Phi-Fic Chapter 330 He kissed her
Chapter 330 He kissed her
In the training ground, the sharp edges of longswords gleamed in the sunlight.
Chu Yi and Xie Jingchun stood in the middle of the room, their eyes meeting.
Instructor Zhang stood aside and announced the start of the competition.
Chu Yi bent down, gripped his longsword tightly, and suddenly exerted force with his feet, rushing towards Xie Jingchun like an arrow released from a bow.
His swordsmanship was indeed as ruthless as rumored; his sharp and oppressive aura alone was enough to force his opponents to retreat repeatedly.
Xie Jingchun frowned, quickly calmed himself down, and focused all his attention on dealing with the situation.
The disciples on the sidelines held their breath, watching Chu Yi strike with his sword again and again, forcing Xie Jingchun to retreat step by step.
Despite the immense pressure, Xie Jingchun remained calm and composed, her steps always steady and methodical.
With his longsword, he combined defense and offense, constantly probing Chu Yi's rhythm.
The competition gradually intensified. Chu Yi's swordplay remained fierce, but it was clear that he was running out of energy.
Xie Jingchun's eyes lit up, and he quickly changed his rhythm.
Taking advantage of Chu Yi's slight hesitation in swinging his sword, he dodged aside and thrust his longsword straight at Chu Yi's midsection like a nimble snake.
Chu Yi hurriedly parried, but revealed an even bigger flaw.
This move was fatal!
Taking advantage of the situation, Xie Jingchun pressed forward relentlessly. Chu Yi was already at his limit and was forced to retreat repeatedly until his final blow, when he was defeated.
The surrounding disciples immediately erupted in enthusiastic cheers.
"It still has to be our Xie Jingchun!"
"Who does that Chu Yi even count for!"
Even after his defeat, Chu Yi's expression remained unchanged.
He ignored the praise from others and did not greet Xie Jingchun.
Silently flicking his sleeves, he gripped his longsword tightly and walked out of the arena without looking back.
Xie Jingchun sheathed his sword and stood still, watching Chu Yi's figure disappear.
a few days later.
The Marquis's residence, Yingxue Hall.
"Miss, is this hairpin alright?"
Qingping tidied the hair ornament in her hair and asked cautiously.
Xie Wanning snapped out of her reverie and said somewhat absentmindedly, "Okay, this one will do."
Ever since I met Li Yuanheng at Wanfo Temple that day, I've been thinking about him a lot these past few days.
And just thinking about it makes my heart race...
She was certain that Li Yuanheng had feelings for her, but that affection was far from enough!
More, more is needed!
"Did you find out what I asked you to inquire about?" Xie Wanning asked.
Qingping pursed her lips. "Miss, I've found out. Young Master Li will be attending a poetry gathering at the Elegant Garden today."
"Now that you've found out, hurry up and get the car ready! I want to go to the poetry gathering too!"
The thought of seeing Li Yuanheng soon made Xie Wanning's heart start pounding again.
"Yes, ma'am."
After saying that, Qingping couldn't help but sigh.
Li Yuanheng is too frivolous and doesn't seem like a good match at all...
But unfortunately, the young lady likes it so much.
As a servant, she had no choice but to obey.
Xie Wanning carefully washed and dressed herself, choosing a peach-colored dress.
She rode in a carriage until she reached the entrance of the elegant garden where the poetry gathering was held, and then slowly stepped down.
This elegant garden is built by the water, surrounded by weeping willows, and has a touch of the beauty of the water towns of Jiangnan.
Xie Wanning entered the gate and followed the sounds of the zither and the resounding recitation of poetry to the courtyard.
A number of people had already gathered in the hall. The etiquette of the Great Jin Dynasty was not so strict. Both men and women were participating in the poetry gathering, and they were chatting in small groups.
Her gaze swept across the crowd and she quickly spotted Li Yuanheng.
He was dressed in a simple jade-colored long robe, with clear and bright eyes, and was talking in hushed tones with an elderly scholar.
He doesn't smile often, but his smiles always exude a sense of composure and gentleness.
Xie Wanning's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but look at him.
But they met Li Yuanheng's gaze.
He didn't avoid it; instead, he nodded politely.
Xie Wanning felt a sudden panic and quickly lowered her head to take a sip of tea, but her ears involuntarily turned red.
The poetry gathering continued in a lively manner, but Xie Wanning found it boring and found a quiet place to sit down.
She lowered her head and fiddled with the silk handkerchief in her hand when Li Yuanheng suddenly walked up to her side.
"Miss Xie, what do you think of the poem just now?" Li Yuanheng asked gently.
Xie Wanning felt a sudden unease, then nodded, trying to make her tone sound calm.
"Young Master Li's poem is very well written."
Li Yuanheng's lips curled up slightly, carrying a profound and enigmatic meaning.
He slowly leaned down, his gaze still fixed on her face.
"Miss Xie, you flatter me."
Xie Wanning was about to say something when she felt him move even closer.
Her heart started racing, and she felt almost at a loss.
Before she could react, Li Yuanheng leaned down and gently touched her cheek.
The movements were gentle, as if a feather were brushing past.
She was stunned for a moment, frozen in place.
The heat spread rapidly across my cheeks, and even my ears felt hot involuntarily.
Li Yuanheng maintained his usual gentle smile.
He stepped back and said politely, "Thank you for your praise, Miss Wanning. I'm very pleased..."
Xie Wanning felt as if she were nailed to the spot, and even her breathing seemed a little unsteady.
She...she couldn't be mistaken!
Li Yuanheng just kissed her!
Looking at the blush on Xie Wanning's face, Li Yuanheng couldn't help but sneer inwardly.
She's such a naive and foolish young lady.
A little kindness was all it took to make her remember him.