novelraw Chapter 445 - 326: After Meeting Her_3
Chapter 445 - 326: After Meeting Her_3
"I don’t want you to pretend like nothing has happened; I want you to understand that no matter what you’ve been through, you’re no longer the child you once were; now, no one can hurt you."
Rong Heng once heard Gu Lan say that someone in Wei Chengyuan’s situation needed a doctor for the heart, a psychologist, and he felt like he had become one himself now.
He watched as Wei Chengyuan’s emotions seemed to calm down before saying, "To bid farewell to the past, you must first understand it."
Wei Chengyuan raised his head with difficulty and said:
"Rong, Rong Heng, you’re right. I need to see Wei Junzhuo."
"Alright," Rong Heng replied.
His fingertip brushed across the copper coin tied to his wrist, and he whispered in his heart, Lanlan, I’ve done as you said, so you must promise me... that you’ll be alright!
The night was as dark as ink. In early winter, the cold wind crept into the camp, flickering the candle on the table.
Rong Heng looked at the map spread out in front of him, his eyes deep and thoughtful.
Tomorrow might involve a long journey, and Wei Chengyuan was already asleep in the tent next to him, but he couldn’t fall asleep no matter what.
At dusk, news had also come from the Crow Building’s secret line, just as Yuan had said, the imperial guard had surrounded the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, and news from the Capital City was hard to get out—Gu Lan had indeed entered the palace.
Rong Heng had guessed by now that Gu Lan wanted to use the opportunity of entering the palace to restore her female identity.
But this was a tremendous risk.
Only now, he barely managed to spare a thought for other matters. The images of Xie Yun and Rong Jing swirled in his mind, gradually overlapping.
If Gu Lan hadn’t noticed, he would never have realized their relationship.
—Even though Rong Jing didn’t resemble him and Rong Shuo, his temperament was entirely different from Xie Yun’s. Who would think that they were brothers?
But when he held onto his certainty and thought back to their faces, he could detect traces of resemblance.
How did Lanlan discover it?
She always seemed to find small problems, no matter how incredible they seemed.
For instance, she could tell just by looking that Yuan and Wei Junzhuo were brothers;
She managed to endear herself to Nian Xia, who was more vigilant than even himself;
And she discerned that Jiang Di and Jiang Qu were the same person, Rong Shuo’s injury, his own once-seamless disguise of detesting women...
Some things could be inferred from the first step or second, but some she could guess the outcome from just a beginning.
Rong Heng rubbed his brow, walked out of the tent, and the cold wind lifted his thin clothing, strands of hair obscuring his sharp brow.
He opened his palm, and there lay an orange-colored tangerine candy.
In the past seventeen years of life, whether in glory or disgrace, he could face it all calmly. Though he sometimes felt unwilling, and harbored pain and hatred, he still believed he could change his fate.
Everything proceeded as a matter of course. It was only after he and Gu Lan parted that he realized his life seemed like a predetermined play—as if the heavens had bestowed a great responsibility, inevitably requiring him to endure hardships, born to carry those burdens and sufferings.
The former self, although seemingly meticulous step by step, overlooked everything around, fundamentally no different from Wei Chengyuan, who had lost his memory.
Until Gu Lan entered his life, everything changed.
The once foreseeable future suddenly became rugged and exciting. No longer was he pushed onto this path of struggle for power by unforeseen events, but genuinely wished to protect everything he cared about.
Vague emotions found their home, and lost things were recovered.
If not for Gu Lan, Rong Heng didn’t know what he would become, vaguely feeling it might be no different from now, but he... wouldn’t ever possess such passionate emotions.
It was Gu Lan who changed his future.
Rong Heng gazed deeply and resolutely at the star-studded night sky.
The twinkling stars of the night once meant nothing to him; the lights of the night never held any color. Everything seemed like scribbled characters on yellowed paper, but after meeting her, everything in the world became vivid and moving.
The coldness in Rong Heng’s eyes was replaced by steady warmth. He returned to the tent, donning his thick, sturdy armor.
The night ended as dawn broke,
He would set everything right,
And then marry her.
"Lanlan, wait for me."