"I..." What did he know? Ming Xiaochen suddenly became nervous. Did he already know that she was not Ming Xiaochen?
"Huh? This is a calligraphy you made in the Ming family before, and you actually said you have never seen it before. Ming Xiaochen, should you explain it?" He had already sent someone to investigate, and she was indeed Ming Xiaochen.
But how could the handwriting of the same person be so different? And the calligraphy and painting he asked to find were indeed from her hand.
"This is...I..." A look of panic flashed across her face, why had she never thought about this problem? Oh my God, she was so careless. Ming Xiaochen was a little at a loss.
, faced with his somewhat aggressive tone, she didn't know whether she should tell him the truth.
"Don't panic, tell me what's hidden in it, and what will I do to you?" Looking at her panicked look, Han Junrong became more sure that she was hiding something from him, but in order not to scare him
"Fuck her," he said in as gentle a voice as possible.
"I...but...telling this matter may...scare you..." Ming Xiaochen's hands grabbed the hem of his clothes helplessly, wondering whether he should tell him his identity. If he
What should I do if she doesn't believe it and thinks she is lying? Or maybe she has scared him away. She has begun to feel a little reluctant to let him go. If he knows her identity and tells the tyrant, she doesn't know what he will do to her.
ah.
Various unknown possibilities were intersecting in her mind, impacting her nerves. She was really scared and worried. She didn't want to be regarded as a ghost and asked a Taoist priest to do it.
"Don't worry, didn't I just tell you my unknown secret life experience? If anyone knew about my existence, I would die. I even told you such an important thing, you shouldn't
Tell me your secret too? Don't worry, I will help you keep it secret." Han Junrong said with sincerity on his face.
But a strange light flashed from his eyes, but it didn't make Ming Xiaochen see it. He led her into the trap he had woven.
"You...really won't tell others?" Ming Xiaochen bit her lower lip and looked at him helplessly with a pair of watery eyes. Her heart was so confused that she really didn't know whether she should tell him or not.
, judging from his appearance, he shouldn't be a bad person. If he really wanted to do something to her, he would have succeeded long ago, wouldn't he?
"Do you want me to swear?" Han Junrong raised his lips with a faint smile, lowered his strange eyelids, and showed a look on his face that if she really asked him to swear, he would do it.
expression.
"No... no need, I believe you, just say it." Hearing that he was about to swear, Ming Xiaochen quickly stopped him. Seeing that he seemed very sincere, he probably wouldn't tell anyone, Ming Xiaochen
Chen's heart softened.
"Yeah." Han Junrong covered his smiling lips with a tea cup, sarcastically thinking that he was such a simple girl.
"Actually, the thing is like this..." Ming Xiaochen didn't dare to stare into his sharp eagle eyes, lowered her eyelids, and timidly told the story about black and white impermanence, she was a little worried that he wouldn't believe it.
I nervously tightened my fingers on the hem of my clothes.
