"Look ahead?"
Rong Yun raised her head and saw Long Ze, who stood a good half body taller than herself, pouting she asked, "What am I going to see if I look ahead?"
Long Ze pondered for a moment, "As a man, I don't understand what lies ahead for women. The Princess should seek advice from her aunt. However, I want to tell the Princess that no matter how dissatisfied you are with your current life, you must not look back easily. There is no road to the past for anyone, but the future holds infinite hope."
Only by looking forward could his Miss cheer up.
Rong Yun listened in a daze for a while. Indeed, Long Ze couldn't provide her with the guidance or the answers she sought, but she felt joyous after this afternoon's conversation with him, finding the scars in her heart soothed somewhat.
She said to Long Ze, "Aunt Yan recently made rose pastries. Would you bring some back to my mother? She gave Aunt Yan to me, and she must be missing the taste of these rose pastries."
