Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 483: Revealing One’s Feelings (1)_1

Chapter 483: Chapter 483: Revealing One’s Feelings (1)_1

Xiao Ruiyuan’s always expressionless face seldom showed any emotions. Even when his heart was pounding and he was too nervous to utter a word, others couldn’t see through his true thoughts.

"Does the wound hurt much? Do you have any medicine on you, or do you need to change the dressing?"

Seeing that he did not respond, Mo Yan thought he was in pain and hastily helped him to a seat on the sofa. If it weren’t for the conservative era they were in, and their relationship had not reached the level of "open and honest," she would have wanted to strip off his clothes and personally inspect his wound.

Xiao Ruiyuan soon regained his composure and looked at the woman beside him, his ear tips faintly blushing and a trace of discomfort flashing across his handsome face, "The wound does not hurt, and there’s no need to change the dressing. It’s enough for me that Yanyan is at ease."

At his words, Mo Yan saw that there was no color of pain on his face, knew he was speaking the truth and not just putting on a brave front, and she relaxed. She sat next to him, keeping a distance of half an arm’s length between them.

Sitting quietly did not seem quite right. Knowing that Xiao Ruiyuan was a man of few words, Mo Yan took the initiative to start the conversation, asking him about life at the border based on what she had read in his letters.

Knowing her interest in the culture and customs of the border, Xiao Ruiyuan tried to organize his language. Combining his personal experiences from living on the frontier years ago, he spoke in great detail:

"...Early in the morning, when you come to the main street, you’ll see many people clad in exotic attire, hawking all sorts of goods on the thoroughfare. There are medicinal herbs, animal hides, gemstones, and even live creatures, including wolf pups, tiger cubs... There’s a type of food called ’fire rake,’ made from coarse grain flour. Each one is the size of a small washbasin, baked in a hearth until cooked. They can be eaten dry or dipped in pepper soup. They’re a bit rough on the mouth but very fragrant. Many merchants traveling between the border and the Central Plains buy a lot to take as dry food. When they’re hungry, they just boil a pot of pepper soup, soak half a ’fire rake’ in it, and they’re full..."

The deep and melodious voice, like the sound of a soothing flute, made Mo Yan immerse in it unknowingly. She fantasied vivid and interesting scenes of border life with his deep tones, as if she were there herself.

The sight of the woman listening so intently inadvertently mesmerized Xiao Ruiyuan, suddenly triggering an impulse to take her to the border to experience it firsthand.

Perhaps thinking too deeply, he involuntarily grasped the woman’s hand, his thoughts escaping his lips, "Yanyan, would you be willing to come with me to the border to see for yourself?"

Mo Yan, engrossed in his story, was caught off-guard by the sudden interruption. She looked up, somewhat dazed, at Xiao Ruiyuan, clearly not having caught on.

Xiao Ruiyuan, initially regretting his impulsive behavior and about to let go of her hand, suddenly firmed up his resolve upon seeing the woman’s puzzled expression. His voice unconsciously tinged with a hint of nervousness, he repeated his question, "Yanyan, would you like to come with me to the border to see it with your own eyes?"

Mo Yan arched an eyebrow. Was this some sort of unconventional confession?

Looking at the man in front of her, whose emotions were seldom outwardly displayed, and sensing the hint of moisture in his large hand, she allowed an odd smile to play across her face, illusory yet sincere as she said, "What if... what if I’m unwilling? You come from an illustrious family and hold a high position as a minister in court. Recently you’ve made a great achievement by defeating the Bai people, and your power and status are set to rise even further. As for me, just a lowly farmer’s daughter with neither beauty that could overturn realms nor extraordinary talent, how could I be worthy to stand by your side and share in the glories of the world?"

What had begun as probing words, to Mo Yan’s surprise, evolved into real pangs of pain arising unbidden in her heart, and she almost couldn’t maintain the smile on her face.

Seeing the forced smile on the woman’s face, Xiao Ruiyuan felt a prickling pain in his chest. Had he not known until now that his status imposed such a burden on her? Was this the real reason she had been reluctant to reply to his letters?

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