[R18] Looking for her in the crowd – “Looking for her in the crowd” Chapter 55 [English]

Chapter 54

Rong Jue looked greedily at the figure who thought about it day and night. When Liufeng brought back the news that she was going out, he rushed over without even thinking about it.

The Prince’s Mansion was heavily guarded, especially after he returned to Beijing privately in violation of military orders. Not even a fly could fly in. He was as thick as a canary enclosed within the palace wall.The secret guard of the General’s Mansion once sent news that the East Palace seemed to be interested in seizing the opportunity of the General’s Mansion, but it was hesitant to take action. It seemed that he was waiting for the opportunity to persuade him not to break in easily.

He didn’t know that Rong Chen was waiting for he’s next move. The situation at this time was like a critical chess game. They were evenly matched, each had an advantage. Both sides were eyeing each other, waiting for the other to make the first move.

But he couldn’t wait any longer. The emperor mulberry leaf from the last time was to make Nonnong not forget him. He only had the past time as a bargaining chip, but Rong Chen legitimately had many days in the future for Nonnong.

I have been in love for a long time, and when I think of these four words, he will feel chilled to the bone.

Jiang Rongrong stepped out of the threshold, took the handkerchief handed over by Yingge, and wiped the slight sweat from her palms.

“Are you going to the Bibo Pond in the north? The lotus flowers are in bloom at this time, and it’s cool there. I’ve walked a long way, so I can take a good rest.”

“Well, let’s go.”

Qingquan Temple is very close to Bibo Pond. Jiang Rongrong and his party arrived after a short walk. In the distance there is a stone pavilion deep among the lotuses. It stands elegantly. However, the pavilion is very small and can only accommodate two people at most. Jiang Rongrong wanted to be alone for a while, so he ordered Yingge and Chu Yuan to leave first.

“Your Highness, we have been ordered by the Crown Prince to personally protect His Highness on this trip. Please forgive us.”

Chu Yuan knelt down in front of Jiang Rongrong, his serious face unwavering.

Jiang Rongrong was a little helpless, someone was too domineering, “Then you just wait here, this Bibo Pond is not big, I can walk around as I please.”

The two agreed and stood by the pool together, watching Jiang Rongrong walk towards the depths of the lotus, gradually getting further and further away. Gradually, her figure was gradually blocked by the layered lotus, and only a hazy outline could be seen.

Pink lotuses were growing all around the pavilion, and the small stone path was covered with petals emerging from the water. Jiang Rongrong lifted up her silver satin skirt and walked over carefully to prevent herself from stepping on the delicate petals.

When she arrived at the pavilion, the evening breeze blew by, and the faint fragrance hit her. She leaned on the stone chair, stretched out a lotus root arm, and stroked the red and green cover. She saw a small boat coming from the depths of the flowers. It took a long pole and entered the water. It came slowly and unhurriedly, splitting the flowers and blowing the leaves.

The young man standing on the boat looked so familiar that she felt that she had fallen into a deep dream.

In the dream, he still smiled at her lovingly as before. In fact, he often smiled at others, but only when he was facing her, his eyes would shine like stars sinking in the river.

Just like his name, he has a pure appearance and a gentleman like jade.

“Dense.”

But his voice was very close at hand, gentle and soft, like a cup of fragrant tea in summer.

The man threw away the long pole, stretched out his hands, and waited for her.

Then let’s dream together.

As soon as Rou Yi came into contact, she was gently pulled over. Then, a strong force hugged her slender waist tightly without rejection. In an instant, she came from the pavilion to the boat.

She had stood still, and the hands were still firmly fixed on her waist, as if she had no intention of letting go.

The warmth in her palms penetrated her skin through the thin summer clothes, telling her the reality of this moment.

After blinking, Jiang Rongrong’s voice was very soft: “Brother Ajue?”

“It’s me.” The eyes of the person holding the palm were blurry, filled with disbelief and surprise, as well as a trace of futuristic and hidden panic.

A beautiful hand moved up, caressed her slender neck, and held half of her cheek.”Dense.”

“Yeah.” It was so soft that it seemed inaudible.

“I’m back.”

“Yeah.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Yeah.”

“Nonnon, I’m sorry.”

He is thick and has lost a lot of weight.The waist is like a willow branch that is gradually fading in early summer, and the bright wrist seems to be broken with a pinch. At this moment, he is first seen, and the face is astonished, as frosty as snow, like a delicate porcelain that will break at a touch.He just wants to hide her in his arms and never let her go.

Jiang Rongrong’s heart was filled with turmoil, but she couldn’t say a normal word.

What does she want to say?

What can she say?

She had imagined many reunions, including cold looks, mild ridicule, and verbal accusations, but she never expected that he would be filled with guilt, bend down, and apologize to her.

No, the one who should say sorry is not you.

Rong Jue looked at that delicate little face, and rubbed it carefully with his warm fingertips, and the white porcelain cheeks finally felt a little warmer.

“Nongnong, do you blame me?”

He shook his head slightly and said that he could not control the imperial edict alone, not to mention that this premeditated plan had been planned for a long time.In this era, everything is like dust in front of the imperial power.

“It doesn’t matter if you blame me, it doesn’t matter how you want to punish me.”

He still shook his head, but his eyes were filled with mist.

“Why can’t Nong Nong only shake her head and not speak?”

A gentle kiss fell on her eyes, dispersing the fog.

Yubai’s little hand pressed against he’s chest, and Jiang Rongrong tried his best to force herself to distance herself a little.

“Brother Ajue.”

Those eyes that had reflected her figure for decades were still staring at her tenderly.

“I never blamed you.”