She often asked Ye Zexi about Ling Yunting, and wanted to know more about her sweetheart.
Gradually, she really understood a lot more, she knew Ling Yunting's preferences, and she also knew that no other girl had ever appeared by his side in these years.
She understands.
Because he put all his thoughts on business matters, and did not have time to talk about love.
She doesn't care.
She doesn't need him to spend much time with herself, just like her father, she often charges and fights, and her mother will always support her father.
She would also be such a woman.
Even... one day, she can join him on the battlefield!
Finally, after waiting like this, he came back and lived in the yard next to her.
She did not get along with him directly as a fiancée, because she felt that a man like him basically refused a girl to appear in front of him in this way.
Therefore, she did not identify herself.
The first time her kite flew to his yard, she smiled and went to pick up the kite, and also saw the man dancing the sword under the peach blossom tree.
Dressed in black, he was clean and neat, and his sword spirit was fierce as he swung his sword.
She stared blankly for a while, just standing in place with the kite in her hand.
She didn't react until Jian Qi cut her hair.
She thought that if she could be with such a man, she didn't need to do anything, just looking at him would already be pleasing to the eye.
What's more, her sweetheart is a hero of the world, the great hero of the entire Northwest Territory, and the son of a chilling Northwest Territory king.
Wherever his reputation has passed, no one does not praise him.
The man noticed her appearance, frowned slightly, and walked over slowly.
She was a little frightened. It was rumored that Ling Yunting didn't like women being close, let alone entering his courtyard suddenly, maybe he would be thrown out directly, and he was ordered not to come close again.
She just wanted to peek at her secretly by picking up a kite, but she never thought she would be hit.
Will it be hated?
She was a little worried, and she was at a loss for a while.
The man frowned and saw that she was still standing still, thinking she was injured.
She saw him take out the medicine bottle and put it into her hand, and told her not to run randomly in the future, because it was easy to accidentally get hurt.
She didn't know how she got out of this yard, but she didn't think he was as cold and ruthless as the rumors. On the contrary, his voice was magnetic and beautiful, making her blush instantly.
The next day, she went to Ling Yunting's yard again in the name of thanking her, and brought him a snack made by herself.
He still frowned and looked at her, nodded when he saw that she was in good condition, and did not speak.
He often practices swords, and she likes to sit on the other side of the courtyard with only one wall and listen to his sword dancing.
Petals are flying in the sky, and the air is filled with intoxicating fragrance.
She just looked for reasons to go to his courtyard time and time again, she didn't dare to go too often, and he always looked at her indifferently.
Obviously, every time he meets, he doesn't say a few more words, she is still happy.
Until one time she went there, she saw him having a drink alone in the moonlight.
The moonlight is gentle, and he is also intoxicatingly gentle under the moonlight.
Every time she asked for something to say, he just listened, and she didn't dare to bother when she put down her things, and quietly left, until she walked far enough, and then turned her head three times, if she wanted to look at him more, she was happy enough.