Chapter 430 Portrait

Nan Xi stayed in the inner hall reading, although not deliberately, she would occasionally stop to listen to Rong Yu and Xie Jin talking, and she couldn't help turning her head and quietly looking out the window.

The quiet and soft moonlight cast a frosty white, and the pavilions and towers made of gold and jade were reflected in her eyes at this time, and she felt familiar.

Carefully counting, she and Rong Yu had been in Dongling for a short time, only more than a month, but it felt like they had been integrated into this environment for a long time, without any sense of unfamiliarity. Rong Yu could easily get started with the people here and the important affairs of the court in Dongling, without time to adapt, and even without a sense of being at a loss.

Even if some ministers in the court still had some strange thoughts, they were restrained because of Rong Yu's thunderous actions. In addition, since he had not been to court for these days, the court officials had not really discussed matters with Rong Yu, and there had not been too strong disagreements for the time being, so it seemed that everything was calm.

And she, under the protection of Rong Yu, became the most noble woman in the world, but she didn't have to worry about anything. She rested all day long to take care of the baby, eat and drink well, and he shielded her from the wind, rain, frost and snow outside.

Everyone knew that Rong Yu was a man who was so powerful that he could not be surpassed or defeated.

All those who knew him, whether they were his subordinates or enemies, knew his strong strength and arrogant and cold temperament. His subordinates respected him and submitted to him, and his opponents feared him and wanted to get rid of him.

However, at the same time, how many people took it for granted that such a man should take control of the world, take all the prosperity of the country, and realize the ambition of eternal great cause?

But really, Rong Yu really didn't have such an idea at all.

Nan Xi silently held his chin, thinking that if Beijiang and Nanyue could have a civil war for ten years, no one in Dongling would come to disturb them for at least ten years. In addition to Beijiang, Nanyue and Dazhou, there was still Xiqi left as a powerful country in the world.

Xiqi is also in a state of internal turmoil. The regent and the young emperor are fighting against each other. In the end, it is unknown whether the young emperor will take power smoothly or the regent Lin Ao will succeed in usurping the throne.

But undoubtedly, this will also take time.

The four major powers have been restrained, and other countries dare not act rashly.

As for ten years later...

Nan Xi raised her lips and smiled lightly. Even if those countries have resolved the internal turmoil ten years later, I am afraid that they will have been left far behind by Dongling and Dazhou in terms of strength.

Well, in fact, they have already left far behind, but they themselves don't know it yet.

Time passed little by little.

Rong Yu's indifferent and calm voice came from the outer hall. In a calm tone, he made meticulous arrangements. Xie Jin and Mo Ling'an accepted the orders one by one, respectfully and fearfully.

That voice was cold and cold, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuations. There was no tenderness when children were in love, no tenderness when facing Nan Xi, no paranoid arrogance when jealous, and no joy or uneasiness shown in front of the beloved woman.

Only calm and stern, making people fear and submit to the powerful pressure.

Even Xie Jin, who was arrogant and unruly in the eyes of the nobles, did not dare to be too presumptuous in front of him.

Nan Xi smiled lightly and looked at her tender white palm.

She would dream from time to time these two nights, dreaming about the past things intermittently. When her memory gradually recovered, she found that the entanglements in her heart seemed to be less and less. The memories of the past life and the present life were intertwined, sometimes confused, unable to distinguish between reality and dreams, and sometimes she could clearly feel the woman's emotions in the dream.

It was as if she was Dan Shu, and Rong Yu was the paranoid boy who could not get love.

Speaking of it, there was nothing to worry about.

In that life, they did not really learn to love, and were not good at expressing emotions, so they made some mistakes-being in the position of everyone's attention, while getting great glory, the mistakes would be infinitely magnified.

The obsession of unrequited love is engraved into the bone marrow, and death cannot eliminate the obsession. This is true for Yu Rong Huaijin, and it is also true for Yu Danshu.

Past life and present life, after reincarnation.

This person paid a huge price that others could not imagine, in exchange for the continuation of their relationship in this life. His pain, hesitation, and uneasiness are all because of the memories he once had.

And she is enjoying the wealth and glory he has exchanged for flesh and blood, and the rich greenhouse he has built after thousands of hardships, but the memory is covered, so the sorrow of the previous life seems to have been far away from her.

He never mentioned the pain he had suffered.

He was unwilling to take credit, unwilling to show weakness and beg for mercy, unwilling to use scars to make her feel distressed, and unwilling to cause her any pressure - even if he is paranoid, he will always hurt himself.

As the memory becomes clearer and clearer, Nan Xi always thinks these two days that she has always been a selfish person.

In the previous life, because the country could not give him complete love, before she died, she only wished to be a woman without great ambitions in the next life, and it would be enough to grow old with him, but this love was finally earned by his efforts.

He was confused and uneasy because of the non-existent dream. Although he knew that if there was no dream, she, a heartless man who had long lost her memory, would experience a disaster, he never tried to defend himself.

In this relationship, he was the one standing at the bottom from beginning to end, humbly longing for her love.

All his efforts were ignored as if it was nothing worth taking to heart, but a mortal man - even after reincarnation, he is still just a man, not a god.

As a mortal man, who can go through so much suffering and pain, and have no regrets even if his head is broken and bloody?

Who can leave bloody marks on the thorny road, but still move forward fearlessly towards the goal without any intention of retreating?

Who can keep a woman in his heart for decades, carefully cherishing and cherishing her, and hiding all the pain and fatigue alone?

Nan Xi was immersed in distant thoughts, and did not even notice Rong Yu coming to her side.

"Xi'er." Rong Yu looked at her with his eyes down, "What are you thinking about?"

The familiar voice drilled into her eardrums, and Nan Xi came back to her senses, slowly raised her head, and looked at the man who was close at hand.

The familiar outline seemed to overlap with the previous life.

"Rong Yu." She frowned and said, thinking of something very important, "Compared to our previous lives, haven't our appearances changed much?"

Rong Yu was startled. He didn't expect her to suddenly bring up the past. After a moment of silence, he said, "Well, not much has changed."

"Then will the people of Dongling feel familiar when they see us?"

"How could that be?" Rong Yu seemed a little surprised, "They haven't seen us two hundred years ago."

Nan Xi was silent for a moment: "There should be a portrait."

Rong Yu was startled again, a portrait?

He shook his head slowly: "All the portraits are destroyed."