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

Before the man left, he glanced suspiciously at Jing Jiaren, such an arrogant little servant...

Gong Zihua's brain was beaten the most, and her vision blurred for a while, before she opened her mouth to scold, she coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Jing Jiaren hurried up to support him: "Gong Zihua, are you alright?"

Gong Zihua wiped her mouth: "Don't stop me, I'll smash that king~ba~ egg!"

Jing Jiaren stopped him: "Stop making trouble, there are so many of them."

A terrifying light flashed in Gong Zihua's eyes, his whole body was in pain, he seemed to be bruised from being punched so many times.

It's really bad luck for eight lifetimes, even if you walk anywhere, you will be beaten up.

Jing Jiaren wiped his blood with her sleeve and asked, "Who is he, do you know him?"

Gong Zihua smiled mockingly: "He was my lackey before."

"..."

"After Dong Gongzi came to power, he rebelled. Isn't it ironic?"

Jing Jiaren frowned, she could understand Gong Zihua's anger now——

"None of my group of people stayed, and they all rolled away, far away." Gong Zihua looked into the distance with confused eyes, "People go to the tea, and people only look at it when they are down." Know that the people around you are full of hideous grimaces."

Jing Jiaren patted him on the back: "This is good, at least you can see them clearly."

Gong Zihua stepped forward coldly: "When I was in office, they nodded and bowed one by one, wishing they could lick all my shoes."

Hitting him now, this kind of humiliation, defeat!How could Jing Jiaren understand? !

"Are you okay, why don't we go back now." Jing Jiaren saw that he was not clearly injured, and didn't know whether Yan was serious or not.

Gong Zihua was silent for a while, not in the mood to wander around, the two turned around and went back.

Jing Jiaren knows the way when she came here, she has a good memory...

When passing a particularly towering building, I saw a nest of people lined up from a distance. The door was still empty when they passed by before.

Two rows of soldiers in red brocade uniforms and golden helmets lined up at the door, and a royal carriage stopped at the door.

In the royal palace, ordinary people cannot drive a carriage. This carriage must belong to Donggong Ziche, right?

Sure enough, Dong Gongzi wore golden boots, descended the steps carved with golden roses, and wore a very luxurious dress, with the aura of dominating the world.

Gong Zihua's footsteps stopped immediately, mother~, I will meet whoever I don't want to see the last time.

His current expression must be as smelly as touching shit!

The corners of Dong Gongziche's mouth slightly curled up, and his eyes unconsciously glanced away, looking into the distance.

Gong Zihua swears, he definitely saw him——

At that moment, Dong Gongzi was slightly taken aback, and after only a few seconds, his gaze slid back again.It's as if you haven't seen it.

The national teacher opened the curtain for him and watched His Highness get into the carriage.

Gong Zihua's face was even uglier, and she turned away gloomyly.

The horseshoes sounded and they walked away without haste, and the group of soldiers trotted behind them and left in a mighty manner.

Gong Zihua stood there like a piece of plaster, and the wounds all over her body seemed to be more painful, as if they were on fire.

Jing Jiaren looked at him: "He's gone, shall we go too?"

Like an angry child, Gong Zihua took his arm from her hand fiercely: "I don't need your help, I will walk by myself!"