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In the early morning, the gentle sunlight of the Ni Chang mansion sprinkled onto the ancient stone slabs in the courtyard, shimmering with a pearl-like golden glow. The shadows of the ancient trees swayed with the wind, adding a touch of liveliness to the ancient and elegant mansion.
However, on this day, a sudden change occurred within the mansion as Ni Chang's precious jewelry box went missing, plunging the entire mansion into chaos. The servants scurried around like startled wild geese, searching everywhere, and the dignity of the prestigious family was thus challenged.
Ni Chang sat in the corridor, wearing an exquisite silk gown, delicately holding a folding fan. The landscape painting on the fan was particularly clear in the sunlight. A hint of worry hung on her pretty face, and her eyes revealed a touch of vulnerability and helplessness. She alternated between watching the hurried servants and gazing at the blooming flowers in the distant garden, seemingly seeking some solace.
At that moment, Ye Ran approached from a distance, dressed in simple warrior attire, with a light but unrestrained gait. His sharp gaze and straightforward manner made him a notorious expert in the mansion. Upon seeing Ni Chang's expression, a mocking smile appeared on Ye Ran's lips as he said, "Oh, Miss, with such a troubled look, could it be that you're worried about the lost and found jewelry?"
Ni Chang raised her head and cast a displeased look at Ye Ran, her voice carrying a hint of arrogance: "Ran, this is not a time for jokes. That jewelry holds great significance for me, it's about the honor of my family."
Ye Ran shrugged it off, looking around with a playful glint in his eyes: "In that case, let me help you retrieve the jewelry. It seems there's nothing in this mansion that I can't find."
Ni Chang may disdain Ye Ran's arrogance, but in this situation, she has to admit that Ye Ran's abilities are indeed extraordinary. There is a hint of hope in her eyes, but she still maintains a proud attitude: "You? Don't forget, this is no ordinary matter."
Ye Ran raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips: "Miss, just rest assured and keep a close watch. Nothing in this mansion can escape my eyes."
Ye Ran's footsteps were light and swift as he moved through every corner of Ni Chang's mansion, like an agile leopard searching for its prey. His eyes were sharp, seemingly able to see through every hidden place, a skill honed over years of martial arts training.
He first patrolled along the corridor, his eyes scanning each intricately carved pillar as if trying to see through it. Then, he navigated through the complex courtyard, his steps nimble yet steady. Whenever he passed by, the willow trees gently swayed as if paying him homage. Even the deepest corners where the servants resided could not escape his scrutiny. Every step of Ye Ran seemed so cautious and thorough, his movements casting long shadows in the sunlight, like a silent drama unfolding.
When entering a secluded courtyard, Ye Ran's eyes suddenly sharpened. This forgotten corner, rarely visited by anyone, had caught his keen attention. The ground had been recently disturbed, with faint traces of water stains in the soil. Wasn't this a sign of hidden secrets?
Ye Ran crouched down, his eyes sharp like a hunter's. He gently brushed the soil with his fingers, each touch so cautious. Finally, under a seemingly ordinary stone slab, he found the long-lost jewelry box. A smug smile appeared on Ye Ran's lips as he blew away the dirt with a breath, then carefully retrieved the jewelry box.
The surface of the jewelry box is a bit dirty, but it still retains its elegance and delicacy. Ye Ran gently brushes off the dust, revealing the true face of the box. A hint of teasing flashes in his eyes: "It seems that this household really hides some remarkable people."
At that moment, a faint sound of footsteps approaches from a distance, and Ni Chang appears at the courtyard gate. She sees the jewelry box in Ye Ran's hand, with a hint of surprise and puzzlement in her eyes.
Ye Ran stood up and handed the jewelry box to Ni Chang with a smirk on his face, "Miss, I've found your treasure. But I'm curious, who in this household has the audacity to come and steal your jewels?"
Ni Chang took the jewelry box, looking complexed. She lowered her head to look at the box in her hand and softly said, "Thank you, Ye Ran. This jewelry box is not just wealth to me, but also a piece of memory."
Ye Ran Raised one eyebrow, with a half-smile: "Oh? It seems there's a story behind this jewelry box? But let's save that for another time. For now, we need to find out who did this good deed."
Ni Chang Seeing the jewelry returned, shook her head, not wanting to pursue the culprit, and simply said gratefully, "No need, Ran. Thanks to you, this jewelry holds great meaning for me. You are truly my benefactor."
Ye Ran just smiled faintly, with a hint of nonchalance in his tone: "Ah, this is just a small matter, Miss doesn't need to worry. Matters in the martial world are far more complex than this, and this little thing is really nothing to me." Although Ye Ran's expression seemed indifferent, a trace of genuine concern could be seen in his eyes.
Watching Ye Ran, Ni Chang couldn't help but change her impression of him. She had thought he was just a frivolous guard, but she didn't expect him to show such wit and capability in this situation.
As time passed, Ni Chang's attitude towards Ye Ran quietly changed. She no longer treated this once background guard with her previous arrogance and indifference. In the soft morning light, she often chatted with Ye Ran in the courtyard, as if seeking to understand this mysterious man through these brief interactions.
One clear morning, Ni Chang wore a simple and elegant long dress, sitting quietly on a stone bench in the courtyard. She gently caressed the silk folding fan in her hand, her gaze alternating between the blooming flowers and Ye Ran practicing martial arts.
Ye Ran's movements are agile and powerful, each move and posture displaying the resilience of a warrior. His gaze is focused, as if everything around him is of no concern. But when he catches Ni Chang's eye, a mischievous smile appears at the corner of his mouth.
"Miss, why are you so leisurely today? Aren't you going to practice something?" Ye Ran stops his movements and teasingly asks.
Ni Chang With a gentle smile, her voice carried a hint of playfulness: "If I were to wield a sword like you, I'm afraid the entire mansion would tremble."
Ye Ran Taking a few steps closer, his eyes held a hint of provocation: "Oh? I'd like to see that. But what I'm more curious about is, how could the young miss have such a great interest in an ordinary guard like me."
Ni Chang's cheeks blushed slightly as she flicked her folding fan, trying to conceal her subtle emotions: "Your skills are extraordinary, and being able to retrieve my jewelry box naturally arouses curiosity."
Ye Ran squinted his eyes, with a hint of playful nonchalance in his tone: "Oh, so are you curious about my past as well?"
Ni Chang was about to speak, but Ye Ran had already turned back to the training ground, raising his sword and saying, "Let the past go with the wind. I only care about the present."
Watching Ye Ran's agile figure, Ni Chang couldn't help but feel a bit complicated. This man's past is full of mysteries, but he always chooses to avoid it and doesn't want to say more. She couldn't help but feel helpless, but at the same time, she also became more interested in this mysterious man.
Ye Ran's every dodge, every evasion, silently tells his story. And Ni Chang seems to gradually understand the deeper meaning behind this wordless communication.
One afternoon, Ni Chang sat on the veranda, holding a newly acquired book, reading it attentively. Ye Ran walked over from a distance and, seeing her so engrossed, softly asked, "Miss, are you studying another fascinating story today?"
Ni Chang raised her head slightly and saw Ye Ran, a hint of joy flashing in her eyes: "Ran, you're here. This is a book about ancient poetry, with elegant and moving verses that are intoxicating."
Ye Ran approached and curiously glanced at the book page: "Oh? Miss Ni's taste is indeed extraordinary. Could you allow me to read it?"
Ni Chang smiled and handed the book to Ye Ran: "Of course. Do you also like poetry?"
Ye Ran took the book and casually flipped through a few pages, with a hint of indifference in his eyes: "Can't say I like it, but reading poetry occasionally can calm the mind."
Ni Chang was somewhat surprised to hear him say that. She had thought that Ye Ran only liked the world of martial arts, but she didn't expect him to have some knowledge of poetry as well. A hint of curiosity flashed in her eyes as she asked, "How did you learn all this in the past?"
Ye Ran glanced at Ni Chang with a hint of avoidance in his eyes, but then regained his composure. "My past is not worth mentioning, just a commoner. Miss, you don't need to be so curious about me."
Ni Chang noticed the evasiveness in Ye Ran's words, which made her even more curious. However, she also knew that Ye Ran was unwilling to talk more, so she didn't pursue it further, just smiled and nodded.
After that, the relationship between Ni Chang and Ye Ran gradually became closer. She found that although Ye Ran spoke lightly and often had a sharp tongue, he always quietly cared for her in his actions. In Ni Chang's heart, Ye Ran's image gradually changed from an ordinary guard to a trusted friend.
The days passed slowly in the tranquility of the mansion, adding a touch of difference to Ni Chang's life because of Ye Ran's presence. And Ye Ran, in silence, also developed a special interest in this seemingly delicate yet internally resilient woman.
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