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

In a room as big as a palace, knights in armor stood around in a frozen posture.

In this castle, there are such knights everywhere. Jing Jiaren saw many of them along the way, and it was not uncommon to see them.

"Haw..."

In front of the painted window, a big white bird with golden fur on its head, dragging its long tail, stood in the cage.

Golden birdcages are twined with vines and topped with colored gems.

A figure stood by the window.

Jing Jiaren was taken aback, but soon, she became happy.

"Ximen Longting!"

The man was standing beside the bed, with a tall and straight figure, wearing a blue gown with gold trim and dark flowers, like the attire of a prince in the last century.

"What the hell are you doing, what is this place? What's going on?"

She ran up to him and hugged him violently.

That figure suddenly froze!

"Ximen Longting, do you know how worried I am about you?" Jing Jiaren held him tightly, feeling very uncomfortable, "I heard that Sun was arrested, so I thought something happened to you too."

"..."

"No matter what happened, didn't we agree to be a family?"

Jing Jiaren squeezed him nervously: "Why don't you talk, you talk?"

The figure turned around, with a haughty chin and bright red eyes.

Eyes like blood, but extremely indifferent and empty, so bewitching that it is shocking.

Jing Jiaren looked at him...

This expressionless person obviously looks exactly the same as Ximen Longting, but his aura is completely different.

It seemed that standing in front of him was someone else who looked the same.

Jing Jiaren frowned, and stared at him in disbelief: "Ximen Longting!?"

"..."

"Husband Ximen?"

"..."

"Ximen is overbearing!"

Ximen Fenglie squinted his long and narrow eyes, his long eyelashes were winding, and the color in his eyes was like blurred blood.

Jing Jiaren frowned: "Overbearing CEO, don't scare me!"

Ximen Fenglie just looked at her more harshly... He knew that she had amnesia, but he didn't expect that she would have amnesia to the point of admitting the wrong person.

"Have you also lost your memory?" Jing Jiaren's heart was a little cold, why did Ximen Longting's expression and eyes change, and he looked at her with such strange eyes.

She felt creepy all over...

"Ximen Longting, we don't play anymore, you really don't want to scare me." Jing Jia became anxious, stood on tiptoe, and was about to kiss him on the lips...

Ximen Fenglie narrowed his eyes and pushed with his big hand. Jing Jiaren couldn't stand still, stepped back several steps, and fell to the ground.

The bird flew away in the cage, and tilted its head curiously to look at the fallen Jing Jiaren.

The light by the window was refracted by the fog, making it particularly ethereal.

Ximen Fenglie was against the light, his handsome face was sunk in the shadows, with a heavy sense of prey.

Jing Jiaren sat on the ground, looking at him in surprise...

She had thought, is this a fake Ximen Longting, who is wearing a human skin mask?

However, Ximen Longting said that the human skin mask is worn on the basis of human face bones, which can be similar, but the details are very different.

And the man in front of him, the bridge of nose, lips, eyes, especially the red pupils of the nobleman, are all as delicate as carvings.

Height, shoulder width, temperament, everything looks exactly the same as Ximen Longting.

Impossible to be fake.

Ximen Fenglie went to the table and sat down, wearing a blood-red gemstone ring on his thumb, tapping on the armrest of the chair.

Jing Jiaren's eyes fell on his fingers...

The ring that would never be taken off was gone.