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

Several servants in French dresses were cleaning the dining table, and when they saw Jing Jiaren, they all saluted in unison: "Miss."

Jing Jiaren was taken aback for a moment, not used to being treated like this.

The maid next to her stood behind her with a tea set: "On the other side."

Jing Jiaren pursed her lower lip. Could it be that she was dreaming of this weird scene?

I had no choice but to turn around and walk to the other side of the carriage, trying to find out.

The train was walking on the track, making a booming sound. Jing Jiaren opened the door on this side. The layout was the same, but the fabric on the seats was changed in a different style.

Still full of the royal atmosphere of the old days.

On the same bed by the window, Ximen Longting's tall figure was lying down, still wearing a clown suit.

"Because the bed is too small, I separated you from the carriage." The servant put the tray on the bedside table and picked up a cup of tea, "Miss, drink tea."

Jing Jiaren's throat was dry enough to smoke.

Seeing Ximen Longting, she felt relieved, took the teacup and drank it down.

Now that everyone has fallen into their hands, I'm not afraid of what they will do...

Jing Jiaren quenched her thirst and leaned against the bed to shake him: "Ximen Longting, wake up."

His apple's nose was broken, and there was some blood on his forehead. Her hand touched his hair, which was hard.

If it wasn't for these small details to remind Jing Jiaren——

She almost suspected that he was not Ximen Longting——

Donggong captured her, how could they be together again?

Jing Jiaren tore off his clothes, unbuttoned his two buttons, and saw the tattoo on his chest.

In an instant, there was a feeling of a stone falling to the ground.

"Can I trouble you to fetch some water?" Jing Jiaren looked at the messy color on his face, "Are there any facial cleansers?"

The servant bowed: "Wait a moment."

She went to the side and picked up a hanging receiver, which was also old-fashioned. Everything in this car was antique.

The servant's name was Lina, and she quickly ordered other servants to fetch water.

The golden water basin was dragged by the servant kneeling in front of the bed, completely treating Jing Jia as the master.

Jing Jiaren didn't care too much, and carefully cleaned Ximen Longting's face...

Watching his clean face restore a little bit, his closed eyes, familiar long eyelashes.

"You sent someone to arrest me?"

"I don't know, I'm just a servant in charge of taking care of you on this train."

"What kind of train is this? Why is it so dark outside?" She looked at the wall clock on the wall and it was past 6 o'clock.

If it's 6pm, it's still not dark outside.If it's 6am, there should be a twilight of dawn...

"We exercise underground, of course there is no sunlight."

underground! ?

Jing Jiaren was stunned: "Where are we going now?"

"The next stop is the small town of Sur, and the final stop is Real Madrid."

"Where is that place, why haven't I heard of it?"

"There are many small towns along the road," the servant handed her the toiletries. "They are very prosperous, and you will see them when the train passes by. As for the city of Real Madrid, it is still a long way to go there. It will take a day and two nights."

"These places—all underground—?!"

"of course."

Master Donggong spent so many years building a kingdom underground! ?

Otherwise, how could the train pass underground, there must be tracks!Why these lights can be on, it must be a device for generating electricity.