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Night falls, and a bright moon hangs like a silver plate in the sky. The garden in the mansion is shrouded in moonlight, resembling an ink painting scroll. Ni Chang walks lightly on the garden path, dressed in a light purple gown that flows with the wind, resembling a night elf.
Her steps are light, and her face carries a hint of leisure. Ni Chang has been frail since childhood, often quietly studying music, chess, calligraphy, and painting in the mansion. She is curious about the outside world, and tonight, she has decided to come to the garden to seek some different scenery.
The moonlight is like water, gently sprinkling onto Ye Ran's tall figure. His sword dance is like a willow in the wind, a powerful and beautiful combination. The tip of the sword draws graceful arcs in the air, as if weaving splendid patterns in the night sky.
Ni Chang quietly approaches, her eyes filled with admiration. She is dressed in exquisite silk, unable to hide her noble temperament even in the night. Her eyes are deeply drawn to Ye Ran's fluent swordsmanship, unable to look away.
After the sword dance, Ye Ran took a deep breath and turned to see Ni Chang. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, then turned into a mocking sneer: "Oh, even the young lady is interested in such rough work? What, are music, chess, calligraphy, and painting no longer enough to satisfy your refined tastes?"
Ni Chang stepped forward, unaffected by his provocation, with a determined gleam in her eyes: "Ran, your swordsmanship is stirring. I want to learn, even though I'm not skilled in martial arts, but I want to give it a try."
Ye Ran looked at her askance, with a disdainful smile on his lips: "Miss, with your delicate frame, I doubt you can even handle a heavy sword. Don't get yourself hurt, I can't bear that responsibility. Besides, the martial arts basics I taught you last time are already enough for keeping fit."
Ni Chang showed a hint of unwillingness on her face, a touch of stubbornness appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Even so, I want to give it a try. I refuse to believe that there's anything in this world that I can't learn."
Ye Ran was moved by Ni Chang's persistence. He let out a sigh of relief and, though his tone still carried a hint of teasing, his eyes revealed a hint of seriousness: "Alright, since you are so persistent, I will teach you some basic sword techniques. But you must promise me, you must not act recklessly, and if anything seems wrong, stop immediately."
Ni Chang's eyes sparkled with joy. She nodded and showed a hint of innocent smile: "I promise you, Ran."
Under the ancient and rustic moonlight, Ye Ran patiently guided Ni Chang, and every one of his movements appeared particularly smooth and precise. With a long sword in hand, he gently drew one perfect arc after another in the air, as if composing a silent music score in the night sky.
Following Ye Ran's footsteps, Ni Chang imitated his movements with care, although not as skillfully. Every small detail was meticulously replicated by her. Her arms seemed a bit strained from holding the sword, but her eyes were filled with determination.
Ye Ran sometimes sternly corrects Ni Chang's posture, and sometimes jokes with a hint of playfulness: "Miss, holding the sword like this, I'm afraid even a sparrow wouldn't be scared away."
Ni Chang turns her head, a hint of unwillingness in her smile: "Ran, stop mocking me all the time. Although I may not have your natural martial arts skills, I also have the determination to learn."
Ye Ran flashed a hint of approval in his eyes, and he slowed down his tone, saying seriously, "Good, then I will teach you seriously again. I see your determination."
As time passed, Ni Chang's movements became more and more fluent. She learned how to move her steps flexibly and how to wield the long sword in coordination with her breath. Every time she swung the sword, the tip of the sword would leave a faint silver light in the air, like stars falling to the mortal world.
Ye Ran couldn't help but be amazed by Ni Chang's learning ability. His eyes were no longer playful, but filled with affirmation: "Not bad, Miss, it seems that you are not only knowledgeable in the arts, but also have a unique understanding of swordsmanship."
Ni Chang stopped her sword and breathed slightly, but her face was full of satisfaction: "Thank you, Ran. Your guidance makes me feel that even martial arts have their beauty."
Two people exchanged a smile under the moonlight. In that moment, the seriousness of martial arts and the hardships of learning seemed to melt away in the gentle moonlight.
As time passed, Ni Chang gradually began to grasp some basic swordsmanship. She stood in the moonlight, wielding a wooden sword, although her movements were not yet smooth, she had already achieved a preliminary form.
Ye Ran stood aside, quietly watching, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. Ni Chang felt Ye Ran's gaze and stopped, saying to Ye Ran, "Ran, thank you. I learned a lot tonight."
Ye Ran smiled, walked to Ni Chang's side, and said softly, "Learning the sword is not an overnight thing, it takes time and patience. However, your performance tonight was already very good."
Ni Chang showed a satisfied smile on her face, she turned to look at the moon, her eyes filled with dreams: "Practicing sword under such moonlight, I feel like a heroine in the martial arts world."
Ye Ran looked at Ni Chang and a hint of reminiscence flashed in her eyes: "Under the moonlight, everyone can be the hero in their own heart."
The moonlight washed over the garden, with only the sound of the gentle breeze brushing through the treetops. For Ni Chang, this night was a new beginning. She not only learned the art of sword dancing, but also experienced a lifestyle different from before.
As for Ye Ran, this night was also special. He looked at Ni Chang's innocent smile and couldn't help but feel moved. This naive and willful woman brought him many different experiences and added some joy to his life.
As the night deepens, Ye Ran and Ni Chang each return to their own rooms. Ni Chang lies on the bed, her thoughts wandering, filled with endless longing for this jianghu. Meanwhile, Ye Ran sits quietly by the window, gazing at the bright moon in the night sky. Although his heart is calm, it also hides deep thoughts.
In Ye Ran's heart, there is both a growing concern for Ni Chang and memories of his own past. He knows that his life is filled with too many unsolved mysteries, and perhaps one day these secrets will be revealed. But before that happens, he must do his best to protect Ni Chang and prevent her from being harmed.
In Ni Chang's dream, the rivers and lakes unfolded vivid scenes. She was dressed as a female knight, wielding a long sword, fighting side by side with Ye Ran. In her dream, she was brave and resolute, no longer the pampered young lady of the mansion, but a female knight walking in the rivers and lakes.
They wandered through the picturesque ancient town, Ye Ran in black clothes with a slight smile, while Ni Chang had a determined look, her eyes shining with unyielding light. Their sword tips pointed towards injustice, battling against evil forces.
In a confrontation, Ye Ran was injured by the enemy's hidden weapon, and Ni Chang immediately rushed forward to protect him and make him retreat. She stood in front of Ye Ran, waving her sword, and firmly said, "Ran, you retreat first, leave this to me!"
Ye Ran responded jokingly, "Oh, the young lady has also learned to protect others? Don't get hurt yourself."
Ni Chang ignored his sarcasm and focused on battling the enemy. Although her swordsmanship was not as exquisite as Ye Ran, it was resolute. Every strike she made was for justice, and every step was to protect Ye Ran behind her.
The battle in the dream was intense and real, and Ni Chang felt a surge of unprecedented passion and excitement. Together with Ye Ran, they experienced one perilous situation after another, but they were able to persevere each time.
Finally, as the dream gradually fades, Ni Chang hears Ye Ran's voice and in the hazy dream, she says to her, "Miss, you did well today. You seemed a bit like a real heroine."
Ni Chang is filled with satisfaction and happiness. She smiles in her dream, feeling like she is no longer the protected little bird, but rather an eagle soaring in the sky. The version of herself in the dream is full of strength and courage, a feeling she has never experienced in reality.
Meanwhile, Ye Ran would quietly flip through his memories in the still of the night. His past was like a complex martial arts novel, with each page filled with thrilling stories. But he understood that these stories couldn't be shared with Ni Chang just yet; she wasn't ready to face the ever-changing world of the martial arts.
Time passed quietly, and under Ye Ran's guidance, Ni Chang gradually learned more swordsmanship. Her body became healthier as a result, and her face often lit up with a confident and happy smile. Watching Ni Chang's transformation, Ye Ran couldn't help but feel relieved.
However, the good times did not last long. Suddenly, news came from the mansion that a group of unidentified individuals had entered the vicinity, seemingly eyeing the mansion with ill intent. This news instantly put the entire mansion on edge.
Ye Ran immediately heightened his alertness, knowing that these people were likely from his past enemies and could pose a threat to Ni Chang. Therefore, he decided to strengthen the mansion's defenses while ensuring Ni Chang's safety at all times.
Ni Chang Upon hearing this news, although she felt a little scared, she still appeared very strong. She couldn't become a burden to Ye Ran, so she practiced swordsmanship even harder, hoping to be able to protect herself when necessary.
Late at night, Ye Ran stood outside Ni Chang's room, his figure appearing lonely and resolute in the moonlight. He silently vowed in his heart to protect Ni Chang no matter what, and not let her suffer any harm.
Meanwhile, Ni Chang was in the room, holding a wooden sword in her hand, with a determined gleam in her eyes.
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