“The first time I secretly let you and Night Lock leave the mountain; the second time I secretly let you go meet Night Lock; the third time I privately informed you about your blank memories.” The voice lighter than wind escaped his mouth, somehow all related to me? Seeing my confusion, he reached out and brushed my blue hair, laughing candidly, “In the wardrobe of my room, there’s a bundle. Remember to take it.”
“What bundle?”
“Just remember to take it.” Shui Ruohan stood up to help me sit in the chair, lowering his eyes and no longer looking at me, walking straight out the door.
In the sunlight outside, his pale purple figure was thin and fragile, like light smoke about to dissipate in the wind, disappearing into the brilliant light.
“Ruohan, where are you going?” I stood up, not understanding why I suddenly felt he wouldn’t return after leaving.
“I’m going to see the Prince.” He didn’t stop, already stepping over the threshold.
n swept through my heart. The pale purple figure suddenly stopped, seeming to hesitate, then abruptly turned and rushed towards me. Before I could react, he tightly embraced me. My blue hair reached my waist, his arms locked around my back, gripping my hair so tightly it hurt. As I was about to speak, I felt his body trembling slightly.
“Ruohan?”
Hearing my voice, he released me as if electrified. He dropped a “Sorry” and fled, leaving me standing bewildered, wondering why even his embrace was as fleeting as the wind.
I couldn’t let Liu Yu hurt Ruohan, absolutely not. I rushed out but could no longer find Shui Ruohan’s figure.
“Where is Shui Ruohan?” I caught and asked one maid after another, who mechanically shook their heads.
“Where is the Prince then?”
“Responding to Miss Blue, the Prince just left the back garden. This servant doesn’t know where.”
The back garden? I rushed over, the surrounding wind gradually draining my strength. Ruohan must be safe.
Autumn chrysanthemums bloomed charmingly in the sunlight. A tall, slender figure stood with his back to me, a light belt tied in his hair fluttering in the wind, making him look even more delicate. I silently walked behind him. He seemed to hear the movement and turned his face, a faint smile spreading across his pale face.
