Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 174 Blood Connection

Look how easy it is to say something.

Jing Chun didn't dare to say where she was and where it was easier, if she had become Princess Li, she would have suffered in the bondage of day and night, who could say that it was easy to do it?
Jing Chun didn't continue talking, she was really afraid of making Zhang Ruolian suspicious again, so she changed the subject and said, "What did Miss Anuo say to you?"

"I didn't say anything. No, I also said something."

"What is it?"

"The finger ring was indeed not given to Miss Arnold by someone else."

"Where did that come from?"

"Pick it up."

"Picked it up? How did you pick it up?"

"I also asked, but I feel that Miss Arnold seems to have blurred the difference between picking up and stealing. She only replied that she fell by her side, and secretly hid it for others when others didn't know about it. For your own use."

Although Jing Chun had doubted the purpose of this finger pull before, he did not expect to get it in this way.

"But this is even more strange. Why did Miss Arnold lie? And why did she admit to 'picking a finger' now?"

Zhang Ruolian sees it clearly, "How can anyone admit to stealing, whether it is stolen or picked up, this finger-wringing must be reported to the government and then returned to the original owner, and if it is said to be a gift from others, it will be avoided Report to the police? And this finger ring has naturally become Miss A Nuo's property. Besides, stealing is punishable by punishment. The lighter ones are better, and they will be released in less than a month. If it is serious, it will take three to five years. His face is engraved with blue, and he is exiled to a different place, and people who are interested will naturally only say that he picked it up."

Although what Zhang Ruolian said was true, Jing Chun felt that Zhang Ruolian was trying to cover up something.

Jing Chun stared into Zhang Ruolian's eyes, and asked meaningfully: "Zhang Gong, are you threatening Miss A Nuo?"

If it is really a threat, then Zhang Ruolian is undoubtedly using his identity in the Jingzhao Mansion to put pressure on Wei Anuo, then this is bullying the small with the big, and bullying the weak with the strong, and this is obviously something that Jing Chun cannot agree with. .

Zhang Ruolian was obviously panicked, and said stiffly, "W-Where is there? Where is my threat?"

It can only be said that Zhang Ruolian doesn't know how to lie. Whenever he talks about lying, he looks panicked, so he pretends to be calm and uses the folding fan to fan him.

Seeing Jing Chunyi grasping the folding fan and pressuring him every step of the way, Zhang Ruolian was also stared into a cold sweat, and finally gave up and replied: "Oh, I didn't count it as a threat, it's just It’s all about telling her the consequences of the theft, it’s Miss Anuo who is afraid, and only said that the finger was picked, and he also said that she only lied about this one thing, and the rest is all the truth.”

Seeing that Jing Chun didn't believe it, Zhang Ruolian continued: "I'm really not a threat. I've told her about it and I'll keep it a secret for her temporarily. I gave the only two taels of silver I had to Miss Arnold, and she even thanked me."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Didn't Miss Arnold say anything else?"

"No, Miss Arnold said that she only lied about the finger-locking thing, and she was absolutely not lying about anything else. I originally asked Miss Arnold if she was imprisoned, but it was a pity that Miss Arnold didn't listen. When I asked this question, I burst into tears, and it seemed that I was a bad person."

If it is said that Wei Anuo just lied about the matter of finger pulling, then the other things she said are the truth.

Jing Chun couldn't help thinking deeply, and confirmed, "Just crying?"

"Yes, it seems like there is a huge grievance, but it seems like it acquiesces to my questioning, but the grievances have to be said, and she doesn't say it, even if it is acquiescence, I don't know other clues, how can I avenge her? "

Jing Chun carefully thought about the conversation between Cui Yi and Wei Anuo yesterday, and suddenly asked: "What is the explanation for Zhang Gong's feeling that he has no family?"

Zhang Ruolian obviously couldn't keep up with Jing Chun's thinking, and it took him a while to realize what Jing Chun said, but he felt that the question was so difficult that people didn't know how to answer, "If you don't have a family, doesn't it mean you don't have a family? What explanation?”

"More than that," Jing Chun's eyes deepened, and a more terrifying answer came to his mind, "There is another explanation, that is, Miss Anuo's family is not family at all."

Zhang Ruolian yawned, relieved his tiredness, and asked casually: "What do you mean by not being family? Isn't family connected by blood?"

"People who are connected by blood may not be worthy of being called family members. It is those people who are connected by blood who push people off the cliff and cry when they finally see the corpse. I have always felt strange in my heart, why Miss Arnold didn't go to the government immediately. I thought that this matter was probably because Miss Han Yuyan had disappointed Miss Arnold. But now it seems that this move has profound meaning. Who said there is blood? It means a lot to the people you connect with.”

As soon as the words fell, an inspiration hit Jing Chun's brain directly, as if struck by lightning, then everything has an explanation, and all of this is the blood connection!
Since blood is used to identify relatives, it is possible that they have the same blood type. Therefore, Zheng Cuier's child may not necessarily be Ren Shihua's, but may also be someone with a blood connection with Ren Shihua!
Jing Chun couldn't help but smile, and seemed to have some confidence in Zheng Cuier's matter.

Zhang Ruolian became more and more confused, "Well worker, what on earth are you talking about, I don't understand."

"It's nothing. I'll explain it to you when I have time." Jing Chun didn't have time to explain so much to Zhang Ruolian, "Gong Zhang, I have something else to do and I have to go somewhere."

"Where are you going? I'm going too,"

Jing Chun smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang doesn't know that place, so why go with him?"

"Since I don't know each other, I'm going to get to know each other even more, don't I?"

This actually used epistemological thinking. Somehow, Jing Chun came up with a bold guess and suddenly asked tentatively: "Zhang Gong, odd changes to even and does not change, what is the next sentence?"

"What? Why doesn't the lotus root remain unchanged?"

Hearing this, Jing Chun also felt that she was funny, this sudden flash of inspiration made her think that Zhang Ruolian was also a soul wearer.

"It's nothing, it's just a code from my hometown. Zhang Gong doesn't need to take it to heart. By the way, Zhang Gong has been busy all morning. Do you still have energy?"

"Does the well worker look down on me?"

Knowing that Zhang Ruolian was joking, Jing Chun turned his head to the side, with a faint smile on his face, "I didn't say that, but Zhang Gong is still growing up now, so don't tire him out."

For a moment, Zhang Ruolian couldn't understand the good or bad of these words, "Well worker, are you going to find a hole to bury me, so you don't tell me."

What kind of talk is this?

Jing Chun thought that instead of letting Zhang Ruolian guess like this, it would be better to let him follow, so he let go, "If Zhang Gong is willing to follow, then follow, and see if he can find a hole to bury you."

Zhang Ruolian was secretly happy and quickly followed Jing Chun. As expected, the occasional provocation method was somewhat useful to this well painter.

(End of this chapter)