Before her rebirth, Wei Luo was an innocent little girl.
After rebirth, she appeared lovable on the outside but was a different person on the inside.
Those who learned of her true nature yielded to her.
Only the prince regent regarded her as a treas...
The scholars across from them didn't know what was happening here. Seeing that Song Hui wasn't moving, some of them even started joking, "Flower boy, are you still not coming back?"
Wei Luo took her hand back. She stammered out, "You're welcome."
After saying these words, she didn't say anything else.
Song Hui stared at her. There were a thousand words that he wanted to say. In the end, they only hovered in his lips and teeth before he swallowed them down. What could he say? Their relationship had been broken the day the engagement was canceled. In the future, whether there was sorrow or joy, it had nothing to do with the other person. Even if they met, it could only be like now. He could only say thank you and ask a token how are you. Nothing could be done.
She was already engaged with Zhao Jie. Several days ago, when the imperial edict was announced, there was uproar about this among the aristocratic families. Even if he didn't want to know, he couldn't avoid finding out about this news. Duke Ying's Fourth Miss was so fortunate. Count Zhong Yi's family canceled their engagement and she became the future honorable Princess Consort Jing. The canceled engagement had changed into a great topic to discuss. Without his sacrifice, how would she be able to be with Zhao Jie? When this was said in the mouth of others, this was a small matter that didn't hurt or itch. But, this was serious injury to him.
Originally, Song Hui thought he would be able to quickly get over this and no longer feel bad. He thought he would be able to feel calmer when facing Wei Luo in the future. But, he wasn't able to do this. It had been okay when he didn't see her. He could force himself to do other things to distract his attention.
But, as soon as he saw her, he remembered everything again. It felt like someone was using a blunt tool to gouge out his flesh piece by piece. As the other person was gouging, he was using needle and thread to sew up his wounds. In the end, the pieces of flesh he had sewed back would gradually fall off. The parts that should stay couldn't be kept. Someone else had mercilessly taken his most important parts away. Although the wounds weren’t fatal, seeing her was like seeing the traces of his sutures, his heart couldn't help feeling sore.
Song Hui looked away, turned around, walked back to the group of scholars, and gave the lantern to a man wearing a piao piao jin hat and plain darkish red silk robe. Song Hui smiled and cautioned him, "This time, keep a careful watch over this. Don't lose it again."
(T/N: Below is a picture of a piao piao jin hat.)
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The man touched the back of his head, laughed, and said, "Brother Song's reprimand is correct..."
Wei Luo lowered her eyes, held Zhao Jie's hand tighter, and said, "Older brother Jing, let's go."
Then, holding Zhao Jie’s hand, she started walking away.
They didn't walk two steps away before that scholar wearing a piao piao jin hat rushed over to them. He stretched his hand out to give Wei Luo something. "Miss, please wait. Since Miss was the one who correctly guessed the riddle, then the reward should be given to Miss."
