Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 49 Nightmare
"You loser, bad luck!"

"If you kill your own mother, do you still want to kill our whole family?"

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Daddy...Xiaochun didn't, Xiaochun didn't kill Aniang..."

"Go away, I don't have a daughter like you, go away..."

"Daddy...Daddy..."

Jing Chun woke up suddenly, with tears still in his eyes.

Jing Chun suddenly felt heartbroken. It was the first time that he had reunited with the original owner's soul like this. It was as if he had traveled through thousands of years. The real feeling made people burst into tears. Some unbearable pain was finally released, but it felt like falling snow sinking into his heart. generally……

It turns out that some people really cry in their dreams. Jing Chun always thought that these things would only appear in TV dramas, but he never imagined that one day it would happen to him.

The scene in the dream just now should be the memory of the original owner. In the memory, Mrs. Jing has been in poor health, she has been taking medicine, and her health is also good and bad. Until Jing Chun brought medicine to Mrs. Jing, Mrs. Jing suddenly fell ill. Unfortunately, Mrs. Jing passed away within a few days.

According to the doctor, Mrs. Yi Jing's body could not last much longer, and Jing Chun was not to blame anyway. However, a traveling fortune teller said that Jing Chun was a nemesis and that she must not live with her family before she was born. Otherwise, his family will definitely suffer a bloody disaster.

Jing Tongchang just listened to the fortune teller and blamed all the faults on Jing Chun, and it was from that time that Jing Chun began to live in foster care for ten years.

"I don't think you've ever shed tears."

With a sound of trance, Jing Chun quickly wiped away his tears, and his red eyes locked all the pain and helplessness beyond words.

Everything on the verge of life and death makes people want to cherish a certain hard-won respite lately, but in the end this pain still falls on Jing Chun.

The two are separated by a white curtain, the white curtain is swaying and hazy, and they can probably see each other's figure clearly, but it's not so real, they are standing side by side.

Jiang Hejin, who was sitting upright drinking tea, looked very leisurely. What he enjoyed was the afterglow of sunset and the singing of returning birds, a life without melancholy.

Jing Chun suddenly remembered what happened before he fell into a coma.

Jiang Hejin saved her life again...

Whether public or private, Jing Chun owes Jiang Hejin a favor.

Jing Chun pursed his lips and said, "Thank you."

I could only hear the other party saying faintly: "I can't guarantee that you will save me in the future..."

Jing Chun thought it was funny, Jiang and Jin are His Royal Highnesses, when will it be Jing Chun's turn to rescue them?

Jing Chun glanced at Jiang Hejin's figure, a little distracted. Jiang Hejin seemed to remind Jing Chun of the reality of her existence.

At this moment, her heart was extremely dull, without even a trace of pride and joy, and she suddenly said: "I really didn't expect that His Highness Prince Li would come to save me..."

When the tea cup ran aground, Jiang Hejin said lightly: "Disappointed?"

Jing Chun shook his head and smiled slightly, as if he was relieved, but he said what was in his heart, "It's just that Your Highness saved me, but I feel useless..."

"How to say?"

Jing Chun caressed the pattern on the quilt, but his thoughts drifted to his whole life, and he said: "I was thinking that His Royal Highness Li Wang saved me because I am your princess who has never been married, but what if I am just an ordinary person? Then I should expect the help of my parents or the government, but there is neither of them. I think the current Jingfu may not even find me before I return to the mansion, but the Jingzhao Mansion is not powerful enough to find me. I don’t know if the year of the monkey is coming, I’m afraid I’ll be a mummy by then, with no relatives to care about, no officials to help me, tell me, am I quite useless?”

Jiang Hejin was quiet for a while, but then replied: "It's quite useless."

Jing Chun was also slightly taken aback. She had seen too many scenes of Jiang Hejin hiding a knife in his smile, and thought it was another burst of cynicism, but she never thought that one day Jiang Hejin would be able to turn a person's heart like this.

But the direct stabbing of this kind of words made Jing Chun feel much happier, at least it proved that Jing Chun's thinking was correct, she was indeed quite useless.

Afterwards, Jiang Hejin's voice was slightly cold, with the sadness of looking down on everything, "Obviously there is strength to rely on, but I don't know how to rely on it. I take it all on myself. It is a good thing to have courage and courage, but courage and courage alone is reckless."

Jing Chun also heard the meaning of Jiang Hejin's words and was slightly angry, but his anger dissipated as the white curtain fluttered.

She is a person who listens to advice, and she also knows that she thinks things are too simple when investigating the case, or she thinks she is too great.

Jing Chun said that she was experiencing many things that she never expected...

Jing Chun let out a long sigh in his heart, raised his head and said, "Thank you for His Royal Highness Li Wang's teaching, but I still want to rely on myself..."

All the voices in the room fell silent. Jiang Hejin looked at Jing Chun sitting on the bed through the white gauze, and remembered what Lu Chi once said. He said that Jiang Hejin and Jing Chun were very similar, and they both hurt themselves to save their lives. Own……

Jiang Hejin gazed at the setting sun belatedly, like a broken light in a dream, full of hope but also dark foreshadowing.

Jing Chun's eyes gradually became dry, and when he thought of something, he smiled suddenly, causing Jing Chun's face to have a crying and laughing expression.

Jiang Hejin also heard this laughter, and only asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Jing Chun rubbed the tears on his cheeks, but he didn't have a sobbing tone, and said: "It should be the secret joy of escaping after death. I think that when I was about to retire, His Royal Highness Li Wang said two words to me—— —Go to hell, what did you say that the living can't marry the dead, but now I almost married a dead person and almost lost my life, this word is a prophecy, what can't be done in this world?"

Jiang Hejin's complexion suddenly became a little serious, and he walked up to Jing Chun.

Jing Chun's original smiling face also stopped abruptly, and he didn't know if he said something wrong to provoke Jiang Hejin.

There was a slight coldness in Jiang Hejin's eyes, and he said a word, "Hand."

Jing Chun didn't know why, and stretched out his hands, only to find that the back of his left hand, which had been burned by the candle, had plastered on it at some point, and it was cool and cool, without any burning sensation.

Jiang Hejin put the silk handkerchief on the back of Jing Chun's right hand, and then took out another bracelet, which was exactly the jade bracelet that Jing Chun exchanged with Tang Gushang.

Jing Chun seemed a little unreasonable, shrank his hands, and explained: "I originally wanted to redeem this bracelet, but I haven't redeemed it yet..."

Jiang Hejin didn't say a word, but grabbed Jing Chun's right hand in an instant, put the bracelet on Jing Chun's hand again, and said dully: "This king is not a domineering person, so it's fine if you don't want to wear it, but you can't see it and send it out. Wearing something from someone else's body..."

When the bracelet was not around, Jing Chun would miss it, not because of Jiang Hejin, but just because of the existence of the bracelet on Jing Chun's wrist.

But when the bracelet was there, it seemed to remind Jing Chun of his marriage contract with Jiang Hejin all the time.

Jing Chun has the joy of regaining what was lost, but also the melancholy of being unable to get rid of the unsatisfactory.

In life, there is always a catastrophe...

(End of this chapter)