[R18] Looking for her in the crowd – “Looking for She in the Crowd” “Story” [English]

Chapter 129

Rong Chen, who had figured out the whole story, still felt an uncontrollable pain in his heart. The way she looked at he was so unfamiliar.

Just like she was when she was robbed into the East Palace.

Holding back the surge of sourness, Rong Chen smiled with a seemingly warm smile:

“Nongnong, this is the East Palace.”

“East Palace? Why am I here? Where is brother Ajue? Shouldn’t I be at Xiaoyao Villa?”

It seems that just overnight, some things have turned upside down.

Rong Chen looked at that innocent and beautiful little face and exhaled, his tone soft, like the spring breeze in March blowing through the heart of a tourist.

“Nongnong, can my cousin tell you a story?”

Somehow, Jiang Rongrong looked at he and couldn’t refuse. She could only put aside her doubts temporarily and listen to what he said.

After the illness, his body was soft and weak, and he could not sit for a long time. Rong Chen stretched out his hand to hug her as usual, paused, clenched it into a fist and took it back, letting Jiang Rongrong lean on the soft Su embroidery pillow and listen to her story quietly.

A pool of harp-like sound slowly echoed in the dormitory.

“Once upon a time, a young master fell in love with a young lady. The two had known each other since childhood. Unfortunately, the young lady already had someone he admired in his heart. The young master had no choice but to hide his feelings and just look at her every day.”

The young master’s eyes became as warm as spring because of the memories.

Jiang Rongrong looked at he, her heart seemed to be gently smoothed by an iron, and her breathing slowed down.

“However, as he got older, the young master watched her getting closer to the man he loved every day, watching her and him boating on the lake under the moonlight, hugging and kissing, and watching her blushing and agreeing to his proposal of marriage. His heart felt like he was suffering in the ice and snow every day. He finally couldn’t bear it anymore. On the day of the young lady’s wedding, the young master forcibly snatched the young lady into his house.”

He’s voice seemed a little sour from this memory.

By the time Jiang Rongrong reacted, her little hands could not help but cover her slightly frowning eyebrows.

“I…”

He panicked and tried to withdraw his hand, but he grabbed it and never let go.

“Nongnong, the story is not over yet.”

Qingjun’s side face gently rubbed the soft palm of his hand, like a fairy beast that only wanted to nod in front of his lover.

The sourness was relieved by the warm palms, and Rong Chen continued calmly:

“After that, the young master married a young lady, but the young lady ignored him every day and complained about him in her heart, but the young master was not afraid. As long as he could be with the young lady, he was satisfied. And,” the big hand grabbed her small hand.”This young lady is kind-hearted, and the young master treats her with all his heart. After a long time, he finally gained some sincerity from the young lady.”

“But when the relationship between the two gradually deepened, the young lady’s former sweetheart came back and kidnapped the young lady. The young master was so anxious that he searched for the young lady all night long. After a few months, the young master finally found the young lady. When he was full of joy and wanted to hug her, he found that the young lady no longer remembered him.”

The phoenix eyes are like a bottomless lake, containing rich sadness.

Perhaps, this is the punishment God gave him for snatching love away from him.

“That young man… is so pitiful.”

After Jiang Rongrong listened, her heart felt a little clogged for some reason, and her words were a little choked.

“Do you feel pitiful for Nong Nong?”

“Yeah.”

It must be the most painful thing in the world to have your sincerity go to waste and be forgotten by the one you love.

Rong Chen looked at her, opened and closed his thin lips, and told the end of the story:

“That young man is me, and that young lady is Nong Nong.”

Jiang Rongrong looked at he in shock, her pink lips trembling slightly, like delicate petals blown by the spring breeze.

“How…how could…you…I…”

She was so surprised that she couldn’t speak clearly.

Rong Chen hugged her soft waist. He had been patient for a long time. At this time, he just wanted to feel the warmth of her body.

Smelling the light body fragrance of her body, the heart that had been hurting since the beginning of the story could relax a little.

“It’s thick, it doesn’t matter. If you forget it, I will let you remember it again.”

He’s voice was very firm, revealing a domineering tone that could not be rejected. It was indeed in line with the status of a prince, and he was still so strong in his heart.

Wait, deep down?

Should she be very familiar with this “unfamiliar” royal cousin?

Why does this idea come up?

Perhaps because of too much thinking, Jiang Rongrong felt the uncomfortable feeling in her mind coming back, followed by intense fatigue.

“Cousin Emperor, I, I’m a little tired.”

The voice was soft, mixed with obvious weariness.

“Then go to sleep.”

She was unable to break free from his strong embrace, and she was so sleepy that she quickly fell asleep in his arms.

Before she fell into a dream, she remembered that she hadn’t asked about the whereabouts of brother Ajuan yet…

Rong Chen looked at her sleeping face, his fingers caressing her soft cheeks involuntarily, and listening to her slight breathing, he felt that he was finally truly alive.

She is still intact and healthy in his arms.

Although the imperial doctor had cured the medicine in her body, and the jade stone had been broken into powder by him in anger, it would still take some time for her to recover her memory, whether it was a year or a lifetime, he could wait.

If you really can’t remember their past, then he will fill her heart with a new one.

Covering the lips that you have missed for a long time, you hold the softness in that square inch and don’t want to let go.

Nong Nong, we have a long way to go.