HRPM – Chapter 440 The Passionate Little Boy

Although Jin Luoluo couldn’t see the expression on his face, she could tell from the way he held himself that his body had gone rigid and that he was struggling with deep inner pain.

Whatever had happened must have dealt him a tremendous blow. Even someone as mature and composed as Xiao Luo could still be haunted by it.

She wrapped her arms around his waist in return and rubbed against him like a little kitten in his embrace.

“I want to hear it. I want to know everything about you. And I’m not afraid of hearing about your flaws. Look—I can even accept your injured legs. What else could I possibly not accept? A person with imperfections and a past is far more charming. If they’re painful memories, then I can help carry the burden so your sorrow is cut in half. And if they’re happy memories, then our joy will be doubled.”

The sparkle in Jin Luoluo’s eyes filled Xiao Luo’s heart with warmth.

Her thoughtful words were like a fire in the middle of winter, melting a heart frozen by the cold.

And the way she nuzzled against him like a little cat made it impossible to stay weighed down by sorrow. A gentle smile unconsciously curved his lips.

How could there be such an adorable girl?

“Before my legs were crippled, I had always been stationed at the border with the Great General Who Guards the Nation, fighting against the foreign tribes. Back then, I was in the prime of my youth, full of ambition and eager to make a name for myself. I dreamed of becoming a great general whose name would be remembered throughout history. I threw myself into every battle and frequently offered strategies to the Great General. Before long, I had established quite a reputation in the army, and despite my young age, I was promoted to the rank of general.”

“Wow, you were that amazing? You became a general at such a young age—you must have looked incredibly impressive! I wish I could have seen you back then.”

Jin Luoluo’s eyes shone with admiration. Someone as refined and elegant as Xiao Luo, dressed in armor, must have been a breathtakingly handsome general.

Standing on the battlefield, that face alone would probably have made his enemies die of shame.

A trace of pride mixed with melancholy appeared on Xiao Luo’s face.

“After the Great General Who Guards the Nation died from wounds sustained in battle, I was chosen to succeed him as Grand General. At the time, I was young and reckless. I commanded the entire army, yet I didn’t know how to hide my brilliance. On top of that, I was the Emperor’s younger brother, enjoying both royal status and supreme military authority. Naturally, people began whispering behind my back, but I paid them no mind. My conscience was clear. Everything I did was for my imperial brother—to expand the empire’s frontiers and make the nation under his rule stronger and more prosperous. I never harbored the slightest selfish ambition.”

So even the young Xiao Luo had once been a hot-blooded youth, driven by dreams and ideals.