, and she couldn't help but laugh.
Seeing her smile, Zhao Xiuyan smiled too.
Then he stretched out his hand and pinched her soft cheek, smiling and said, "I'll come over later, you should have a good rest first."
After settling Nan Yan, Zhao Xiuyan finally returned home. When he and his junior brother first traveled around the world together, the two had a brotherly relationship, but now they disliked each other. The coldness and indifference in their eyes were no longer concealed, and they were both thinking about how to make the other completely give up.
Nan Yan stayed in the yard for a few days. Zhao Xiuyan came over almost every day during these days. He seemed to be very busy recently, so busy that he had bruises under his eyes, but he still came to see her on time.
Perhaps because he was worried that she would be bored sitting alone in the yard, he took the initiative to say to her that evening, "There's a lantern festival tonight. Do you want me to go out with you?"
Since the two of them had talked it out thoroughly a few days ago, their relationship has become much closer than before.
Zhao Xiuyan clearly felt that Yanyan was no longer as resistant to him as before, especially since the two of them had resolved their misunderstandings, she seemed to smile and show more expressions on her face.
When he held her hand, she would hold his hand in return, liked to pinch his fingers, would compliment him on how beautiful his fingers were, would smile at him, would annoy him when she was unhappy, and would glare at him. Sometimes when he annoyed her, she would call him by his full name, and then stretch out her small hands to pinch the soft flesh on his waist... Zhao Xiuyan felt pain and an indescribable joy at the same time. He just felt that Yanyan like this made him like her indescribably. He liked the way she treated him without any scruples, and liked the way she treated him like no one else in front of him.
Just like now, Zhao Xiuyan just asked her if she wanted to go out for a walk with him, but this person turned around with a suspicious expression and looked him up and down.
Then he wrinkled his face and said with a strange expression, "Why are you different from what I imagined?"
Zhao Xiuyan's eyebrows twitched. In order to accommodate the other person's height, he bent down to let her look at him. His eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as a painting. "What's different? Take a closer look?"
Nan Yan pulled his face without any hesitation, "Where is your temperament? Where is your unattainable noble temperament? I'm afraid that your reputation as a noble in the martial arts world is just a rumor? How come I haven't seen you practicing swords since you came back? You stay with me all day long, and you want to go out and play every day. I'm afraid that you, a martial arts master, are not very good?"
Zhao Xiuyan couldn't help laughing when he saw her disgusted expression. He had been so busy these days, and this person actually complained that he came too often. What a heartless person.
"I'm just worried that you won't get used to Qingzhou, so I won't teach you to have fun. What if you don't like it here in the future? And you're looking at me like that, as if I'm some street dandy who's idle and has nothing to do all day. Do you dislike me so much?"
Nan Yan couldn't help laughing, then she grabbed his collar and pulled him down, "If I say something I dislike, will you get angry? Will you beat me and bully me?"
Zhao Xiuyan was pulled by her and leaned forward, his hair falling off his shoulders. He couldn't help laughing, "I have never hit you or bullied you, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Nan Yan snorted twice, raised her eyes and glared at me, "You said you didn't bully me, but that night I cried and begged you to stop but you refused. If that's not bullying, what is that? Are all the marks on my neck caused by dog bites?"
Hearing this, Senior Brother's face turned red uncomfortably, and his white jade-like earlobes were also stained with a little red.
That is indeed bullying.
He probably thought of the passionate love scene that night, and his palms felt hot for a moment.
But the expression on his face was still that serious and abstinent. He held Nan Yan's wrists tightly with both hands, turned his face slightly, and said in a low voice,
"How can we talk about this kind of thing outside? We can discuss it later... later. Let's not pursue it now."
Then he abruptly changed the subject.
"Well, I heard that a few new clothing stores have opened in the south of the city. It seems that young women in the city like to go there. It seems that a group of gem merchants from the Western Regions have come and brought back a lot of exotic gems and spices, as well as various silver wares. Can I take you to have a look?"
Nan Yan went there of course. After staying in the courtyard for a few days, it was time for her to go out for a run. By the way, she seemed to have not seen her junior brother in the past two days.
I don’t know what happened between the two of them?
She thought it would be a good idea to go out for a walk, maybe she would encounter something good.
The night in Qingzhou city is indeed prosperous. The land and water nurture the people. The people of Qingzhou are outstanding and beautiful, and the girls here are also particularly beautiful. There are many people outside, and there are quite a few women wandering around, but there are more men.
Especially in the tavern, there were many scenes of verbal fighting. Although Nan Yan did not understand a word, there was also a ring competition not far away, which attracted many combative people. The crowd watching around was also particularly excited. Nan Yan was not interested in those, so the two of them walked slowly forward.
The further you go, the more shops you see. There are indeed a lot of interesting and beautiful things. In addition to the rouge and powder that are very popular among girls, there are even more various weapons, daggers inlaid with gems, as well as jewelry, jade, porcelain, and all kinds of goods. It is so dazzling that it makes people's eyes dazzled.
Nan Yan didn't like those, but she picked out two painted Kunlun slave masks, handed one to him, put the other on her face, and then tapped the mask and laughed muffledly, "Senior Brother Zhao, can you still recognize me in this state?"
Zhao Xiuyan curled the corners of his lips, then nodded and said, "Of course I recognize you." Then he imitated her and put on the mask.
Nan Yan chuckled, and the two of them continued walking forward with their masks on. When they were tired, Nan Yan smelled the aroma of hibiscus pastry in the air again, so she asked the man to buy her something to eat.
The aroma of hibiscus cakes was indeed tempting. The shop was not far away. Zhao Xiuyan squeezed her palm, then took off his mask and looked at her with a smile, "Then you wait here for me, I'll be back soon."
Nan Yan immediately nodded obediently, still muttering, "Go quickly, I'm hungry."
After hearing this, Zhao Xiuyan couldn't help but rub the top of her head, then turned around and went to the Furong Pastry Shop not far from the entrance of the alley, and quickly bought her a box of snacks, with a water bag in his hand, and then he protected her and walked slowly forward.
Nan Yan held the box of cakes, ate them in small bites, and passed a piece to his mouth, but it was blocked by the mask, "Zhao Xiuyan, do you want to eat it?"
The other party shook his head slightly.
His gaze fell on that pretty and gentle face, and a long-lost smile seemed to appear in his eyes. Then he reached out his hand, with his fingertips trembling slightly, and wiped away the debris from the corner of her mouth.
His fingertips were slightly cold, especially when they touched her. His fingertips gently rubbed the corners of her mouth, and his movements were more cautious than usual.
The two of them walked forward. Perhaps worried that the crowd would separate them, he reached out to her and held her hand tightly, leading her forward.
He seemed much calmer tonight.
Usually, Senior Brother Zhao was very talkative. He would tell her about the customs and habits of various places in Qingzhou, introduce her to various delicious foods, and talk about some very interesting things. But for some reason, Senior Brother Zhao suddenly became silent tonight.
Nan Yan vaguely sensed something, but didn't say it out loud.
When she spoke, he listened quietly, humming from time to time in response. His eyes seemed very happy and full of tenderness, but it was a pity that his face was covered by a mask, so his expression could not be seen clearly.
The two followed the flow of people and ate delicious rice balls, tasted tasty honey rose wine, and watched an exciting boxing match. In the end, it was a nimble fat man who won the first place and took away fifty taels of silver. Nan Yan smiled and clapped her hands, praising the fat man for having not a single piece of excess fat on his body, and the people around her also laughed.
Then be careful to protect her and prevent people around her from crowding her.
He held her hand and continued walking forward. The two of them were like a normal couple. They walked from the beginning to the end. At the end of the road was a quiet river. On the other side of the river, people were setting off lanterns. When they walked the last section of the road, Nan Yan slowly pulled her hand out of his palm.
Then he exhaled lightly, raised his eyes, and said calmly, "Let's stop here. Master, you don't have to see me off. I should go back now, or someone will worry."
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