[R18] Looking for her in the crowd – “Looking for her in the crowd” Chapter 40 [English]

Chapter 39

Jiang Rongrong knew clearly that from the time she married into the East Palace, there seemed to be a small needle in her heart, slowly piercing her heart. It was not heart-breaking, but it was water-piercing, and it was not painful, but it was eroding every inch.

The name of that needle is Rong Jue.

It’s just because everyone around her told her that you should forget him, that you should not think of him again, that he and you have become strangers, and there is no possibility in this life, but no one told her, how to forget him?How to stop thinking about he?

Rong Chen’s kindness to her would impress anyone with a heart of stone, not to mention that she didn’t have a cold and solid temperament to begin with, but whenever she was with Rong Chen, there seemed to be a cold shadow somewhere in her heart, giving rise to an emotion called guilt.

She could guess that the news of her marrying Rong Chen must have been hidden from Rong Jue. News from the capital was not allowed to reach the border areas. There were rumors about this. From what Yingge mentioned, it seemed that a few bold and gossipy people had been sentenced to death and sent to Lingnan.

Now that the deal is done, Rong Chen no longer deliberately conceals it, because he has already figured out how long it will take for the news to reach the border. Even if Rong Jue rushes back to the capital immediately, it will be too late.

In fact, she would rather he never knew, so that there would be less trouble, or hope that he could believe what the rumors said, that she abandoned him for the sake of power. After all, disgust is easier to forget than loss.

Pulling away from the turbulent thoughts, he looked at the handsome man above. He didn’t seem to be discouraged by the lack of response. His face was as cold as frost and snow, with a touch of tenderness due to expectation, as if cold jade made smoke.Sighing slightly in her heart, Jiang Rongrong said in a low voice: “Sorry, I…I haven’t…”

Before she finished speaking, a big hand covered her cherry lips, and her moist soft lips rubbed against the veins in the palm of her hand.

“Nongnong, I know, but don’t say it, okay?”

It was like a cat stretching out its tongue to lick it lightly, and the two tender lips on the palm of the hand trembled slightly, seeming to agree to he’s request.

The stars in those phoenix eyes seemed to have fallen, and Jiang Rongrong could no longer resist Rong Chen.

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Outside Gusu City, Liu Feng, Rong Jue’s personal bodyguard, was pacing back and forth anxiously and secretly curious.

When the young master heard the news from the capital, he left the military camp without authorization and hurried back to the capital. Two fast horses had already been killed. None of the young master’s other people were taken away. He stayed in the military camp with only he, a confidant. So heI followed the young master all the way, and I could see with my own eyes how sad and anxious the young master was, but now after taking a break in Gusu, when the young master passed by this hill, he insisted on going up the mountain, and then stood for a long time under the sacred tree on the top of the mountain.

Liufeng couldn’t understand. Is the sacred tree more important than the fact that his fiancée was robbed?No, the always gentle and gentle young master overturned the table on the spot when he learned that Miss Jiang was marrying the prince. After explaining the cause and consequences to General Dingbeihou, he ignored the general’s dissuasion and immediately went to Beijing.

He scratched his head. As a guard, he shouldn’t speculate on his master’s thoughts. He should just wait patiently.

Rong Jue stood under the emperor’s mulberry tree on the mountain for a long time, motionless. Then, he slowly stretched out his hand and touched the thick and mottled tree, as if touching the pretty figure emerging in his heart.

“Nong Nong, I know, you definitely don’t want to.” The red and green leaves rustled in the wind, “Can you blame me for not coming back in time?”

Rong Jue picked off a leaf and carefully put it into his arms, then turned and left.

Next stop, Beijing.

The author has something to say: Report to the prince, the progress of the strategy is about to be forcibly reset by someone!

Prince: Locked, refusing to reset.Drag the author out and hit fifty big boards, unless there are small beads to offset it.