Chapter 225

In an instant, the entire hall fell into an eerie silence.

Everyone stared at the front, as if in a dream, without blinking, at Lord Rong.

Some people even took two steps forward because they couldn't see clearly from their positions, and the usually neat line instantly became chaotic.

But no one paid attention to these things. Perhaps the Empress saw them, but she was very tolerant and didn't make a fuss or say anything.

As if showing off her unparalleled treasure, the Empress looked at Rong Rong with pride and happiness, her eyes filled with self-satisfaction.

The silence lasted for a long time, until people's breathing became heavy, until someone rushed forward in a daze, only to be stopped by the guards inside the hall.

People gradually came to their senses, but they still couldn't control their dazed minds and racing hearts.

Beauty is like a knife, each strike deadly.

No wonder the Empress and all the big shots were so quick to open doors for Lord Rong as if they'd lost their minds. It turns out they'd already been hit where it hurt and become Lord Rong's prisoners!

It turns out that all the unusual things before were for such a simple reason: it was because Lord Rong was as beautiful as a fairy, like a fairy descended to earth.

Please note that this is a declarative sentence, not a metaphor using hyperbole.

Having met with Her Majesty the Empress, known as the most beautiful woman in Dafeng, every day, the ministers thought they had seen the brightest colors in the world.

It turns out there are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding.

Some beauty is completely beyond their imagination.

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on Rong Rong, and no one noticed Chen Mohan's loss of composure.

He stumbled backward, almost losing his footing and falling to the ground.

The little girl who was abandoned by the Marquis of Anding's family and by herself has quietly grown into such a stunning beauty without their knowledge.

She sat there casually, leaning against the wall, her eyes still a little hazy. It was an unconventional posture, yet she was so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.

Her smooth hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her delicate eyebrows and eyes, and her stunningly beautiful face seemed shrouded in mist, ethereal and otherworldly.

Her exquisitely delicate skin was even more lustrous and smooth than the finest mutton-fat jade in the world, making one want to get closer to admire it, yet hesitant to touch it.

Chen Mohan stared blankly at the other person, his mind replaying the warm moments he and she had shared.

That kind of happiness and sweetness made the corners of his mouth unconsciously curve into a shallow smile.

At that moment, he seemed to feel the ultimate joy.

However, everything came to an abrupt end. The smile on his lips froze, his expression cracked, and that sentence kept repeating in his mind.

"You have no idea what you've missed..."

He missed the most precious thing in the world, the love from Rong Rong that countless people envied, resented, and dreamed of...

The most painful thing in the world is that what you want most is what you once had, and what you unintentionally lost, the most precious thing, the one admired and pursued by countless people, which is Rong Rong's true heart.

Chen Mohan could no longer bear it and knelt down.

He desperately wanted to cover his face and cry, but he simply didn't have the face to do such a thing.

The morning court session lasted a very short time. The usually eloquent ministers were all in a daze, and they didn't even know what had been discussed.

It wasn't until the Empress left and Rong Rong was about to disappear at the palace gate that the officials came to their senses.

"Lord Rong, please wait!" Someone reacted quickly and stepped forward to stop Rong Rong.

Once the others realized what was happening, they gradually gathered around.

Originally, quite a few people were too proud of their status and age to approach the beautiful woman like young men would.

But seeing that General Xu Hui, who was also quite old, had walked over, these people finally couldn't stand still and followed suit.

"Lord Rong is truly a man of exceptional talent and bearing. To have achieved so much at such a young age is truly admirable."

Rong Rong: I don't even know what achievements I've made?

She didn't understand, but she could still smile. Rong Rong gently raised the corners of her mouth, making the person who had been praising her with their eyes closed freeze on the spot, forgetting what they were going to say.

However, he forgot that others hadn't, and someone seized the opportunity to speak up!

"Lord Rong, would you please come to my residence for a while? I have some wild violets planted in my courtyard, and they are in full bloom!"

It was Prince Rong. As soon as Prince Rong finished speaking, he was met with hostile stares from a group of people.

The purple violets in Prince Rong's mansion are a unique sight in the capital. It is said that they fill the entire mansion, and the gardeners in the mansion take excellent care of them.

Many people wanted to go to Prince Rong's mansion to admire the flowers, but Prince Rong kept the flowers to himself and only appreciated them by himself. Such a stingy person was now taking the initiative to generously invite the beauty to admire the flowers.

Unfortunately, they don't deserve it!

Amidst everyone's thoughts, a soft, sweet voice, so pleasant it made one's ears itch, cruelly uttered the words of refusal.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, but I have important matters to attend to and I am afraid I will not have the time."

"When will Lord Rong have time? I'm always welcome! Tomorrow! How about tomorrow?"

Prince Rong was unwilling to give up and continued to press for answers, but someone grabbed him and pulled him away from the center of the crowd.

"I have a fine zither that I may present to Lord Rong! Lord Rong may come and collect it when you have time!"

"My daughter's embroidery skills are amazing. There is a ten-meter-long screen in your mansion, which is extremely beautiful! Would Lord Rong be interested in coming to the mansion to take a look?"

"Lord Rong! This humble official knows where to find good tea, may I invite you to join me... umm..."

The man was suddenly covered in the mouth and dragged away, but as soon as he fell, many more people took his place.

For a moment, it was as if Rong Rong was surrounded by about twenty ducks. Rong Rong could no longer hear what they were saying; all she could hear was a chaotic quacking.

This is even more terrifying than a zombie apocalypse.

Rong Rong tried to leave, but it was difficult to break through the crowd around her. Someone accidentally bumped into her, causing her to tilt slightly, but fortunately someone helped her stand up steadily.

"Thank you." Rong Rong looked up and smiled sweetly, only to meet a pair of reddened eyes.

It feels somewhat familiar, somewhat comforting, and also somewhat... disliked.

It was a contradiction; Rongrong didn't know the other person, but she had a vague answer in her heart.

"You don't need to thank me, I should be the one saying sorry." The other person slowly lowered the hand that was supporting Rong Rong and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry for wronging you back then, I'm sorry for not protecting you, I'm sorry for driving you out of the manor."

"I'm sorry!" Chen Mohan lowered his head further and further as he spoke, no longer daring to look Rong Rong in the eye. It seemed as if he had used a great deal of strength to stand in front of Rong Rong and say these words.

After he finished speaking, Rong Rong still didn't react. Finally, Chen Mohan took a deep breath, looked up, and met Rong Rong's gaze.

It was a calm, indifferent gaze, like looking at a stranger.

Chen Mohan felt a sharp pain in his heart. Lately, he often recalled the past, and he could clearly remember the look in Rong Rong's eyes when she looked at him.

Comparing his current appearance to his current state, Chen Mohan felt so much pain that he couldn't breathe.