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I didn't know how to comfort her, so I could only stand there blankly and watch her cry for twenty minutes. After twenty minutes, she finally ran out of tears and slowly stopped.
I walked over to the bed and sat down beside her. We sat in silence for another ten minutes before she finally spoke up.
"I'm sorry, Liuying..."
In my heart, I wondered what she had to be sorry for; it was her who was sad, not me. But I couldn't say that out loud. Sigh, if only we weren't both in love with the same man.
Melan wiped her tears and said, "This is so embarrassing; I don't want it to be like this at all. Liuying, this is a joyous occasion. I'll measure your dress size later; you seem to have grown taller recently. We don't have much time left; the wedding dress needs to be made quickly."
Hearing this made my heart ache a little, and I replied, "There's no need for all that trouble. When the time comes, we'll just go through the formalities, pay respects to our ancestors, and skip the whole wedding procession. I won't even wear a wedding dress."
"That simple? How can that be? What does Brother Nie think about this?"
"He's worried about the dangers."
"Well, that's reasonable. But no matter what, Liuying, you're his new wife; you have to look beautiful so that Brother Nie will like you. Let..." Han Meilan suddenly looked up at me with her bright, sparkling eyes. "Liuying, do you like Brother Nie?"
I was taken aback by her question and didn't understand why she asked that. But I felt it was best to be honest now, so I nodded decisively.
"Melan, I've admired him for a lifetime; that won't change. I'm very happy that he wants to marry me."
Han Meilan lowered her gaze sadly and nodded. "That's good."
The air in the room relaxed a bit as Melan took a deep breath, held my hand, and opened up.
"I'm sorry, Liuying; I want to tell you the truth. Ever since I saw Brother Nie at Snowfall Villa five years ago, I've started... liking him. I know you two are getting married now, and it's wrong of me to feel this way; I didn't want to act so out of line, but I just couldn't help it."
I tightened my grip on her hand. Sigh, this silly girl. It's perfectly normal to fall for someone as outstanding as Qiu. Besides you, there are others vying for his affection too; what do you have to apologize for? After all, you haven't stolen him from me like Ruo Chanjuan did.
"Three days ago, we heard you were taken away, and we were all very worried, but we didn't know where to find you. Brother Nie went to look for you, and we believed he would definitely find you and bring you back. Then, in the middle of the night, you returned..."
This was what happened after I lost consciousness, events I was unaware of. But at this point, there was a hint of painful choked sobs in Han Meilan's voice.
"It was Brother Nie who carried you back. You had fainted at that time, and Brother Nie wrapped you tightly in a blue robe and held you in his arms. He was wearing some strange black clothes, almost as if they weren't our own people's attire. The two of you looked very odd together."
"At that time, Cousin was also there. He was very anxious and asked Brother Nie what had happened to you. Brother Nie didn't speak for a long time. In the end, he just held you tightly and told Cousin: 'She is mine now...'"
I was stunned. He wasn't unaware of Luo Dachun and Ye Liuhui's situation; was it really a good choice to be so straightforward about it?
"Cousin didn't say a word, standing there for a long time without moving. Brother Nie took you back to his room and kept watch over you all night, not allowing anyone to enter. Liuying, perhaps you understand Cousin's feelings; I think he is truly heartbroken."
I could certainly understand Luo Dachun's feelings. However, seeing such a scene, Han Meilan's sorrow must have been no less than his.
In this world, there are always those who rejoice while others grieve. I focused solely on my happiness but forgot that my happiness might very well be built on someone else's suffering.
"Melan, where is Brother Luo?" I took a deep breath and changed the subject.
"Cousin has been missing since then, but don't worry, Liuying. I know Cousin; he isn't the type to lose hope. He's just sad and probably wants to be alone for a while."
After a pause, Melan continued, "Liuying, I always thought you would definitely like Cousin, which is why I asked you earlier if you liked Brother Nie. Although the four of you have never been anything more than friends, I just had this feeling that you have feelings for Cousin deep down. But recently, everything seems different; I don't know what you're thinking anymore. Brother Nie treats everyone equally, but I increasingly feel that he genuinely likes you. If that's the case, I hope Liuying that you also like him; I hope... I hope you both can be happy forever."
As she spoke, this girl began to cry again.
I was at a loss for words when suddenly there was a rapid knocking at the door—bang bang bang.
Han Meilan quickly wiped her tears, composed herself, and got up to open the door.
Standing at the entrance was Lin Jiu. Upon seeing Melan, he surprisingly showed no signs of shock and simply said, "Miss Melan, Firefly Girl, you two should hurry to the garden; the County Magistrate and the County Constable are fighting!"
Upon hearing this, both of us were taken aback and quickly followed Lin Jiu to the garden. I was extremely anxious, so much so that I didn’t even notice how Lin Jiu could take my presence in Melan's room as completely natural. I had just woken up, after all. Shouldn't he have been surprised and greeted me? Had Lin Jiu been lurking outside Han Meilan's room all along?
But now was not the time to dwell on such trivial matters. I kept complaining in my heart about Nie Qiuyuan—how could he think this way? He knew about Luo Dachun's situation. On the surface, it seemed like he had snatched away his brother's beloved; how could he not comfort him before resorting to violence?
When we reached the garden, the two were in the midst of a fierce fight, scattering our carefully tended flowers everywhere. It was spring, and the flowers were in full bloom, making the garden quite beautiful. Now, however, it could only be described as a complete mess.
I guessed they must have been fighting for a while since both were panting slightly. I had never seen them breathe heavily during a fight before. But we could only watch from a distance because it was impossible to get close; both fighters were using their internal energy, making the garden alternately cold and hot—a place no one could stay in comfortably. The blooming Peonies were particularly unfortunate; some had frost covering them while others wilted from the heat—it was clear they were ruined.
I couldn't help but wonder how Luo Dachun could remain composed amidst such intense fighting.
Was it related to autumn?
No, wait! On the battlefield were two figures—one blue and one black. In the moment they crossed and paused, my gaze instinctively fell on the figure in black. His clothes were soaked over a large area; this definitely couldn't be sweat!
I quickly looked down at the ground and, as expected, saw bloodstains scattered everywhere.
Was he injured?
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