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In the world of rivers and lakes, one cannot avoid being hurt!
As she watched the large blade swing toward her neck, Su Meiniang desperately closed her eyes, cursing inwardly: Shouldn't it be said that after eighteen years, there would be another beauty?
The anticipated pain did not come. She cautiously opened her eyes and saw Wen Qian, draped in white like a floating cloud, gracefully landing before her. With a smile, he said, "Isn't it time for some kind of expression?"
"Expression?!"
Su Meiniang blinked in confusion. It wasn't that she was pretending to be clueless; she genuinely didn't understand.
"Well, after a hero saves a beauty, isn't the beauty supposed to offer herself in gratitude?"
Wen Qian said with a teasing smile, kindly reminding her.
Su Meiniang took the cue, placing her hands in a shy gesture reminiscent of Xi Zi holding her heart. With eyes full of affection, she gazed at Wen Qian and softly sighed, "Oh, noble sir, if I am fortunate enough to meet you again in another life, it will be in the spring of March when flowers fall like rain. We shall hold hands and gaze into each other's tear-filled eyes. Alas, I am still young while you have grown old."
...
Wen Qian's hand trembled, and his silver-white sword clattered to the ground.
The one who saves a beauty may not always be a hero; sometimes, they can also be a rogue.
From that moment on, Wen Qian, who considered himself her savior, became Su Meiniang's nightmare.
She had never seen a man with such thick skin. No matter how many times she rejected him, he always appeared on time the next day, full of energy, and would greet her with, “Beautiful lady, I don’t ask for the next life; just dedicate this life to me!”
“Chieftain, do you really not like master Wen?”
Meizi, who was hiding and dodging alongside Su Meiniang, was quite puzzled. She tilted her head, looking at Su Meiniang with a face full of confusion. In her eyes, only Wen Qian was worthy of their brilliant and mighty Chieftain. So why did the Chieftain insist on rejecting him?
“Meizi, you don’t understand!”
Peeking out from the woodshed, Su Meiniang turned her head and glanced at the little girl beside her with an air of mystery. “The more outstanding a man is, the less safe he is! Think about it—someone as exceptional as Wen Qian would never be content to stay in our small Chaoyang Village. Sooner or later, he will leave.
Her encounter with Wen Qian was a misunderstanding from the start. The more they spent time together, the more she realized that he was not someone who could be kept in Chaoyang Village. Rather than being sad later, it would be better to cut off her feelings now!”
Su Meiniang admitted that in the battlefield of love, which had no smoke of war, she was simply a coward!
The so-called passionate love was merely a beautiful idea in her mind.
“You’ve never tried to keep me; how do you know I wouldn’t stay?”
A lazy baritone voice sounded behind Su Meiniang. Turning around, she found Wen Qian’s gaze soft as water, as if it could drown someone within its depths. “Mei Niang, as long as you speak up, I will not refuse anything.”
Just as Su Meiniang was about to escape to the door, she stumbled upon hearing those words and collided with the threshold at her feet, sending her sprawling out dramatically.
“Wen Qian! If you say such disgusting things again, I swear I’ll kick you out of mountain stronghold! Do you believe me?”
Su Meiniang, covered in dust and dirt from her fall, increasingly felt that the handsome man in the White Garment Floating was her nemesis. Every time she encountered him, misfortune seemed to follow.
Thus, she concluded: cherish life and stay away from Wen Qian!
This was the truth she had come to realize!
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