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

"I don't want anything but my daughter!"

"..."

"If you dare to give birth to another child, I will not spare you, do you hear me!"

Throughout the night, he tirelessly called his daughter over and over again, and her ears were about to grow calluses.

It was almost morning, and it was still pitch black outside the window, only the light of the palace lamp pouring down the road.

Jing Jiaren leaned on Ximen Longting's arm, her sweaty hair pressed against her forehead slightly, sleeping peacefully.

This woman can really sleep well, the sky is falling, and she is still in the mood to sleep.

Jing Jiaren locked the door, and the powerful medicine took over her mind...

The chaotic memories overlapped in her mind like broken mirrors.

She writhed uncomfortably in Ximen Longting's arms, and you felt a little relieved when you smelled his body.

She thought of Luo Lei's secret room, the photo album hidden under the floor, Ji Ziang's bet with Luo Lei, and so many things.

Of course she also remembered the hurt she had done to Ximen Longting, and how she was when she married Leng Lintian.

Two lines of nosebleeds suddenly flowed from Jing Jiaren's nostrils.

Immediately afterwards, her shoulders were pinched and she shook vigorously.

She vaguely heard Ximen Longting's voice——

"Jing Jiaren, Jing Jiaren—wake up. Jiaren, wake up!"

Sounds like in a dream, but also like reality.

Jing Jiaren's nose was hot again, she opened her eyes suddenly, and met Ximen Longting's.

The servant has already handed over the towel: "Apply it on the forehead of the eldest lady."

Supporting Jing Jiaren's stamina, Ximen Longting put a towel on her and took a cotton swab to stop her bleeding.

Jing Jiaren stared blankly at Ximen Longting, her mind went blank for a moment.

Her eyes seemed to ask: Who are you?

"Don't scare me?" Ximen Longting growled violently, "Jing Jiaren, if you look at me like that again, I will go crazy!"

"..."

"Jing Jiao~wife! I order you not to scare me!"

Ximen Longting roared in a low voice, panicked and at a loss.

The images in Jing Jiaren's mind slowly pieced together, and her eyes finally became focused: "It hurts..."

Ximen Longting was already collapsing.

"Ximen Longting... let go."

Hearing her call his name, he withdrew his veined hand and only put one arm around her: "You still remember me!"

"Are you afraid that I will forget you again?"

"Sooner or later, my heart will be tortured to death by you!" Ximen Longting was very angry.I was almost scared to death just now.

Jing Jiaren took the cotton ball and wiped her nose: "I remembered a lot of things last night."

"I told you not to take so many medicines, but you didn't listen!"

"Ximen Longting...I only regret now, why I didn't take so much medicine earlier."

Ximen Longting glared at her: "Are you stupid after taking medicine?"

Jing Jiaren lowered her lips and shook her head: "It's some of the most important information, but I didn't say it at the right time."

"Finish!"

"Ji Ziang drugged Xin Nuan's son, Bill. Back then, Luo Lei made a bet with Ji Zi Ang with his life. If Luo Lei won, Ji Zi Ang would hand over Bill's antidote and Xin Nuan; Give your life to Ji Ziang."

"..."

"Later Luo Lei faked his death... the day he died, I was in the operating room." Jing Jiaren said incredulously, "I even went to the morgue to see him!"

Ximen Longting watched her nosebleed gradually stop, and gently wiped it with a wet towel.