The self-cultivation of the female supporting role of the evil party

Hearing this, Jing Cheng looked at the painting handed out, and nodded to accept it after a while.

At this time, Wen Xian added.

"Remember to open it when you are alone!"

Immediately, after thinking for a while, Jingcheng said again.

"If you want, you can continue to live here, and if you encounter trouble or difficulties, you can also contact me."

Hearing this, Wen Xian did not respond to these words, but stretched out her soft and delicate palm, and said seriously.

"It's really troubled you during this time. I'm very happy to meet Miss Jing."

On Wen Xian's incomparably intellectual and fair face, there was an extremely bright and gentle smile.

Seeing this, Jingcheng also stretched out his hand to hold it.

"Me too."

After returning to the room to be alone, Wen Xian's smile also slowly disappeared.

She was not as calm and natural as she appeared on the surface just now. After all, the only person she had contacted with the outside world in the past few years was a new friend. If she was going to another city so soon, it would inevitably make her feel a little empty.

But she is also an adult, and she will not make the parting too sad.

Immediately afterwards, she looked again at the text message from Teacher Zhang Guanyu inviting her to study in the imperial capital.

In fact, these days, she has also considered whether to go, but she still can't get over this hurdle in her heart.

In particular, go to the imperial capital.

After all... that dude who wanted to take over Wen Xian back then was from the imperial capital.

At that time, he really drove Wen Xian to despair. In the end, even Li Zhengxiong had no choice but to marry her, and at the cost of half of his family property, he managed to keep her.

And this incident cast a lot of shadow on Wen Xian, and it was also the reason why she didn't like to show her face and didn't trust the outside world.

So, she really stepped over this hurdle, especially going to the imperial capital.

But she also thought of Uncle Li's last words, including what he often said before he was alive, to let himself go out and see more, in fact, the outside world is not as bad as she thought.

So.. going?

At the same time, Jing Cheng, who was in the bedroom, also took off the delicate cloth covering the painting.

In the painting with flower beds and sunlight as the background, Jing Cheng is sitting on a swing in the center. Whether it is the micro-expression, the lightness of the corners of the mouth, or even the lines around the body, there are delicate emotional lines, which even make people feel uncomfortable. I can't tell whether it is the fairy in the painting or the person in front of me.

Even if Jing Cheng is not a person who is good at appreciating paintings, he still understands how amazing this painting is.

It is conceivable how much painstaking care and affection Wen Xian has put into this painting, which cannot be completed in one hour a day at all. Perhaps in other times that cannot be seen in Jingcheng, she still

The signature below the frame is.

"It's Not a Dream of Flowers. "

Creator: Jing Cheng x Wen Xian.

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ps: I am stupid, the computer suddenly crashed while I was coding, I almost thought I lost the words, but fortunately I turned on auto save.

144. Back to Beijing

In the afternoon, before the parking lot, Jing Cheng slowly got on the private plane and watched the sunset outside the window.

At this time, Steward Wang also stepped forward and bowed.

"Miss, Miss San said that it would be good for her to go back alone, so let us ignore it."

Since that night, Jing An Yao has never been to the villa again, as if deliberately avoiding Jing Cheng.

Jingcheng didn't think too much about it, so let her calm down.

Immediately, she looked at Lin Nan, who was obviously a little nervous, and asked softly.

"What, are you afraid?"

To leave the place where she grew up and go to another strange city, it must be a lie for Lin Nan not to be nervous and afraid.

But at this time, she still shook her head timidly.

After all, my sister likes strong children, and she is also working hard to become strong.

Seeing this, Jingcheng didn't say anything more.

At this time, the plane also took off slowly, and with the gradual lift-off, Jingcheng tilted his head, looking down at the city.

She has been here for 5 years.

As for coming back?Maybe, but not in the way it once was.

After a while, she pulled down the visor and closed her eyes to rest.

--

Imperial capital.

It was another rainy day, and misty silver-gray threads hung down from the distant sky to cover the entire city.

In a top-floor suite of a certain hotel, a handsome man in a bathrobe was sitting in front of a sofa with huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and the reddish-brown liquid in the cup in his hand was slowly swaying with the shaking of his arms.

Hearing the report from his respectful subordinate behind him, he froze slightly after a brief moment of stunned.

"What did you say? Jingcheng is coming back?"

"Yes sir."

Hearing this, the man in the bathrobe had deep eyes filled with thinking.

"Tell me carefully."

Immediately, the subordinates began to report the whole story.

By this time, the news that Jingcheng was going back to the imperial capital had already reached the ears of many people.

After all, tomorrow is the funeral of Jing Sixing, and the scene has naturally been arranged, and Jing Cheng's name is impressively on the attendance list of condolences.

Hearing this, the man in the bathrobe frowned.

"You mean, you didn't know about it until this afternoon?"

The subordinate bows.

"Subordinates are not doing well!"

As for this, the man in the bathrobe didn't speak out in a hurry, but was just thinking about it.

It shouldn't be, if Jingcheng wants to come back, it is logically impossible that there will be no rumors.

After all, there are quite a few people staring at her, not to mention that as the person in charge of the funeral, they must know about it.

So this also proves that someone is deliberately concealing it.

Soon, he had a candidate in his mind.

The third uncle, he is the only one with this motive, and he has the ability to cover it up.

So what is she doing back here?

Simple condolences, or something else?

The man in the bathrobe thought about it, but he still didn't think that Jing Cheng was just expressing condolences. After all, this juncture is too critical. How could it be possible not to let people think about her sudden return, not to mention that Jing Shen is also covering up the news.

So is she also coming back for a share?

Thinking of this, the man in the bathrobe couldn't help but smile.

But it's a pity, it's not your time anymore, are you still dreaming that you can stir up the situation like you used to?

The man in the bathrobe smiled contemptuously. I don't know if he was laughing at Jing Cheng's overreach, or her stupidity of coming back on the eve of the turbulent tide of this era.

In short, he is only Tao.

"Keep an eye on her."

At the same time, many members of the Jing family also got the news that Jing Cheng was coming back.

After all, in a serious sense, Jingcheng is undoubtedly the same as the prince of the previous dynasty, and how can people not think about it when he comes back at this critical point.

Even Jing Lianyue was stunned when she heard the news.

She soon understood that it was her father who was covering up the news.

Even if he made such a big mistake, he still faces the eldest sister after all.

The lights in the room were not turned on. She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out at the misty and messy night view of the city in the heavy rain. The smile at the corner of her mouth was naturally charming and a bit sly.

Things are getting more and more interesting.

In a certain room of the Jing family's house.

Lying on the hospital bed was an old man who was gasping for breath and was dying, and the densely packed medical equipment and wires in the room were barely maintaining his vital signs.

Jing Shen sat by the bed, saw his unconscious appearance, and sighed long.

And the old man in front of him is the current ruler of the Jing family, Jing Long Xiang.

It's hard to imagine that such a person with a sky-high status would be degraded to such a degree, tortured and devastated by illness, and his whole body is only skin and bones, as if there is only the last candle of life lingering on.

Jinglongxiang has been in a coma for a year. Even though the Jing family tried various treatments, including cultivation, he still couldn’t recover. critically ill..

Maybe he will die in the next second.. It won't surprise anyone.

Jing Shen couldn't help thinking back to the time when Jing Cheng was first conceived.

Although he was the third child, he was also the first person to have an heir, so this also meant that the fetus in his wife's arms at that time was the eldest son or daughter of the third generation of the Jing family.

He still remembered that when the old man, who was still an upright man at the time, heard the news, he couldn't hide the smile on his face, and even named it after the capital immediately.

It is also conceivable how much he values ​​this eldest grandson.

Although he finally found out that it was his granddaughter, it didn't affect his joy at all. He still didn't plan to change his name, but after being informed by the grandma who was born a lady, she felt something was wrong, so she took the homophone, Cheng.

Facts have also proved that Jinglongxiang really valued this eldest granddaughter, and basically did the education by himself when he was young, which also caused Jingcheng's final temperament to be very similar to him, especially domineering.

And because of the over-valuation, Jing Cheng's depravity after that incident made Jing Longxiang hate iron and steel to the extreme, and even stated that since he left, he would never come back!

But in fact, Jingshen also knows that the old man still has hope for Jingcheng.

And now the boss who may never return to the imperial capital for the rest of his life has returned, but the old man... still hasn't woken up.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

The tide of the times is changing, and it is no secret that the old man of the Jing family is dying. Perhaps the position of the leader of the Jing family will soon be vacant.

This also means that there will be new people on the altar.

Therefore, countless people showed their faces from the dark dormancy, or they wanted to fight for this position, or they wanted to get on the right boat and become the heroes who supported the new dynasty.

After all, Jing Longxiang fell into a coma suddenly and did not indicate who would be his successor. This also means that everyone in the direct line of the Jing family has a chance, so there are not a few people who have ideas.

And the strongest selected in this fight is the one who will build the new empire.

In the airport on the other side, the plane landed slowly.

The cabin door opened, Jingcheng took a deep breath against the cold rain, then opened his eyes.

I am back.

145. Definitely a wretch!

Facing the cold rain and cool wind, Jing Cheng, who was under the umbrella of Butler Wang, walked down the gangway slowly.

And the entire airport apron was empty at this time, only the sound of pattering rain.

You should know that even though this is a private airport, you shouldn't make any noise about this situation.

Seeing that no one greeted her, Steward Wang, who thought that the young lady was underestimated, immediately became angry, and immediately took out his mobile phone to make a call to question her.

But at this moment, Jingcheng stretched out his hand to signal that there is no need.