Chapter 286: The Beauty of Mutual Love
A little fairy?
Tong Sanlang lowered his eyes somewhat embarrassed, at first he had suspected as much, but he quickly dismissed the idea.
Back then, he was more worried that Qiao Xiaomai would stir up trouble and affect his family’s rebellion plans.
Now seeing Qiao Xiaomai laughing so happily, he felt embarrassed because she indeed turned out to be a little fairy.
Awkward.
Still, he mustered the courage, looked up, “I didn’t think you were a little fairy then. 1 was more cautious about you, afraid that you would discover my family’s secret.”
Qiao Xiaomai’s laughter stopped abruptly.
He touched his nose uncomfortably and continued, “But, it’s precisely because 1 had my guard up against you that I observed you more. And as I continued to observe, unwittingly, my heart fell for you.”
Qiao Xiaomai was speechless…
She wrinkled her nose and huffed, “Do I look like a troublemaker?”
“No, no, no, a good citizen! You are a good citizen, the kind that lives a stable and genuine life. I’m the troublemaker. 1 apologize for misunderstanding you that day.” Tong Sanlang immediately apologized.
Qiao Xiaomai huffed again, “Considering everything, I’ll let it go.”
She pointed to the dish in front of them and whispered, “Come on, young man, tell me about your journey of falling for me.”
While saying so, she took out a few packs of sunflower seeds from the storage space, preparing for a long talk.
Too bad she didn’t drink. It would’ve been perfect to have some wine at this moment.
In vino veritas, right?
Looking at her expectant expression, Tong Sanlang chuckled and started to tell his story while picking some seeds.
It was late at night, under a sparse sky full of stars, they were sitting in the courtyard, leaning their heads together over a small table—one was talking while the other was laughing.
They didn’t know about the future.
Neither of them wanted to turn into strangers, but they hadn’t progressed so far as to get married yet.
So, after much hesitation and struggle, they made a choice: to fall in love secretly.
All they could do was seize the moment, join hands and move forward together.
They didn’t sleep a wink that night.
For the next few days, their schedules were completely reversed. They would secretly talk in the courtyard for a long time every night.
These secret meetings felt both exciting and delightful to both of them.
Through these dates, they got to know each other much better.
Both of them had been through much since childhood—one had struggled with a wicked stepmother and weak father, while the other lived in constant secrecy knowing his family would rebel one day.
Their environments and worlds were different, but thankfully, they both possessed qualities such as integrity, kindness, diligence, responsibility, and even the selfishness of giving up responsibilities for each other.
Such qualities formed a convergence of moral values and personality.
They could chat about anything without disagreement over certain matters. They felt joyful when together and would smile when thinking about each other when apart.
This feeling, it’s truly wonderful.
Over the past few days, Qiao Xiaomai had thanked the time travel gods countless times. It’s hard to even find friends who hit it off so well, not to mention a lover.
Moreover, her lover was a perfect match in terms of age, appearance, and family background.
How many people could encounter such luck?
With their feelings growing warmer, her leg injury finally healed completely.
She no longer needed to drink medicine or observe rest. Excitedly, she could finally move around as she pleased!
Just as she was preparing to celebrate her regained freedom, Yang Ye seemed to have eyes everywhere and arrived right when she was about to step out.
His white brocade attire seemed quite out of place in the small mountain village of Anping.
“Miss Qiao, has your leg healed?”
“Yes, it has.” Qiao Xiaomai nodded honestly.
“All, it seems that the medicines 1 sent were put to good use.” Yang Ye unfolded the fan in his hand, his phoenix eyes shaping into crescents.
Qiao Xiaomai blushed and giggled, “Thank you, Your Highness.”
“It’s nothing, today, I came here to…”
Before he could finish, shouts from Chen Guilan came from outside the courtyard, “Xiaomai, Xiaomai, it’s terrible! Our wheat field was set on fire!”