Chapter 40 Don't Forget Again

  In the endless snowy land, I crawled on the ground step by step.

  "What are you doing lying on the ground, little one?"

  Looking for the child? This is the voice of the old demon, it's Rong Hua's voice.

  Yes, what am I doing lying on the ground? What am I doing?

  With a sudden movement, he quickly flipped over from the ground and shook off the snow on his body.

  Ronghua was walking towards me from afar, wearing a blue deerskin cloak on his body, sky blue, as clear as the sky, as calm as lake water.

  To be honest, I used to dislike fur coats very much, but I don't know when it started, I found that I am not as disgusted as before.

  "Are you cold?" Ronghua asked me, and said, taking off his fur-lined coat and putting it on me.

  "No, it's not cold!" My tongue was already frozen stiff, but I still tried to put on a strong front in front of him.

  In front of Ronghua, I still often have the demeanor of a young girl, but why do I need to force myself to show a strong side at this moment? It's really strange!

  "Xun'er, in front of me, you don't have to work so hard." Ronghua replied, with a hint of sadness between her eyebrows.

  Why bother being so strong? What's the point of working so hard?

  Ronghua recently seems to be out of sorts, his smile is less and less every day, his eyebrows are more and more tightly furrowed.

  Glory, glory, what are you worried about? It's clearly me who should be worried.

  A few days ago, Yunlai came over and during his conversation with Ronghua, I personally heard Yunlai mention the two words "Emperor".

  When I found that dragon-shaped jade pendant on Ronghua's body, I knew that Ronghua was the only so-called imperial bastard who had escaped from under Wan Zhen'er's command.

  I used to think that even if honor and glory were the emperor's, I could still accept it gladly. Because what I love is not honor or glory, nor any prince, but just my old demon.

  However, I was still entangled and entangled for a long time.

  My entanglement, perhaps was seen by Ronghua, he may have already guessed that I knew his identity.

  What Ronghua said about being tired, refers to my showing off in one matter, but what he meant was not that I didn't feel cold, rather it was a hint for me, letting me know that whatever is on my mind can be shared with him.

  Perhaps he thought I had reservations about him, perhaps he thought I didn't trust him, or perhaps he thought I didn't believe in the feelings between us. Rong Hua looked at me with a sorrowful and subdued gaze.

  My old demon, he always smiled, lightly, faintly, like a pear blossom white smile.

  What should I do to reduce Ronghua's troubles and bring a smile back to her face?

  I thought for a long time, I thought for a very, very long time.

  That night, I said to Rong Hua: "No matter if you are Yun Leizi or Rong Hua, or any other identity, remember, don't ever forget that you are the only person I love in this world. You are my old demon, my lifelong and eternal attachment."

  Rong Hua heard afterwards, Ming Mei smiled, absolute generation beauty.

  "Xun'er, don't forget what you've said, don't forget again."

  "I won't forget, absolutely won't forget, I'll never forget in this lifetime." After saying that, for some reason, I suddenly felt a bit guilty and hurriedly added another sentence: "If I accidentally forget, you must remember to remind me when you're by my side."

  That night, Rong Hua's face was always filled with a smile as white as pear blossoms, making me dizzy and unable to help myself from rushing towards him several times.