Tangyuan might not be aware of it herself, but when her soft, chubby little hand was held in Rong’s, it felt both adorable and comfortable. His thumb would subconsciously rub it, and while his movements weren’t significant at first, she didn’t notice. However, as he kept rubbing, she began to glare at him frequently.
Rong Heng naturally sensed her displeasure and playfully defused the awkwardness, "Haven’t you realized how squishy and delicate your hand feels when touched?"
"Let go, there are no puddles here anymore," Tangyuan almost gritted her teeth as she spoke, clearly having held back her annoyance for quite some time.
"There might not be any here, but who knows about up ahead? Don’t worry, I’ve got you. You’ll walk more steadily with my help."
But when she tried to shake him off unsuccessfully, he took it a step further by showing off his Qinggong skills and flying with her.
Although Yan Qing had already given Shen Xiaoyu the experience of flying in her past life, revisiting that sensation after so long made her miss Yan Qing, who was now gone, so the smile that had begun to spread across her face quickly faded.
She admitted that to accomplish her missions, she had become emotionally promiscuous, a consequence she had anticipated before her tasks began.
Thus, with each mission, she dared not reminisce about the past, be it Gong Mingxia’s Cao Yuan, Shen Xiaoyu’s Yan Qing, or the solitary Long Gang. In fact, she had not only kept their photos and videos, but in her free time, she would also write novels about each life’s experiences to commemorate them in this peculiar way.
The reason she didn’t bring up these memories during her missions was out of respect for the past. After all, the life that was uniquely theirs had ended.
Now, as she experienced different worlds, to keep mentioning them would be disrespectful not only to them but also to the people in her current life.
That’s why she had been restraining herself for so long.
(I also hope the Readers can understand why I don’t repeatedly sensationalize emotions. It’s not because I think the female lead is cold, but because I feel it’s unnecessary.)
Rong Heng noticed something was off with her and stopped immediately to look down at her, "What’s wrong? Did I pull too hard?"
Tangyuan quietly withdrew her hand and, when she looked up again, her smile had returned.
"Yeah, I’m so heavy, how could you manage to carry me? Let’s stop this nonsense, I can walk on my own two feet. Besides, it’s a good thing we’re out in the suburbs. If people saw us in the city, wouldn’t it increase the chances of you being exposed?"
At this, Rong Heng laughed, "Silly girl, did you think they don’t know I’m hiding here?"
Tangyuan looked up in surprise, "You mean, they already know?"
"I haven’t hidden my tracks; how could they not find out? I was lucky this time, I managed to escape. If they wanted to completely eradicate me, it would catch the Father Emperor’s attention. After all, every move they make catches the old man’s eye. Don’t think the old man really cares about me; maybe I’m just bait, and he has his own son he truly wants to protect." Newest update provided by novel·fiɾe·net
Tangyuan pursed her lips, her gaze softening, and even showed a touch of concern for Rong Heng, "Have you always been so clear-headed?"
Rong Heng laughed self-deprecatingly, "Born into the Imperial Family, how could I survive till now if I weren’t clear-headed? It’s precisely because I know how to read the situation that the old man would lift a finger to protect me when necessary. If I died, wouldn’t he have to find another scapegoat?"