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

Jing Jiaren leaned against the door, not in the mood at all.

"Queen, queen... the prince will come back as soon as he has news."

"For such an important matter, can a cat be trusted!?" Ximen Longting's life is in its hands!

"Reliable! Wang Jue is very smart!"

Now that things are going on, does Jing Jiaren have a better way?She is simply powerless.

"Queen!" Sun spread the pillow, "If you can't fall asleep, just sleep on the bed and wait..."

Sun was a child after all, he couldn't pretend to worry too much, and soon fell asleep in Jing Jiaren's arms.

Jing Jiaren looked at his sleeping face, and in a daze, that face seemed to be Ximen Longting's.

She couldn't bear the thought of him suffering alone.

Looking at the wall clock on the wall again and again, every minute of time is the ultimate torture for her.

It was the longest night with heavy rain and constant thunder.

Jing Jiaren leaned against the head of the bed, drowsy, sleeping and waking up, constantly awakened by the little nightmares that connected her.

Every time she had the same dream, Ximen Longting was tormenting in the fire.

But the fire was blue and had bubbles...

"Ximen Longting, don't worry..."

"Ximen Longting."

"Ximen, Ximen Longting..."

Jing Jiaren murmured in a low voice, and suddenly felt a chill on her cheeks, as if being caressed by a wet palm.

"Ximen Longting! Don't go!" Jing Jiaren woke up again and saw something wet on the bed.

It's Wang Jue!

Its fur was drooping, its hat was gone, and it was dripping with water.

It shook its hair vigorously, and water droplets splashed.

The long tail washed the bow and patted her face again. Jing Jiaren took a closer look and found that Wang Jue had something in his mouth.

It spits out that metallic thing...

When Jing Jiaren picked it up, her heart tightened. It was a pocket watch!

"This is Ximen Longting's pocket watch..." Jing Jiaren seemed to hear the sound of her heart beating hard on her chest, and her breathing became cloudy and dull.

She opened the cover of the watch and saw the inlaid photo inside. Tears instantly flooded out and rolled down.

"That's right, this is Ximen Longting's... Where did you find it?"

Her voice was trembling, and her fingers were trembling!

The pocket watch is full of water, but it is of good quality, no water has entered, and it is still functioning normally.

Wang Jue licked his paws, shaking his wet hair from time to time, as if he was not very happy.

"Please, take me to him now."

"..."

"Prince, I beg you..."

Ball Mao seemed to understand human speech, squinted lazily at her, then glanced at Sun, who was sprawling and sound asleep, twisted his buttocks, and fell to the ground.

After walking a few steps, the ball cat looked back at her, asking her to follow.

Jing Jia hurriedly put on her clothes and went to the ground. Two servants who were watching the night stopped her: "Miss Jing, it's so late, where are you going?"

Jing Jiaren held the watch in her hand: "No one should stop me, otherwise, I will let your master collect the body for me!"

"..."

"I know your masters don't care about my life...but they care about what Sun thinks, right? If I die, Sun will hate him as a grandpa!"

The two servants looked at each other, but still refused to let them go.

Jing Jiaren's eyes were red, and she said sharply, "I will tell Sun that his father was also killed by Master Ximen!"