The servant ran down from the second floor anxiously: "Your Majesty the King, Your Royal Highness the Princess is awake and making noise again."
Ximen Longting frowned, put down his cell phone, and strode upstairs.
SUN also quickly put down his pistol and wanted to follow him.
Ximen Longting paused: "Stop, you haven't sprouted yet!"
SUN: "..."
After Jing Jiaren woke up, she found that she was locked in the room and slammed the door hard: "Leng Lintian, let me out, why do you lock me up!?"
Three years ago, Jing Jiaren was brought back to the Leng family by Leng Lintian and was in extremely bad condition.
She had nightmares at night and often woke up crying, which was also when her hypochondria was at its most severe.
She also suffers from masochism. Whenever she is in pain, she cuts her arms with a razor blade in the bathroom...
Her emotions were out of control, so Ximen Longting had no choice but to lock her up.
"Leng Lintian, even if I marry you and lock me up, I am not yours."
Across the door, Jing Jiaren shouted angrily: "The person I love was never you!"
The person I love has never been you...
His woman would reject Leng Lintian so righteously.
Ximen Longting's pupils tightened. It was undeniable that he was really happy at that moment.
Jing Jiaren banged her hand on the door angrily: "I will not give birth to a child for you. If you give up, I will only give birth to a child for Ximen Longting in this life!"
Probably "Leng Lintian" locked her up and angered her.
She cursed indiscriminately: "The only person I love is him... No matter what he does to me, I just love him."
Ximen Longting's hand pressed against the door, and every word she said was like a sharp knife slashing towards him.
He did not forget that before Jing Jiaren followed Leng Lintian, he took her to the island and violently humiliated her.
He even carved his mark on her forehead with a rose ring that was burned red by fire...
Jing Jiaren leaned against the door and slowly sat on the ground helplessly: "Leng Lintian, did you hear -?"
Ximen Longting's hand pressed on the doorknob lock, and he felt an impulse that made him want to rush in immediately and put her in his arms.
But he was afraid of scaring her...
Jing Jiaren leaned against the door and touched her forehead with her fingers. Why did the burn scar disappear?
She clearly remembers Ximen Longting's time...
Tears suddenly welled up and could not be suppressed.
She thought of everything Ximen Longting had done to her, and of Ximen Longting's expression when he hated her, and her heart twitched with pain.
Suddenly there was no sound in the room...
Ximen Longting stood outside the door, his fists clenched and clenched, and his eyes signaled the servants to go in and check out the situation.
The door lock was unlocked, and the two servants gently opened the door, but Jing Jiaren was not there...
But I heard some movement from the bathroom.
The two servants looked at each other strangely, took a closer look, and immediately screamed in panic.
"Miss Jing, stop it!"
Jing Jiaren held a razor blade in her hand and made masochistic cuts on her arm.
The traces, long and short, large and small, are shocking.
Jing Jiaren stared blankly at the blood stains dripping from the blade. Only in this way did her heart feel less painful.
I can't bear it anymore, Ximen Longting, it's really hard to hold on alone...
Ximen Longting heard the servant's cry and rushed in like a whirlwind, staring at her in shock.
His throat was choked and he couldn't even make a sound at that moment!