Chapter 168 His Appearance
When Huang Fuxiang's carriage completely disappeared from sight, Molan finally took off all her defenses and disguises. She slowly slowed down her pace, and the tense lines on her face gradually softened. She took a deep breath, as if she wanted to absorb all the turmoil and anger into her chest, and then slowly exhale it. She turned and walked in the opposite direction of Sheng Mansion.
On the river bank, willow branches were swaying, and the water was calm. Molan stood alone, looking at the gurgling river, with mixed feelings in her heart. She could see Huang Fuxiang's calculations for today's events, but even so, she still had to find out the truth about her mother's death. Molan's thoughts were surging, and she did not notice the approaching footsteps.
"Fourth Miss!"
A sudden voice exploded in Molan's ears, catching her off guard while she was immersed in her own thoughts. She was suddenly frightened and slipped towards the edge of the river.
At the critical moment, a strong hand appeared in time like a guardian angel, grabbed Molan's wrist tightly, and pulled her back from the edge of falling. Molan was pulled forward by this great force, and finally fell heavily into a strong embrace.
Liang Han groaned and looked down at Molan in his arms. Her hair was a little messy and her cheeks were red from shock. Liang Han's heartbeat inexplicably accelerated at this moment, and it intertwined with Molan's heartbeat, which also accelerated due to shock, silently forming a subtle melody. The two hearts beat at the same frequency because of this accident.
"Fourth Miss, are you okay?" Liang Han asked softly with his throat rolling.
Molan pushed Liang Han away suddenly, and glared at Liang Han with eyes that seemed to be angry, resentful, and angry. "Why did you suddenly appear behind me?"
Liang Han showed an apologetic look, "I saw the fourth lady alone on the opposite side. I called the fourth lady, but the fourth lady didn't answer. She seemed to be in a bad mood, so I crossed the bridge to look for you. Unexpectedly, I scared you." Seeing Molan glaring at him again, Liang Han raised his hand and swore, guaranteeing, "I swear, I really did not mean it. Please forgive me, fourth lady."
Seeing his humble look, Molan knew that he did not mean it either, so she did not pursue it. But Molan herself was really upset and did not want to pay attention to Liang Han.
Liang Han liked to stick to Molan since he was impressed by Molan's talent when he was a child. He always felt that she was a fairy in the heavenly palace, so even if Molan was cold and indifferent to him, Liang Han did not care at all. He just stood quietly beside Molan to accompany her.
Molan was surrounded by the strong and unignorable aura of the man beside her, and her thoughts were disrupted again. She frowned slightly and asked, "Why don't you leave? Why are you so close to me?"
Upon hearing this, Liang Han first moved aside to make room, and then replied softly, "I saw that you were upset, so I wanted to accompany you."
Caught off guard by this answer, Molan turned her head in surprise and her eyes fell on Liang Han. Seeing that his eyes were full of worry, Molan paused for a moment and pointed to the bustling crowd along the two banks of the river. "In this world, everyone has unspeakable secrets and their own troubles. Why do you want to accompany me alone?"
Molan looked at Liang Han seriously without blinking, as if she wanted to explore the most real answer in his heart. Liang Han's cheeks flushed slightly as she stared at him. The blush quickly spread to his ears. He took a deep breath and looked firmly into Mo Lan's eyes. "Because... I only care about you!"
Mo Lan's heart trembled suddenly, as if she had missed a beat. She stared at Liang Han blankly, feeling an unprecedented emotion surging in her chest, almost overflowing from her chest.
"But I am just the concubine's daughter of a fourth-rank official. In this prosperous city of Tokyo, where royal relatives and nobles gather, my status seems so insignificant that I am not worthy of you."
Mo Lan almost whispered with a sigh, but Liang Han still heard it clearly.
Liang Han heard this, his eyes were gentle and firm, he shook his head gently, as if telling Molan, but also convincing himself: "In my heart, you are like a fairy who fell from heaven. Although you are temporarily living in the mortal world, your extraordinary temperament is unmatched. Your soul is noble, far beyond the measure of worldly status.
If I can spend this life with you, it will be my great fortune. What's more, status and position are not as good as the word "like". My mother also likes you very much. What she values is your character, not whether you are legitimate or illegitimate."
Molan was amused by his words, with a soft light flashing in her eyes, she smiled. She opened her red lips and said with a bit of joy: "You always like to compare me to a fairy, but I'm just an ordinary woman. I've explained this to you many times."
Seeing this, Liang Han's mouth curled up, and that persistence appeared in his eyes again, "It doesn't matter if you are or not, the important thing is that you are you, unique, and incomparable. And I only want to be devoted to you and only care about you!"
Molan was moved. She had known Liang Han's feelings for a long time, but there were many young men from noble families who admired her like Liang Han. She became famous at a young age and her talent was unparalleled in the capital. Many men said they admired her.
But that poetry meeting made Molan see clearly that in their eyes, she was just a "toy" to kill time. They admired her and only allowed her to sit on the altar. Once there was a flaw, they wanted her to be shattered more than others.
But Liang Han was different. He stood up at that moment and stood by her side without hesitation, giving her the most solid trust and support, which touched Molan. But she remembered Han Yanran's words and still held on to her heart.
At this moment, facing Liang Han's sincere confession, Molan's defense line began to shake. She stared at Liang Han's loving eyes, and her heart was surging with complex emotions - moved, hesitant, and uneasy about the unknown. But in front of this true emotion, she finally began to waver, realizing that maybe she could try to take a step forward.
So, she smiled gently, with both relief and expectation in her smile, as if she was telling Liang Han and herself: It's time to let your heart make a choice.
After Molan figured it out, she asked, "Can you do me a favor? This is my wish. I have to end it so that I can unload the burden in my heart and start a new life with peace of mind."
Liang Han saw the smile on Molan's face, and a warm current surged in his heart, and a smile also appeared on the corners of his mouth. Hearing that she asked him for something, he quickly agreed, his tone full of sincerity and enthusiasm. "If you need anything, just tell me, I will definitely do my best to help you and will spare no effort to solve your problems."