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

Donggong Ziche was looking at the painting with a strange look in his eyes.The home atmosphere created in the beauty's manor is too strong and warm enough to make any single person feel lonely.

So when he came back to his senses, Sun's foot had already landed on Donggong Ziche's chest.

Sun himself is also like a sandbag that you have been hit by, jumping to the side——

Both Wilson and Jing Jiaren reached out to pick it up at the same time, but were caught by a rushing guard.

"Your Highness, I have caught him."

"Let go of me, let go of Sun!" Sun wrestled with all his strength, trying to struggle to restrain him.

Jing Jiaren finally frowned, it was too dangerous: "Sun!"

"Queen..." Sun was a little aggrieved, "Why did you bring Donggong Xiaozi back, Sun hates him!"

"Didn't you say that you are not allowed to come down without my order?"

"Hmph, Sun won't be angry when he sees Donggong Duzi!

"Your Highness... are you alright?" The attendant looked at Donggong Ziche cautiously.

Jing Jiaren turned her face away, only to find that Dong Gongzi's chin was covered with blood, and the thick blood dripped down, making the front of her clothes all red.

Jing Jiaren was stunned for a moment, and Sun was also very surprised: "Sun's feet are too strong, he vomited blood after kicking?"

"..."

"Queen, it's Donggong Duzi who is too weak! Let go of the sun!"

Dong Gongzi took the paper towel and wiped the blood on his chin. There was still blood gushing from his lips. An attendant said, "Our Highness is injured. I kicked the wound just now..."

Wilson said, "I'll send for a doctor."

"No need," Dong Gongziche said flatly, "I know my body well."

"Let go of sun, let go of sun..." Sun was still kicking and kicking in the guard's hands, struggling desperately until Jing Jiaren reached out to hug him.

He wrapped his arms around Jing Jiaren's neck, leaned against her softly and asked, "Queen, did Donggong Duzi hurt you?"

"No."

"If he dares to do anything to you again, Sun will continue to kick him and vomit blood." Sun turned his face full of vigilance, frowned and stared fiercely at Donggong Ziche, with a provocative expression on his face.

Sun's way of protecting Jing Jiaren is completely inherited from Ximen Longting, his expression, demeanor, and nervousness are all the same.

Dong Gongzi was thoughtful: "Like a father, like a son." It's really the same.

"Where did you hide the king? Hurry up and hand it over, or you won't be able to eat it!"

Dong Gongzi laughed lightly: "That depends on you, whether you can still have this ability."

"Then when will you take away the queen's damned crown? Believe it or not, I'll put a dog leash on your head in the future!" Sun said angrily.

Dong Gongzi's smile gathered at the corners of his eyes even more, as if he thought Sun's words were very interesting.

Jing Jiaren also asked after being reminded: "You promised to get the underground kingdom, so you let us go. When will the crown be taken off?"

"No hurry, wait until I return to the underground kingdom."

"Won't you change your mind?"

"That depends on how you treat me?" Dong Gongzi wiped the blood on the skirt of his clothes, "I'm not very satisfied with the current treatment."

"It's polite not to let you eat a stick." Sun hugged Jing Jiaren's neck, and said hummingly with his face buried on her shoulder.