Chapter 109

Suddenly, the bead curtains collided and made a sound, obviously someone was approaching.

Yan Ruo immediately lit the candle, under the light, someone really entered her boudoir.

"Rong Chen?" The moment Yan Ruo saw the person coming, a look of astonishment appeared in Yan Ruo's eyes, "Why is it you? Shouldn't you be in the palace now?"

"I moved out of the cold palace, and I just want to meet you." Rong Chen had already changed out of his daytime armor, and was wearing a dark robe. Even though his aura was subdued, there was still a bit of the chill from the battlefield.

His long and narrow eyes stared straight at Yan Ruo, and the candlelight shone into his eyes, clearly illuminating the complex emotions in his eyes.

"Why are you seeing me?" Yan Ruo was a little puzzled.

"I want to thank you personally." Rong Chen stood still in front of Yan Ruo, "In the past four years, I have been trapped countless times. If it wasn't for you, I might not be able to come back."

Facing Yan Ruo's puzzled gaze, Rong Chen added, "I have used the dagger and medicine you gave me, and I have always carried the peace talisman with me. In that life and death situation, as long as Just thinking about those things you said to me, that's all my motivation."

Yan Ruo saw Rong Chen carefully take out the safety talisman, the original yellow talisman was already blood-stained, his eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

I just felt a sudden indescribable feeling in my heart, as if it was being suppressed by something, and it was a little dull.

She raised her eyes and frowned suddenly, "What is this?"

Before Rong Chen could react, the embroidered handkerchief that was only showing a corner was taken away by Yan Ruo, and it was too late for him to react.

Yan Ruo looked at the familiar pattern on the embroidered handkerchief, and looked at Rong Chen with some doubts, and couldn't help but feel a little uncertain in her tone, "This seems to be my handkerchief?"

If it were Rong Chen four years ago, he would probably be flustered and at a loss right now, not even knowing how to face Yan Ruo.

But now Rong Chen is very calm, "Yes, it's yours."

Facing Shangyan Ruo's eyes with unclear meanings, Rong Chen added: "It was the night when I had a high fever four years ago, you left me the sore medicine, and you forgot to take this veil."

"So your attitude towards me changed so much later because you knew it was me that night?"

Seeing Rong Chen nodding his head, Yan Ruo was not surprised either.

This can be regarded as verifying her guess.

Yan Ruo: "Since it's mine, let's return it to the original owner."

Although she didn't lack such a handkerchief, she always felt weird when she thought of her things being held by a man like this.

She put the handkerchief on the table, thinking that she would ask Ling Ye to burn it later.

A dark light flashed across Rong Chen's eyes, and he didn't say anything, as if tacitly acquiescing that Yan Ruo took the handkerchief back.

"It's getting late, you should go back."

Rong Chen shook his head, without any intention of leaving, "No rush, I want to have a few more words with you."

"I have already felt your gratitude, and our relationship is not to the point where we can talk at night by candlelight. It is not a gentleman's work to break into a women's boudoir late at night. You..."

As Yan Ruo spoke, she looked at Rong Chen who didn't care, and didn't intend to answer.

Suddenly, I felt like I was talking nonsense.

Four years have passed by in a flash, Rong Chen is now more calm than before, and his thoughts are even more unpredictable. He doesn't say anything, and when he stands beside him, he will give people an invisible pressure.

Yan Ruo was silent for a while, "What else do you want to tell me?"

(End of this chapter)

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