Untouchable Lovers-Chapter 232 - 212 A Slow Approach in the Snow Brings
Chapter 232: Chapter 212: A Slow Approach in the Snow Brings Fragrance
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Chapter 232: Chapter 212: A Slow Approach in the Snow Brings Fragrance
Huan Yuan didn’t wait for the carriage to come to a complete stop, he leaped down directly and walked briskly to Chu Yu. He suddenly came to a halt about three feet from her, as if slamming on the brakes.
Even in his concern, he was still accustomed to maintaining a polite distance.
Huan Yuan looked Chu Yu up and down, and upon confirming that she hadn’t sustained the slightest injury, he finally let out a sigh of relief in his heart. Remembering that his behavior just now was quite rude, he quickly raised his hand and performed a respectful bow, saying, “Princess.”
Chu Yu smiled at him and said, “Since we’ve already left Jiankang, from now on, there’s no need to call me Princess. We’ll have to change our identities soon, and to avoid any slip of tongue, you better start getting used to it. Call me Chu Yu for now. Let’s hear it.”
To Chu Yu, those two characters were just her normal name, but to Shan Yin’s Princess, it was a name exclusive to intimate acquaintances. Huan Yuan opened his mouth, and it took him a while to utter in an almost mosquito-like voice, “Chu… Yu…”
After pronouncing the name softly, he felt it was too gentle and intimate, and he couldn’t help but feel his face heat up.
Seeing Huan Yuan’s strange expression and flushed cheeks, Chu Yu felt somewhat puzzled, but she didn’t take it to heart. She simply nodded with a smile, agreed, and instructed, “Call me that from now on.”
After asking Huan Yuan about his journey, upon hearing that Hua Cuo had knocked Huan Yuan unconscious, she laughed embarrassingly because it had been her bad idea. When she learned that Liu Se had died at Zong Yue’s hand, she nodded silently. However, when she was told that Rong Zhi had awoken at that time, she showed no reaction whatsoever.
Huan Yuan briefly recounted the events of the road, and then intended to ask how Chu Yu managed to get ahead of them, but Chu Yu diverted the conversation and turned her gaze towards the carriage.
While the two were talking, Hua Cuo, Amman, Liu Sang, and You Lan all alighted from the carriage and walked toward her.
Following them was Rong Zhi.
He didn’t approach her but leaned leisurely against the side of the carriage.
Liu Sang and the others naturally came to her side, but since she was conversing with Huan Yuan, they didn’t disturb them.
Seeing that Chu Yu was unharmed eased the guilt in Hua Cuo’s heart. He had only walked halfway when he noticed that Rong Zhi was not following, and he hesitated, not sure whether to return or not.
It was as if on a racetrack, with her as the finish line and the carriage as the starting point. Those without reservations walked all the way to her side; those wavering stopped midway, and one person, one person alone, stood at the starting point, never taking a single step forward.
He could have walked towards Chu Yu like the others, pretending everything was normal, but he did not.
The smile on Chu Yu’s face faded slightly, and her gaze passed over Liu Sang and the others, resting on Rong Zhi.
At this moment, Rong Zhi also lifted his eyes, calmly meeting her gaze. In their silent exchange, the starting point and the finish line looked at each other from afar, quietly watching one another.
Even though she had mentally prepared herself while Rong Zhi was unconscious, Chu Yu did not expect to see such beauty in the truly liberated Rong Zhi; even standing there silently, he seemed to embody all the world’s grace and spirit.
She finally understood why Hua Cuo had been so disdainful when speaking of Zhong Niannian. Compared to the current Rong Zhi, Zhong Niannian seemed as insignificant as a firefly beside the Bright Moon.
But…
Chu Yu sighed softly, a somewhat helpless smile on her face.
Too beautiful, so beautiful that it seemed beyond her reach, like a breeze on the clouds or moonlight under the water – no matter how she extended her hand, she could not touch it.
Just as Chu Yu was about to speak, she suddenly wore a look of shock, gazing behind them.
Huan Yuan followed Chu Yu’s gaze and turned to look, only to see at the end of the snow-white road behind them, a mass of brown was closing in. Upon a closer look, he realized it was a cavalry troop. Unlike the small team of thirty that Zong Yue had led before, this one numbered three to four hundred men. The sounds of horse hooves, overlapping and merging, created a forceful presence.
The slight flush that had appeared on Huan Yuan’s face turned instantaneously pale.
Not just him, Hua Cuo and the others were also shocked beyond measure. The martial prowess of one person could temporarily contain a few, but against such an overwhelmingly superior number, they had no chance of success, not even to escape, for their adversaries were cavalrymen.
Riding alongside Zong Yue at the front, was another officer. This was why Zong Yue had returned after leaving. On his way back, he encountered this troop. After confirming with the army doctor that there was no poison in the wound on his neck, he joined the officer in leading the cavalry back in pursuit.
