"If you dare to give birth to anything else, I won't let you go. Do you hear me?"
Throughout the night, he took the trouble to call his daughter over and over again, and her ears almost grew calluses.
It was almost morning time, and it was still dark outside the window, with only the light of the palace lamp pouring all the way.
Jing Jiaren leaned on Ximen Longting's arm, her sweat-soaked hair slightly pressed against her forehead, and slept peacefully.
This woman is really good at sleeping, even if the sky is falling, she is still in the mood to sleep.
Jing Jiaren locked the door, and the powerful drug took over her brain...
The chaotic memories overlapped in her mind like broken mirrors.
She writhed uneasily in Ximen Longting's arms, and you felt a little relieved when you smelled his scent.
She thought of Luo Lei's secret room, the photo album hidden under the floor, the bet between Ji Zi'ang and Luo Lei, and so much more.
Of course she also remembered the harm she had done to Ximen Longting, and how she looked when she married Leng Lintian.
Two lines of nosebleeds suddenly flowed from Jing Jiaren's nostrils.
Immediately afterwards, her shoulders were pinched and shaken vigorously.
She vaguely heard Ximen Longting's voice——
"Jing Jiaren, Jing Jiaren - wake up. Jing Jiaren, wake up!"
It sounds like a dream, but also sounds like reality.
Jing Jiaren's nose felt hot again, she opened her eyes suddenly and met Ximen Long Ting's eyes.
The servant has already handed over the towel: "Put it on the eldest lady's forehead."
Ximen Longting supported Jing Jiaren's strength, put a towel on her, and brought a cotton swab to help her stop the bleeding.
Jing Jiaren stared blankly at Ximen Longting, her mind going blank for a moment.
Her eyes seemed to be asking: Who are you?
"Don't scare me?" Ximen Longting growled violently, "Jing Jiaren, if you look at me like this again, I will go crazy!"
"..."
"Jing Jiao~ Wife! I order you not to scare me!"
Ximen Longting roared in a low voice, his whole body panicked.
The pictures in Jing Jiaren's mind slowly came together, and her eyes finally regained focus: "It hurts..."
Ximen Longting is already in collapse.
"Ximen Longting... let go."
When he heard her calling his name, he withdrew his vein-prone hand and hugged her with only one arm: "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. He 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. I regret why I didn't take so many medicines earlier."
Ximen Longting glared at her: "Are you stupid for 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."
"Stop talking!"
"Ji Ziang drugged Xinnuan's son, Bill. Back then, Luo Lei and Ji Ziang made a bet with their lives. If Luo Lei won, Ji Ziang would hand over Bill's antidote and Xinnuan; if Luo Lei lost,
Give your life to Ji Ziang."
"..."
"Later Luo Lei faked his death... I was in the operating room the day he died." Jing Jiaren said in disbelief, "I even went to the morgue to see him!"
Ximen Longting looked at her nosebleed that gradually stopped and wiped it gently with a wet towel.