Chapter 1: Fighting with Courage

In the darkness, Ye Qingxi keenly sensed the faint movements coming from outside the window.

Although she had turned off the light early, she couldn't fall asleep at all. In her mind, there was a troubling matter that she had just learned today, which kept circling in her thoughts.

So when the paper-pasted wooden window suddenly made a rustling sound, Ye Qingxi instinctively held her breath.

This was the backyard of Yuqing An, where all the nuns of Yuqing An lived. How could someone appear outside her room's window at this time?

Could it be a wild cat from the mountains?

No, a wild cat couldn't silently crouch outside her window, nor could it make such a sound!

Or could it be a thief breaking in?

The thought crossed her mind, and Ye Qingxi's body was covered in goosebumps, and cold sweat began to seep from her back. But she dared not make a sound. Her room was located next to the right wall of the backyard, and there was no one living next to her. If she made a sound now, she might end up in even greater danger!

Moreover, she didn't even know who the intruder was.

"Creak"...

A sound that seemed to be infinitely prolonged came, making Ye Qingxi even more nervous. The window that she had deliberately closed before turning off the light had been pushed open from the outside!

Ye Qingxi slowly reached under her pillow, wanting to grab the dagger she had been keeping there for safety. But before her cold fingertips could touch the end of the dagger, a low and steady voice suddenly came from the room, "Don't be afraid, I won't harm you."

Ye Qingxi stiffened, her back soaked in cold sweat. She only heard the sound of the window opening, but she had no idea when this person had appeared in her room!

The breath she had been holding suddenly became heavy at this moment. Ye Qingxi realized that her life might be in danger.

Ye Qingxi bit her lower lip tightly to prevent herself from screaming, but her heartbeat had already become erratic.

"Don't be afraid, I absolutely won't harm you," the man's voice came again, repeating words that sounded like reassurance. Although his voice was deep, at this moment, he deliberately slowed down, giving the impression of being very friendly. After a pause, he continued, "I am the son of the Chang'an Marquis's mansion. I came to Yuqing An to pay my respects, but on the way back, I was ambushed by villains. My attendants have been killed by the villains, and in order to escape, I had to return to Yuqing An. Unexpectedly, the villains pursued me relentlessly. Helpless, I came to trouble the Reverend Mother, only hoping that the Reverend Mother would save my life!"

Nonsense about the Chang'an Marquis's mansion!

Nonsense about being a son!

Nonsense about being ambushed!

It was said that the son of the Chang'an Marquis was named Song Ning, only thirteen years old, exceptionally intelligent since childhood, and handsome, both scholarly and martially talented, a prodigy known to everyone in the capital. The voice she heard sounded at least twenty years old. How could he shamelessly pretend to be a child? Moreover, Yuqing An would close its doors to visitors at the hour of Youzheng. It was midsummer, and the daylight could last a long time. Even if he traveled back and forth from the Chang'an Marquis's mansion, it would only take an hour. How could he possibly barge in here in the dark?

His words were full of loopholes, yet he still used a tone of "I am a good person, if you don't help me, you are a bad person" to say these things, which really made Ye Qingxi not know whether to cry or laugh.

But at this moment, she dared not cry or laugh. She didn't even dare to speak. Who knew what this person was up to?

"Reverend Mother, are you willing to help me?" After a moment, the man's voice came again, with a hint of urgency.

Ye Qingxi also became anxious. Not for this person's sake, but because she keenly felt that the man was approaching her. Did he want to kill her to silence her because she didn't respond to him?

With this thought, Ye Qingxi no longer cared about anything else and hurriedly spoke, "The son's experience is indeed pitiful, but I don't know what I, a little nun, can do to help the son?"

Although Song Ning had night vision due to his martial arts skills, he couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly in the dark. Since he came in, although he could clearly feel the other person's tension, the other person had been calm and composed, obviously not a cowardly person. He instinctively thought that the other person should be an older nun, but at this moment, the voice he heard was surprisingly childish. Could it be that a child lived in this room?

With this thought, he couldn't help but walk towards the window. Although he couldn't see things clearly in the dark, his steps were light and unobstructed, and he soon found a match.

"The oil lamp is on the table," Ye Qingxi reminded him from behind.

Song Ning nodded in the darkness, walked back to the table, and lit a oil lamp with a match. Suddenly, he felt a gust of wind behind him. His heart skipped a beat as he reached back and grabbed a very slender and smooth wrist.

With a loud "clang," the sound of a metal object hitting the ground echoed in the quiet space, freezing time in that moment.

"Alright, I lost. Do whatever you want," a young woman's voice came with a hint of helplessness, as if she were saying "the weather is nice today."

Song Ning, however, remained resolute. He hadn't expected this little nun to try to ambush him!

Although she had failed, he couldn't help but feel a hint of admiration. It was interesting that someone dared to attack him!

With this in mind, Song Ning's expression became even colder. After this little incident, he had almost forgotten that he was being pursued. He composed himself and said coldly, "Do you think I dare not kill you?"

"Of course, Young Master, you dare. But Young Master doesn't have much time left, and I know a way to help you escape danger. So, Young Master, would you consider sparing my life for now?" Ye Qingxi sighed quietly.