Bai Zhi briefly narrated their experience of the past three years. As if she was telling someone else’s story. She was unreasonably calm and breezy.
But when Meng Nan heard it, his heart skipped a beat.
The two weak girls were sent overseas by a small boat and they were able to come back alive. This was simply a miracle among miracles.
“Speaking of it, I am one of the reasons why you suffer. If it weren’t for me, that day—”
Bai Zhi shook her head and interrupted him: “What does this have to do with you? Song Lang intends to kidnap me. If he doesn’t do it on that day, he will do it on another day. It will happen sooner or later. It’s just a coincidence. You don’t have to worry about it. Isn’t it all good now?” She said with a smile. The dimples on the corners of her lips were still sweet and intoxicating.
His eyes that fell on her face couldn’t hide his feelings.
He knew it was wrong, but he couldn’t control himself.
No one can soothe all the pain in his soul after that day. No one can make him forget the past. No one was able to erase his longing for her.
Why didn’t such a thing happen to him?
The pain of lovesickness kept him awake at night. He knew they couldn’t be together, and it would never be possible. He sometimes wants to forget, maybe forgetting was the best result.
But he can’t forget it.
He doesn’t know when it started, but it goes deeper and deeper.
He had already forgotten when he engraved her in his heart.
Was it when she stood in the sun, smiled at him, and called him master?
Was it when she was fighting wits with the old lady of the Bai family, or when she turned her head and smiled slyly at him?
Or was it in the Luoyang Mountains, when she softly spoke and used her special way of speaking, let him solve his nightmare of many years, and gave him the courage to face the tiger and rush to save him?
He doesn’t know, he couldn’t remember, and he couldn’t tell the difference. He only knew that those disturbing feelings had taken root in his heart, and he couldn’t pull them out no matter what.
Hu Changlin was very displeased. He was still here, what was wrong with him showing off his deep affection?
“Cough—Young Master Meng, it’s getting late. Zhi’er is tired after traveling these days.” Hu Changlin issued an order to chase Meng Nan away.
If this guy behaved well, he wouldn’t say much, let alone chase him away so quickly.
But this guy’s eyes were too presumptuous, and he didn’t pay attention to the elders.
Fortunately, Hu Feng was not there. If Hu Feng was there, he would have been kicked out long ago.
Meng Nan let out a sigh and reluctantly said goodbye. He originally had a lot to say in his heart, but now that he thought about it, it didn’t matter if he said it or not, as long as she was fine and safe.
After leaving the gate of Prince Jin’s Mansion, Jin Shiwei complained: “Young Master, it’s all your fault that I didn’t eat the meal cooked by Miss Bai.”
Meng Nan was puzzled: “Why do you blame me? It’s not me who kicked you out. Didn’t I get kicked out too?”
“If you hadn’t been staring at Miss Bai with those eyes, how could Uncle Hu drive you away?” Jin Shiwei grumbled with hunger on his face.
Meng Nan gave him a sideways look, and said angrily: “You glutton, is Zhi’er your cook? As soon as you see her, you only want to eat. Don’t forget, she will be the empress in the future.”
Jin Shiwei rolled his eyes: “This is what I want to say. Young Master, don’t forget, she will be the empress in the future, so don’t come to see her casually in the future, or meet her alone. The most important thing is, don’t let the princess know about your coming to see her, otherwise—”
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