Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Leng Lintian regained his energy, and dug a few more times, and sure enough, he saw a black box cover.

After digging for more than an hour, it was not in vain...

Jing Jiaren wanted to help, but Leng Lintian didn't allow it.

"You will hinder my work here..." Leng Lintian's voice was hoarse, he picked up the stick with his left hand, and stuck it around to determine the size of the box.

Leng Lintian's iron hand threw it even faster, the cavalry uniform coat had been taken off and thrown aside, the blue turtleneck shirt on his body was stained with mud, and a pair of boots were also covered in mud.

Jing Jiaren sat on her knees and saw that the box was unearthed. It was very airtight and had a big lock on it.

"Leng Lintian, the key."

"On you."

"When did you give it back to me?"

Leng Lintian held her hat with his left hand, and when he put it on her head, countless petals fluttered and fell, and the petals got into her neck, and there was something cool sticking to it.

Jing Jiaren reached out and got the cross key.

"Why do you put so many flowers in my hat..." She snapped, and the flowers fell from her hair and skirt, everywhere.

Leng Lintian's eyes were blurred, and he stared at her closely...

Jing Jiaren turned her face away and put the key into the lock to try it out: "Great, it matches."

Leng Lintian smiled: "Why don't you open it?"

"It's too dirty, the outside is covered with mud, go back and wash it before opening it."

The box is twice as big as a normal shoe box, made of anti-corrosion wood, thick and heavy.

Leng Lintian's breathing was a little panting: "Get what you want, are you happy?"

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip lightly: "Well, thank you, Leng..."

Before Jing Jiaren finished speaking, Leng Lintian's eyelashes trembled, and he fell into the hole he had just dug out of the box.

It happened that his head fell into the pit, and Jing Jiaren was shocked out of cold sweat.

"Leng Lintian, don't scare me!"

Jing Jiaren tugged at his arm, but it couldn't move, so she hurriedly stood up and looked down the mountain.

"Leng Lintian, should I call someone now? You wait for me... you must wait for me..."

Leng Lintian's shoulders moved, and he struggled to get up.

There was mud on Jun Yifan's face, he wiped it off with his hands, and there was more mud on his hands.

"Wife."

Seeing that Leng Lintian woke up, Jing Jiaren stepped back: "How are you?"

"Wipe my eyes for me."

Jing Jiaren

Wipe him carefully with the sleeve of his clothes.

There was a smile on the corner of Leng Lintian's mouth, and his opened eyes were like two bottomless abysses: "Honey, you are so kind to me."

it is good? !

Jing Jiaren clenched her fists, as if her heart had been pierced by needles: "You wait here, I'll call someone."

"No, I can go, let's go back."

With a strong force, he stood up and staggered a bit.

Jing Jia hurriedly reached out to support him, really afraid that he would faint again.

However, he bent down and picked up the big box.

"Stop making trouble! You can't even walk by yourself, why are you still holding this?"

Leng Lintian was very stubborn, holding the box down the mountain with one deep foot and one shallow foot.

Jing Jiaren wanted to stop him, but was afraid that she would drag him down if she pulled him, so she hurriedly picked up his clothes and boots on the ground and followed: "Leng Lintian, put your shoes on..."

With every step Leng Lintian took, his body was breathing fire.

His sight is crooked, and his steps are heavy, like walking in a muddy pond, and every step is difficult to wade through.