Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 249 Blood Relatives

For a moment, the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Nanny Zhang was speechless. She knew very well that Jing Chun had been fostered outside since she was young, and Jing Shuyao did not regard Jing Chun as her sister. Even the servants like them did not regard Jing Chun as their master because Madam Yun was the mistress of the house.

Jing Chun took a long breath, looking at the heavy dark night. The wind and rain are blowing, and people can come and go. The wind and rain are slanting, and the days are passing by without warning. How can we look back and see what is right and what is wrong? The traveler has difficulty taking even a single step.

In the wind and rain, you can choose to walk or wait. You recall the past and can't make up your mind. Your right and wrong are decided by others, but who can understand the difficulty of your every step?
Jing Chun smiled at Jiang Hejin and said, "Excuse me, Your Highness can go back and rest now."

Seeing that everyone was stunned, Jing Chun remained calm and didn't care at all about other people's speculations.

"Butler Wang, please help see the guests off."

"Yes..." Butler Wang was still not used to the princess being so polite, so the word "help" sounded very unfamiliar to him.

Aunt Zhang climbed up the stairs in two or three steps, trying to find any sympathy in Jing Chun, "Miss Chun, Miss Chun, you can't be so cruel, she is your blood relative..."

Blood relatives...

Jing Chun pondered over the four words in Aunt Zhang's words. She found them very ridiculous. She turned around decisively, wrapped her cloak tightly around her, and walked into the rain alone, ignoring the drizzle in the courtyard.

Jiang Hejin looked at Jing Chun. He could understand the heartbreak of Jing Chun being abandoned by her family. He looked at Aunt Zhang coldly and said, "Didn't you hear what the princess said? Send the guest away."

When Jiang Hejin returned to the dormitory, Jing Chun was still making the bed, but he had taken off his cloak. Seeing Jiang Hejin coming back, there was no big fluctuation on Jing Chun's face, and he did not stop what he was doing.

Jing Chun suddenly thought of something and asked, "Madame Zhang wasn't rude to you, was she?"

"She didn't dare."

Jing Chun nodded. "That's right. They just dared to be rude to me. They dared to make such a request. As a princess, I..."

The disappointment he had just felt on the rainy night was already a thing of the past. Thinking back on it now, Jing Chun sighed a few times.

There was no obstacle blocking their line of sight. Jing Chun could feel Jiang Hejin's gaze on her. She looked up at Jiang Hejin without a smile, her eyes full of calmness. "Do you also think I'm too cruel?"

Jiang Hejin shook his head, "No."

She smiled lightly as if she was not involved in the matter and said, "It doesn't matter if you say I'm cruel. I won't be angry."

The sound of leaves rubbing against each other, accompanied by the yellow candlelight, made the whole room empty. This feeling was very much like the lack of some kind of emotion, but no emotion can remain unchanged in the torrent of time. This is the truth that Jing Chun has always understood, not to mention the family affection that Jing Chun faced as an outsider.

Jing Chun lay on the couch, stretched her hands out from the quilt, looking at the dim beams of the house. Just at that moment, she seemed to have put aside all her fatigue, and lay there quietly, her thoughts wandering around, yet she tried to soothe her inner self-blame.

The next second, the beam she was looking at turned into Jiang Hejin's face. Jing Chun's heart trembled slightly. She had no way out under the shackles. Jing Chun stretched out her palm, trying to block Jiang Hejin's gaze, and laughed dryly: "It's time to cut your nails."

Jiang Hejin's eyes passed over his palm, and he naturally rested his face on Jing Chun's bloodless palm.

In just that moment, when the two people looked into each other's eyes, the candlelight flickered, and time came to an abrupt halt.

Jiang Hejin has a handsome face and deep eyes, which makes people want to praise and touch him...

Jing Chun stretched out his other cold hand and held up Jiang Hejin's face with both hands.

Unexpectedly, she still fell for Jiang Hejin's looks.

Jing Chun seemed to realize that he had taken the initiative, so he changed the subject and said calmly, "Go to bed early. Who knows, someone might come tomorrow morning."

"you are right……"

"Compared to the protection brought by reporting to the authorities, Madam Yun is more afraid of putting her own daughter in danger. When her father was imprisoned, she was willing to kneel down and beg me, not to mention the love a mother has for her daughter."

After saying that, Jing Chun fell silent. It would be interesting to see how they would proceed next.

"Don't you know that I'm soft-hearted?" Jing Chun laughed at himself. "I know she still can't be cruel, and so do I... Actually, I knew about Jing Shuyao's kidnapping during the day, but I thought that no one hated me, and I also thought that it was Jing Shuyao's little trick... And now, I don't know if the mastermind behind the scenes has a grudge against me... It's not difficult to rescue Jing Shuyao, but once some things fall on me, I can't convince myself because of the past entanglements."

"It is never easy to follow your heart, because there are many things to consider. How can you just break up all the ties from the past? I know your difficulties. If you want to save her, I will definitely help you. If you have no intention of participating, I will not let others get in your way."

"You have already helped me a lot today. As for the rest... the rest, good or bad, are all mine. Why should others bear it for me?"

"You're a little stubborn."

Jing Chun was amused by Jiang Hejin's words, "You may not be willing to give in."

Jiang Hejin smiled in tacit agreement on his serious face and replied, "If you don't want to, that's fine. But there is one thing. Protect yourself. In my eyes, your life is far more important than your sister's."

Jing Chun's heart suddenly paused. She had to admit that she was moved by Jiang Hejin's words. Her hands that were caressing Jiang Hejin's face stiffened unconsciously. She retracted her hands, "How could you say such a thing?"

Jiang Hejin frowned slightly and thought deeply. He was also thinking about the question raised by Jing Chun. After a long time, he kissed Jing Chun's forehead and replied, "It's strange. I can't help but think of your appearance in your wedding dress."

Jiang Hejin whispered: "The pearl curtains and embroidered curtains are filled with auspicious smoke, and the wedding ceremony and the auspicious alliance will last a hundred years."

Jiang Hejin just smiled. He couldn't say those old love words. He was just sure in his heart: Because you are my wife, you belong to me alone, and no one can hurt you, at least not now.

Jing Chun had to admit that she was moved by this.
The next second, Jiang Hejin propped up his upper body and gently kissed the corner of Jing Chun's mouth, "You should also rest early."