Leng Lintian understood the situation very well. Seeing that Jing Jiaren was unhappy, he suggested that they break up and go back to rest.
Wen Xinnuan was tired from flying and wished she could stay away from Ji Ziang.
Ximen Longting stared at Jian Chenche's back: "One stinky screw ruins a pot of soup."
"..."
"You don't mind if he sleeps in the stable tonight!"
"Mind you," Jing Jiaren came back to her senses, "Forget it, it's just a game, it's not sweet to be so forceful."
Jian Chenche refused to admit that it was useless no matter how hard they forced him, he would just get bored.
This matter needs to be considered in the long run.
However, tonight's banquet ended in failure. Jing Jiaren was quite discouraged. She thought that Jian Chenche, who likes children so much, would do it for the baby's sake. Who knew...
Ximen Longting saw this and was annoyed in his heart.
Damn Jane's son, how dare you make his goddess unhappy!
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Mengkui was lying on the bed, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, she tossed and turned, her thoughts turning over and over again.
Tears welled up in her eyes several times, and she forced them back.
She is not afraid of death. As a killer, death may happen to her at any time. She does not take her own life very seriously, but the child in her belly is a part of Jian Chenche.
Killing it...she really felt so pitiful.
The beautiful woman said that he liked children, and he admitted it himself.
However, when he heard that it was her child, his expression became so terrifying.
I would rather kiss the servant behind her than touch her...
In his eyes, he has seen clearly what role she is tonight.
Her hand touched under the needle. The cold Western knife was very sharp. She just scratched the top of the blade and felt a slight pain...
Mengkui stretched out her hand, and a stream of blood spilled from her mouth, which she took into her mouth.
This knife was secretly hidden on me during the banquet and brought back.
She usually has no chance to touch the knife and is watched closely by the servants.
There are servants in the place where she sleeps. How can she better keep them away?
After falling asleep, the servants usually leave, leaving two to keep watch...
Because it was the same when she was imprisoned before.
Wait until late at night and the servant is sleepy before she takes action?
Mengkui had killed someone before, but when she thought of killing herself, cold sweat broke out on her back.
"Miss Meng, this is the bone soup that the young lady asked the kitchen to cook. You drink some." The servant's sudden words interrupted her thoughts.
Mengkui broke into sweat, fearing that her thoughts would be seen through...
Once Jing Jiaren knows that she wants to die, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to get another chance.
The tragedy of being a killer is that even the freedom of life does not belong to her.
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They are all dying, why should they drink?
Mengkui couldn't resist the servant, so she had to get up and drink some. Her stomach, which had been aching slightly, felt much better.
The moisture from the rain and fog blurred the window glass. Mengkui squinted his eyes slightly and leaned on the bed tiredly, but his mind was clearly running through what he had to do tonight.
"Ms. Meng, are you asleep... Have a good rest. There are guards outside the door. If you need anything, there is a call bell next to the bed. We will rush over as soon as possible."
The servants left one after another, and in the end, not even the servant who kept watch at night was left.
When Mengkui heard the door closing, she was surprised that she was the only one left in the room.
She doesn't have to wait until midnight, she can do it now... Is God helping her?!