I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 169 - 114: When the First Snow Falls, You Can See Those You Miss (Part 2)

Chapter 169: Chapter 114: When the First Snow Falls, You Can See Those You Miss (Part 2)

Rong Baoyi clasped her fists together: "Since I have become a member of the City Defense Army, I must patrol and train seriously. This morning, because of Gu Lan’s matter, the Capital City is more on alert than usual, so we must not slack off."

She had grown a lot and changed a lot as well.

Their conversation did not mention Jiu, and Gu Lan didn’t know how to bring it up.

Jiu’s fake death and exit from the palace were orchestrated by Rong Heng, and she was unsure if telling Rong Baoyi would expose anything.

The Young Master Gu wouldn’t do something that would make a young girl cry.

"By the way, a few days ago Lu Rufeng became the Second Prince’s companion, and Lu Bingxin was also appreciated by the Emperor. The Lu Family is now the new nobility in the Capital City. Be careful of being entangled by Lu Feifei," Rong Baoyi carefully reminded.

Gu Lan: "Wasn’t I firm enough in my refusal?"

"True, that Lu Feifei was always at odds with me, and now she probably hates me to death," Rong Baoyi shrugged her shoulders and then said, "I will go on patrol now." 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"Wait!" Gu Lan couldn’t help but call out to her.

"What else?" Rong Baoyi’s almond-shaped eyes were bright and calm, her expression as usual.

Half a month ago, the image of Rong Baoyi crying as she left the Maoqin Hall was still vivid in Gu Lan’s mind.

She wanted to tell her that Jiu wasn’t dead and was recovering at her home, just as she was about to speak, she caught a whiff of the hotpot’s aroma.

Jiu had eaten hotpot with them till midnight last night, and he was injured, so when Gu Lan and Rong Heng had breakfast, he was still asleep.

Now, this scent was in front of her nose.

"It’s nothing, it’s just that today is the first snow, wishing County Princess Changle happiness year after year. I heard that during the first snow, you can see the person you most want to see. Perhaps there’s a surprise waiting for you," Gu Lan said meaningfully.

Rong Baoyi’s eyes stung, barely maintaining the smile on her face: "Thank you... but what surprise could there be."

She returned to the city gate to stand guard, and during her shift, Rong Baoyi sat in the corner to avoid the snow.

The cold wind mixed with falling snow, she silently watched the swirling snowflakes, exhaling to warm her hands, and her black hair was soaked with melted snow, looking a bit disheveled.

The unusual glances from her colleagues, she had long grown accustomed to.

Gu Lan’s words echoed in her ears, and a bitter smile lingered at the corner of Rong Baoyi’s lips.

The person she wanted to see, she’d never see again.

Suddenly, Rong Baoyi’s gaze tightened as she saw a familiar figure in the snow, flashing by.

"Jiu!?"

She suddenly stood up and rushed into the swirling snow.

"County Princess Changle!" the Squad Leader called out from behind, "The snow is getting heavier. You can return to the camp today; there’s no need to stand guard."

Rong Baoyi didn’t pay attention to his words, running madly in the snow, searching.

She ran for who knows how long, until the snow clung to her eyelashes, blurring her vision.

"Jiu—Jiu! Jiu..."

Rong Baoyi called out Jiu’s name again and again, her breaths turning into white mist, her eyes filled with grief and despair.

She was sure she had seen Jiu.

But in the blink of an eye, he was gone.

She knew it was just her imagination.

All these days, everyone advised her not to mourn over a servant, just as before, no one understood why she insisted on joining the army.

On the surface, Rong Baoyi responded with smiles as usual, as calm as if nothing had happened. She was still the resilient and noble County Princess Changle.

Yes, just a servant.

Yes, there are so many servants in the palace, if one dies, they just die.

But,

that servant,

was the one who carried her over the high palace walls, who, on the night of her fifteenth coming of age, wished her a happy birthday.

How could she forget?

She fulfilled her wish of joining the army and ruining her own reputation, assuring that no one will marry a rebel girl anytime soon, but at the cost of Jiu’s life.

But what is a servant? In this city, who is nobler than whom?

"I clearly saw you... Jiu, you didn’t die, did you?"

"Jiu... if I had another chance, I wouldn’t leave the palace..."

Rong Baoyi walked in the snow, slowly pacing and talking to herself.

Tears mixed with the melted snowflakes at the corner of her eyes, falling to the ground, leaving a small hot hole.

She knew, if given another chance, that young man named Jiu would still stand at the door of Maoqin Hall, smiling broadly, waving to her, saying:

County Princess, whether you go or not, I’ve been waiting for a long time.

Rong Baoyi ultimately did not find Jiu.

She would never find him again.

As night fell, Rong Baoyi walked back to the camp.

With the snow falling, the sky was black without a single star.

Rong Baoyi could have returned to stay at Prince Rui’s mansion, but since it was far from the City Defense Army’s camp, she chose to live in the tents with the soldiers.

It was a bit tougher, but since she chose this path, what did a bit of suffering matter?

The Guard Captain of the City Defense Army naturally wouldn’t dare treat County Princess Changle as an ordinary soldier. For one, because of her gender, it was impossible to put an unmarried girl with a group of men in the barracks.

Even if the County Princess didn’t care, if Prince Rui knew, he wouldn’t spare them.

But initially, the Emperor decreed that if County Princess Changle insisted on joining the army, she should start as the lowest city guard, without exceptions due to her status.

Luckily, there were two female military doctors in the army, and Rong Baoyi now slept in the same tent with them.

One of the two female military doctors was a widow whose husband had died, and the other was an unmarried woman over thirty. They usually treated Rong Baoyi very well. She could feel that they were good to her not because she was a County Princess, but because they saw her as a little sister.

She liked this feeling; in the camp, no one saw her as County Princess Changle. Even the negative, strange looks were more forthright than the palace’s hidden arrows.

The two military doctors once curiously asked Rong Baoyi why, as a noble County Princess, a prince’s daughter, she insisted on coming to a place like the military camp.

Rong Baoyi said she didn’t know; she just didn’t want to live like everyone else, and she wanted one day to stand by her father’s side and see the moon over the Southern Border.

She was even more unwilling for someone to die only to be dismissed as: just a servant.

Rong Baoyi lifted the curtain; the tent was warm with a brazier burning inside.

But her pupils trembled, her body frozen still.

A tall young man was wearing the clothes she had the embroideress make for Jiu, speaking to one of the female military doctors.

His back was to her, just a silhouette, but it made Rong Baoyi’s eyes fill with tears, wide with disbelief.

It seemed like, once again, she was having a hallucination.