Ximen Longting moved his fingers: "See for yourself."
The scroll was under him. She reached out to pull it out and opened it. She probably expected that Jing Jiaren couldn't read French, so Ximen Longting read it as she pleased.
Jing Jiaren turned it over and over, but couldn't understand any of them. She wanted Ximen Longting to translate it for her——
What's the use! Everything is said by Ximen Longting's mouth!
He didn't like lying to Jing Jiaren, so he didn't even make up a lie and just didn't explain it.
"Ximen Longting, is the injury on your body still painful?" Jing Jiaren leaned closer to him and kissed him on the forehead, "Is it difficult to even walk?"
"..."
"Come on, let's play some exciting games." Jing Jiaren said, pulling off his tie and tying his hands.
Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes coldly: "Jing Jiaren, are you still in the mood to be gentle with me in the old man's territory?"
Jing Jiaren tied him up tightly. How does a man's brain circuit grow?
Sure enough, the structure is full of lewd things...
"Of course I'm not in the mood!" Jing Jiaren found another long rope to tie the curtains and tied up Ximen Longting's feet.
Ximen Longting probably expected what she wanted to do: "No one will translate for you, woman, please don't worry!"
"Your woman is never worried!"
Jing Jiaren tied him up, picked up the scroll and left: "Wait for me here, I will be back soon."
Ximen Longting: "..."
You deserve it, Ximen Longting! We agreed to advance and retreat together, but you hid everything from me!
Jing Jiaren closed the door and saw guards standing guard in the corridor.
This is France, and these servants naturally know French.
English is an international language and they all speak it.
She walked over, spread out the scroll, and wanted to ask someone to translate. Unexpectedly, the guard only took one look and immediately turned away his helmeted head.
Jing Jiaren found several guards along the way. She met a servant on the road and went up to ask——
Before the servant could wait for Jing Jiaren to open the scroll, he immediately looked at her with an unusual expression, performed a standard servant ceremony, and left.
The castle is so big and winding, Jing Jiaren is afraid that she will get lost if she goes too far.
Finally, he went back and knocked on Wilson's door.
"Miss Jing?"
"Wilson, there is something you need to help me with." Jing Jiaren raised the scroll in her hand, "Your master asked you to translate it for me!"
Wilson only glanced at it, and his expression changed instantly.
"What's the problem?"
"This is a royal scroll. Foreigners and servants cannot open it casually, let alone read the content inside." Wilson replied, "Otherwise, according to the rules of the Ximen family, at the least, he will be executed in Lingchi, and at the worst..."
Royal scroll?!
"Didn't Vic open it and read it too?"
"He is the master's confidant, the most trusted person, and has authority over everyone. His rights are given by the master. Miss Jing, don't forget that this is the master's territory."
"Then I also opened it and looked at it. I will open it now and see what he can do to me?" Can't he kill her?!
"You carry the blood of the Ximen family in your belly... you naturally have the right to marry. Besides, your identity is different from mine..."
"Wilson, why are you stubborn? You secretly read the translation for me. Does anyone know?"
Wilson glanced at the bodyguards standing guard outside, not to mention that Jing Jiaren came to him with a scroll...