A Love For Three Lives：Monster King Don't Forget Me Chapter 39

Murong Zhe and Xia Pumo reached an unknown place after Ronghua pushed them away.

Xia Pumo grasped Murong Zhe firmly, and apparently, he had not come to himself from Ronghua's push.

Murong Zhe bowed his head and asked, “Mo, are you okay?”

Xia Pumo just shook his head to show that he was fine. He closed his eyes tightly, with Murong Zhe's clothes clenched in his hands. Murong Zhe had no idea that what was wrong with him.

“Mo—” Murong Zhe didn't know how to comfort him.

“It was Ronghua herself that let us go. Sometimes you don't need to know those things. Even if you learned, you couldn't help her.”

Xia Pumo still didn't open his eyes but said, “… She pushed us away again.”

It turned out that he was bothering himself with this.

“Mo, there is always much helplessness in this world, and so is it for Ronghua. I told you that she is not an ordinary person and is different from us.”

Xia Pumo finally looked up at Murong Zhe. His expression in poor spirits made Murong Zhe feel pity and distressed.

“… Mo, don't be like this.”

Xia Pumo struggled to stand on the ground with his hands on Murong Zhe's shoulders. Since they were about the same height, Xia Pumo could directly lean his head on Murong Zhe's shoulder. Murong Zhe stretched out his hands, not knowing whether to hug him or not.

“… So, can you tell me now? Who is Ronghua? And who are you?”

Murong Zhe hugged him naturally, “But it will take a very long time to tell you our stories!”

Xia Pumo also hugged him tightly, “It doesn't matter! I am patient enough.”

Then Murong Zhe felt relieved and started to talk about it, “Murong Zhe is not my original name. My former name is Yi Laizhe, and I used to be a friend of the present emperor of demons. Now I have nothing except you. I thought I would be lonely until death, but fortunately, I met you, and so I finally regained my life belief. As for who Ronghua is, I don't know.”

Xia Pumo suddenly let him go and looked at him with suspicion. His eyes were asking, “Don't you know who she is?”

Murong Zhe smiled bitterly, “It's true. Most demons have never met Ronghua. I indeed don't know her origin, nor have I seen her true appearance. I only learned that the King of Death brought her back from the outside, and she had stayed in the Realm of Demons for a long time. But some time ago, she reached an agreement with the King of Death and then got free. I know nothing about what agreement they have made. After all, I left there very early.”

Xia Pumo looked into the eyes of Murong Zhe, who was also staring at him without blinking. A long time later, he said, “Well, Ronghua is truly mysterious.”

“Mo….”

“I believe you.”

“What?”

“You.”

Carrying Ronghua, Weilian reached somewhere through her transferring pa.s.sage. As soon as he came out of it, he saw the scenery in green with petals falling.

It looked like a paradise. Ronghua seemed to be good at finding great places.

Looking at the woman in her arms, Weilian had many questions in mind. He wondered why he always broke his rules while facing Ronghua, such as allowing her to be out of the Realm of Demons and giving her chances to explain. Facing others, he would never be so patient but indifferent.

Most importantly, he hated the touching of women except Lingran, and even Guixia had never touched him. Moreover, he never allowed anyone to enter his room. But if it were Ronghua, he would be pleased rather than frown.

Like this time, initially, he came to demand her in a fury. But as soon as he met her, his rage subsided a lot. Even when he saw her holding the fan, he didn't blame her too much. Instead, he became angrier as he noticed her protection and meticulous care for the two people.

“Ronghua, have my feelings towards you already been out of control?”

“Ronghua!” Weilian tried to wake her up but stopped immediately. He found that the mist he made was not easy to deal with, while at the same time, he didn't want to dispel it. He just wanted to look at her like this, looking at her peaceful and attractive sleeping face.

After putting Ronghua on the ground, he sat down, leaning on a tree, and then rested her head on his thigh and covered her with a thick white fur coat. He listened quietly to the sounds of the wind and cranes in the forest. There was a faint aroma of peach blossom in the wind. But why there was peach blossom in such a season?

Weilian lowered his head with a rare smile on his face, thinking, “Is this your place? Even the habits are the same.”

He picked up Ronghua's fan. He had never observed its appearance before. In the past, she always turned the fan into other weapons before he had a closer look.

The patterns carved on the fan were so intricate and detailed that it would be hard to see them clearly without paying much attention. There was a total of twelve ribs, each of which was unique and different from each other.

Twelve? It was a good number.

Others all desired for a pretty appearance, while she was always in blue. Other people made their fans with gold or jade as the pendant, silk or satin as the cover, and fragrant sandalwood in high-quality as the fan bones.

The fan was also a symbol of the user's temperament.

With the grace of fate, people often showed no difference, whether timid or brave, wise or foolish. But once the luck abandoned them, and they had to encounter the stormy waves, it would seem to be a mighty fan that would fan away those who were weak and useless, while only those with perseverance and integrity would be standstill.

Was that not what happened to Ronghua?

Ronghua shifted her position very slightly. Weilian noticed it immediately but didn't say anything.

He knew that Ronghua would observe where she was as she woke up, and she must be thinking about how to leave after taking stock.

Without full confidence in success, she wouldn't take action but secretly waited for the opportunity to leave, or forcibly left after restoring her spiritual power.

His hand rested on Ronghua inadvertently, which caused her to be in a stiff and curse in mind, “What the h.e.l.l is he doing?”

Weilian felt it and then got the skill to deal with a woman like her. She would yield to soft approaches but reject him under duress, so it would not be appropriate to force her to do something.

“Ronghua, are you awake?”

Ronghua had felt unbearable to pretend anymore, so she jumped up without hesitation after hearing his words. Right! She jumped up.

Ronghua was so afraid. She always felt that Weilian seemed to be more dangerous when he appeared gentle and considerate than being bloodthirsty and brutal.

It was because she couldn't find any flaws from his look at that time, and even she would suffer a lot from his schemes.

“Your Highness, what's up?”

She said to Weilian, with her eyes fixed on the fan in his hand. She was thinking about how to get it back.

Weilian also knew her intention. However, he could agree to any request from her, but he couldn't give her the fan, because within it contained his emotions and memories.

“Give me the fan!” Ronghua thought there was no need for her to be polite to Weilian.

“Give you?”

“The fan is mine, and shouldn't you give it to me?”

“Who says this fan is yours?”

In the place where Ronghua couldn't see, an indifferent look slowly covered the tenderness in Weilian's eyes.

“You took it from my hand. Do you regard me as a fool?”

Ronghua showed an aggressive manner, too, because she felt that there might be a fight between them today. To be honest, she had never fought with Weilian seriously. It was always that he attacked her while she hit back rarely. Just now, they didn't attack each other with all their strength, either. Otherwise, it would be impossible for her to dodge at that time.

“Your Highness!”

Weilian put away the fan. His eyes were as dark as the abyss, trapping people unknowingly. It was dangerous to look into them, but Ronghua couldn't help herself, as if she knew it was poison but couldn't help eating it.

“Ronghua, I keep the fan, and you leave. Our agreement will continue.”

His meaning was already apparent. But Ronghua would be unable to use her spiritual power to resist if she lost the fan. Sweats dropped from her forehead. She had never been so nervous.

“Your Highness, we had the agreement!” Ronghua calmed herself down and said, “The fan is my natal spiritual weapon. Without it, how should I….”

She hoped that he would consider the overall situation and return the fan to her.

“Do you know that someone had once said the same words to me?”

“Your Highness, my fan.”

Weilian also made up his mind, “You can choose to leave with the fan in my hand, or both you and the fan stay here.”

Suddenly, Ronghua felt a lump in her throat and tears in her eyes, and then she forced herself to raise her head to prevent them from dropping down. She would never reveal her fragility in front of others in the past, but now she didn't want to bother herself with it. Anyway, he had seen all kinds of her!

“Ronghua, our agreement will continue, and I will help you.”

After speaking, Weilian disappeared in a cloud of smog as soon as he turned around. Before Ronghua could say anything, he had already left in her sight.

Ronghua stepped back and leaned against a tree, which happened to be the one that they had just sit under. The white fur coat was on the ground, and Ronghua stared at it. In truth, she disliked the color white.

Ronghua glanced at her clothes. After a snap of her fingers, her clothes immediately turned blue again. She should look cold and bewitching as usual. But no matter how she pretended, she couldn't cover the expression on her face.

She tried to gather nimbus with both hands but failed, but she was unwilling to give up and was stimulated to continue running the nimbus in her body. She hoped to feel a trace of power that could rea.s.sure her.

All of a sudden, she felt something sweet in her throat and then spat out a mouthful of blood while trembling. She fell to the ground and spat blood again after failing to hold it back. Her blood-soaked blue clothes turned to be red.

Ronghua felt dizzy and was unable to open her eyes. It seemed that she had overexerted, and her body could hardly bear it. She had forgotten that she had no spiritual power in her body now.

At the most critical time, she not only lost her fan but also had no spiritual power available in her body.

What should she do?

To get the fan back by force? Was it possible?

No one could get the thing back if it were in the hands of Weilian; unless he gave it back on his initiative. It would be harder than going to heaven.

“Now, it is certain that I am useless. Relying on the fan, I can be invincible and think nothing of everyone on this continent. But without the fan, I'm afraid I cannot beat even Xia Pumo, the one who hasn't recovered from the injury.” Ronghua thought and couldn't help laughing bitterly.

How many useful things did she still have?

Ronghua fell into a sound sleep and no longer had any worries. She only wanted to take a rest rather than to care about the so-called danger. There should be less pain in the dream.

As for how to do after waking up, that was not what she should worry about now. She just wanted to sleep.

In the dream, Ronghua seemed to see the woman again.

“Can't you leave me alone, even in my dreams?”

As the one who had been with d.a.m.n Weilian, the woman always appeared at a particular time, but Ronghua had never got her intention.

“Hurry up if you have anything to say!”

Strangely, Ronghua could never see her face clearly, no matter how many times they had met.

“Help me!” Was she asking for help?

Ronghua sneered, “Help you? Help you come back?”

“Help me!”

Come on. The woman started repeating infinitely again!

“Why do you always appear in my dreams? What the h.e.l.l do you want me to help you? Tell me clearly, okay?!”

Ronghua growled. After Weilian took away her fan, she didn't want to speak as patiently as before.

“Help me… kill me!”

Ronghua was stunned for a moment, wondering whether she had misheard.

“What… what did you say?!”

“… Help me. Kill me!”

Ronghua felt that both Weilian and the woman were— crazy!!

“Kill you?”

Ronghua thought the woman was ridiculous. Others were trying their best to find her, even risking their lives, while she kept thinking about killing herself.

“Okay! I help you!”

Ronghua pointed at her, “Are you sure that you want me to do this?”

To prove her determination, the woman walked towards Ronghua step by step.

“Help me!”

Ronghua no longer hesitated but chopped with her hand sharply!!