"Girl, how come you, a girl, live here in such a barren mountain and wilderness?" He asked Ning Jingwan casually while warming his clothes.
Jingjing Wan didn't really want to talk to him, so she asked, "Who said girls can't come here?"
He laughed, "I just didn't expect to meet such a beautiful girl on such a night and in such a place. She is so courageous, I admire her!"
Jingjing Wan smiled faintly and was about to close her eyes.
But he said: "On such a rainy night, it is fate that I and the girl are lucky enough to meet each other. May I ask her her name?"
Only then did Jingjing Wan realize that he looked a little different from the people from Fenglin Kingdom. They all looked taller and more like people from Nanjiang Kingdom. She smiled slightly and said, "Do you know, Master, that he asked a girl so abruptly?"
Giving a maiden name is uneducated behavior?"
He was startled and laughed at himself: "I'm rude, I hope the girl won't care about it!"
Jingjing Wan shook her head gently, she would not care about him, nor was he that leisurely and elegant, it was just a chance encounter, not even a passing passerby, no one should care too much!
The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, and Jingjing Wan is a little worried. After the rain stops tomorrow, the mountain road will become more and more difficult to walk.
"Girl!" Ning Jing Wan was in the midst of her thoughts when a roasted chicken stretched out from the opposite side. It was fragrant. "Girl, are you hungry? This is roasted by my subordinates. If you don't mind it, girl, why not give it a try?" His
His voice was as gentle and polite as possible.
Jingjing Wan smiled at him and said, "No, thank you, sir. I already had something to eat before I came here!" The world is dangerous and it is necessary to be on guard against others. My grandfather had taught me this a long time ago.
He smiled understandingly and didn't insist. Soon, he finished the roast chicken.
Jingjing Wan stood up and looked out the window. Except for the pattering rain, it was pitch black and she couldn't see anything.
The rainy night was not peaceful, adding a sense of sadness and loneliness.
"Girl, it's windy out there, so you'd better not stand at the window!" His voice came again.
Jingjing Wan turned around and said, "Thank you!"
Jing Jing Wan leaned against the wall and closed her eyes. Seeing that Jing Jing Wan didn't want to speak, he closed her mouth wisely.
None of his attendants dared to disturb the two of them, and the whole night was silent.
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Early the next morning, the heavy rain had stopped, and Ningjingwan was ready to go down the mountain.
"Girl, the heavy rain has just passed and the road is slippery. Why don't you come down the mountain with us so that you can have someone to take care of you!" he suggested.
Jingjing Wan turned around, looked at the hopeful look in his eyes, and smiled: "No, thank you!"
Ning Jingwan ignored what he said and disappeared into the forest one step ahead of schedule, disappearing without a trace.
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Ning Jingwan didn't take this man whom she met by chance seriously. Who would have known that when she saw him today, she realized that he was actually the prince of Southern Xinjiang, Helian Zhen.
He had been to Feng Linguo before, and had been encountered by him that time.
Is the counterfeit He Lianzhen sent today intentional or unintentional? Regardless of whether it is intentional or unintentional, if Feng Linguo accepts the fake paintings and treats them as treasures, and spreads them out, he will only become the laughing stock of the world, so he
Only then did he dare to reveal that the two paintings were fakes in public, and he noticed the hidden admiration in the emperor's eyes.
But what is Helian really doing now? Is he angry and angry, blaming himself for ruining his good deeds and causing him heavy losses? Two hundred thousand taels of gold and twenty cars of jewels. It’s such a big deal, even he is stunned!
On that rainy night when they met three years ago, Jing Jing Wan didn't have a bad impression of Helian Zhen. However, Jing Jing Wan knew that there were no good people or bad people in this world. Is Feng Junhan a good person? Is she a good person? I'm afraid I can't even say so.
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Feng Junhan actually knew so keenly that he had seen those two authentic paintings, and was sure that he could find those two authentic paintings. Whether he wanted to present them to the emperor or keep them in the mansion, they were priceless treasures. Feng Junhan's wishful thinking,
It was a really good fight!
Jingjing Wan took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and forced herself to fall asleep.