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

Ximen Longting tossed and turned on the bed, his body twitched violently, hugging the big pillow tightly.

His illness has been made public, so there is no need to deliberately hide him in the castle over there. He will stay in their living room and be taken care of by Jing Jiaren...

As for Leng Lintian, Ji Ziang, and Jian Chenche, they continued to study antidotes in the laboratory.

In the past two days of relaxation, I took a lot of photos, all of which were the time when a large group of them played together.

Maybe I didn’t feel so happy and beautiful when I went through it. When I was sorting out the photos, I would have a special feeling when looking at the scenes and laughing clips inside.

Ximen Longting, who used to be withdrawn, has now become able to integrate into the collective——

Although his temper is not very good, it is because he is Ximen Longting!

Jing Jiaren opened the album, stroked the photos, tears welled up in her eyes, and forced her back.

I finally gave Ximen Longting a good memory...

"Ximen Longting, next time... let's go hunting in the forest, let's go camping..."

Jing Jiaren said softly, "If you have any good suggestions, we can do it."

Ximen Longting leaned on the big pillow, just experienced a wave of life-and-death pain, his forehead was full of sweat, and he was a little exhausted.

Jing Jiaren showed him the photos, trying to draw his attention...

No effect at all.

Ximen Longting's long eyelashes drooped, his mind was empty, and soon, he would face the second wave of severe pain, and the third wave.

Jing Jiaren clasped the photo album tightly: "Look at this one, you look so handsome!"

Finally, Ximen Longting's figure was slightly moved, and a pair of bloodshot eyes swept over him.

Jing Jiaren calmed down and held up the photo album to show him: "Look at this one, isn't it from a particularly good angle? It's very poetic?"

Ximen Longting pursed his chapped lips and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm already handsome!"

"Yes...you are very handsome..."

Ximen Longting stretched out his hand, just as he was about to take the album, his body convulsed violently, and he swung his hand vigorously.

The photo album fell out of Jing Jiaren's hands and fell to the floor next to the bed.

Ximen Longting trembled, as if entering a world of ice and snow, but also as if being burned by a raging fire, the two heavens of ice and fire.

His body climbed off the big bed, one hand was pressed on his stomach, and he swayed forward.

"Ximen Longting, where are you going!?"

"bathroom……"

"I won't laugh at you if you pee directly on your body!"

"Don't come!" Ximen Longting walked in a hurry, before another wave of pain came, he hurried to the bathroom, "If you don't want me to hit you... stay away from me, stay away..."

While Jing Jiaren was in a daze, Ximen Longting slammed the door open, staggered in, nearly fell, kicked the door again, pressed his hands on the sink of the washstand, arched his back, and kicked heavily.

"Ximen Longting, what are you doing, open the door!" Jing Jiaren twisted the handle, and it was locked upside down!

In the mirror, Ximen Longting seemed to be bleeding redly.

With trembling hands, he opened a drawer and took out an iron box...

Beetle poison and medicine, Leng Lintian gave him some before, in case he used it when his own poison flared up.

In the past, Ximen Longting could predict when his illness would flare up, so he injected the medicine himself.

The body felt weak for a while, and leaned back against the door, slowly slid to sit on the ground, with one long leg half-bent.

Ximen Longting took out the needle and injected the potion and beetle poison.

The hands with blue veins trembled intermittently.