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

Jing Jiaren felt more and more uncomfortable: "Are you mocking me?"

"Why not?" He stared at her, "I'm mocking myself."

"Leng Lintian, please stop being so angry. I just hope that your illness will get better soon..."

"Then your guilt is not so heavy, so you can part ways with me?" Leng Lintian laughed, "You are so afraid of what I will do, I have no intention of arguing with Ximen."

"I didn't say you were fighting for..."

"Don't fight, let me guard you by your side, won't it work?"

"No, it's not fair to you."

"It's up to you not to agree," Leng Lintian's eyes flashed with fire, "I have found my new use value."

"I don't want to bring up this topic again... Leng Lintian, let go!"

Most of the water was already overflowing, and their hands were playing games in the air.

"Do you still want to drink water?"

Leng Lintian nodded: "I let go, you have to stand firm."

Hearing the words, Jing Jiaren stood up straight. He finally let go of his hand, took the water glass instead, put it on his lips and tasted it slowly like red wine: "You don't care about my new use value?"

"Don't care... I won't use you a second time."

Jing Jiaren clanged her words and turned around to leave the room.

"That's a pity..." His slow voice came, "If you want to investigate my mother's past, you can only find a way out from the clue in the East Palace."

Jing Jiaren's footsteps stopped successfully.

"As you said, if Jian Chenche is really a child of the Eastern Palace and your own brother, then finding him is the only convenient way."

"You don't need to tell me, I know it too."

But Jian Chenche has disappeared now, and he ran away after the London game.

Ximen Longting has been sending people to search for it, and if he can find it, there is no need to wait now...

The world is so big, if a person wants to hide and not be found, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Have you studied the things in the box?" Leng Lintian changed the topic, "I studied carefully all afternoon...unexpectedly, I found the clue."

Jing Jiaren finally couldn't bear it any longer, and turned to stare at him: "Are you serious?"

Leng Lintian drank the last sip of water and put it on the bedside table: "Come here."

Once people's curiosity is raised, it can't go away...

Jing Jiaren had no choice but to return to him patiently, keeping a distance.

The box is placed on the left hand side of the bed, and there is a photo album beside his pillow...

He opened the photo album and flipped through it: "I found clues in it."

"Photos?" Jing Jiaren said in surprise, "I've seen them all, and there's nothing wrong with them."

"You didn't study well."

She hasn't had time to study it...

And every time I see the young Ximen Fenglie in the photo, he looks exactly like Ximen Longting, that feeling is very weird.It always hints at her bad premonition, which makes her not like to watch too much.

Leng Lintian turned to that page and carefully pulled out one from the interlayer.

"Look carefully at this one, it's special."

The photos are in the very gorgeous living room.

The young Miss JANE is wearing a court dress, her slender fingers in lace gloves are intertwined, her eyes are gentle but proud, and she is smiling at the camera.

And Ximen Fenglie standing behind him was tying a chain around her neck...

The young Ximen Fenglie has handsome and profound features and a proud posture. He is dressed in a straight dress, styled like an officer's uniform, with rows of medals on his chest.