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

"You are not alone," Ximen Longting hugged her, kissed her messy forehead and hair, his lips were cracked, rubbing against her skin, "you are now the mother of two children. "

"..."

"Jing Jiaren, let me ask you again, do you choose them, or me?"

Jing Jiaren bit her lip sorely: "I want everything..."

"Sometimes, people have to choose the same." Ximen Longting said clearly, "This secret room can only leave one person."

"Then you go, I'll wait here."

"You have the strength to push the stone table?"

"I'll give it a try... Maybe I can!" Jing Jiaren pushed him away violently and ran to the stone table, hitting the stone with a pebble.

Ximen Longting stared at her with dark eyes: "I am seriously injured, and you make me run around hard? Wherever I pass out, we will die together—"

"..."

"I'll wait here, you work as an errand, you run fast."

Jing Jiaren exerted all her strength, clenched her teeth, and was still pushing, but the stone table did not move at all.her strength...

Even Ximen Longting, who was seriously injured, was not as good as him, not half a finger lower than him.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

After smoking too much cigarettes, Jing Jiaren choked and coughed until her lungs became uncomfortable.

The arm was grasped by a powerful big hand, and he forcibly pulled her up: "Go."

"..."

"Do you want the ink to smear until my blood runs out? I'll wait for you here...I promise you, if you don't come, I will definitely wait for you with my last breath. Do you understand?"

Jing Jiaren clenched her fingers tightly, her mind was in a mess.

She doesn't know what to do...

"You do not trust me?"

"I believe."

"Let's go!!" Ximen Longting pushed her and urged her repeatedly, "Let's go now."

Jing Jiaren took two steps forward and looked back at him.

Ximen Longting frowned, and kneeled handsomely in front of the stone table. Although he was covered in blood, in her eyes, he was always the most handsome.

Her eyes were deeply on him, the last look...

"Go to the table!" He growled thickly, pressing both hands on the stone table, already making preparations.

Jing Jiaren looked at him dully: "Ximen Longting, you must wait for me."

"Whispering." Ximen Longting glared at her impatiently, his whole body was filled with anger.

Jing Jiaren gritted her teeth, picked up a chair and put it on the table, climbed onto the table first, supported the chair, and waited.

What Ximen Longting said is right, it is better to fight to the death than to wait for the two of them to die...

If she can escape, there is still a chance of life.If she can't escape, die together.

If she goes out and he doesn't wait for her, then she will come to accompany him...

She can't be so dependent on him.

"Jing Jiaren, you can't be so useless." She clenched her lower lip tightly, her heart hurting like thousands of knives, bleeding.

"Ready? Let's go!"

Jing Jiaren's ears started to ring, and she stared blankly at Ximen Longting with red eyes. She believed that she would never forget this moment in her life...

He was covered in blood, his abdomen was seriously injured, his handsome jaw was tense, and he moved the stone table with all his strength.

The stone door above the head was moving slowly, the dust was falling, and the thick smoke was almost surging upwards, gradually forming a vortex.

It seems that there is a force attracting...

Jing Jiaren stood there looking at Ximen Longting, her feet seemed to be filled with lead.

In a blur, I heard Ximen Longting growling at her: "Get on the chair, climb up!"

Jing Jiaren numbly stepped on the chair on the table——