When Qingwen heard Jia Cong worry about her, she couldn't help but feel moved and asked, "Jia Cong, although you and I are not a stranger, they don't have much deep friendship. Do you really care about me? Why can't I believe you?"

After hearing this, Jia Cong hurriedly said, "Sister, good sister, why don't you believe me? I'm naturally thinking about you."

Qingwen curled her lips and said, "Don't coax me, think I'm a fool? Why do you want to be so kind to me?"

Jia Cong heard this and said, "Sister, I'm telling the truth. As soon as you are born so well, who can't like anyone who sees you? Of course, I am the same. Besides, you don't even have a relative in the Jia family, but only a cousin and sister-in-law, but with such a character. I can't help but feel sorry for my sister when I think of this. Besides, if you say something, you're married well and live a powerful life in the future. If I don't want to ask my sister for something, would you still have the heart to refuse?"

When Qingwen heard Jia Cong say this, she couldn't help but feel hurt. She immediately sighed and said, "Even if what you said is true, you are all dedicated to my goodness. But if I don't have that life, it will be useless. Don't mention this to me again. If you advise me a thousand times, I will still say this, I don't want to! Even if the prince is sincere in marrying me and treating me a thousand times better, I still don't want to!"

After saying that, Qingwen refused to stop and turned around and left.

Jia Cong was so anxious that he screamed, but Qingwen really refused to say anything. She threw the curtain and left Jia Cong alone in the room. He really couldn't guess Qingwen's thoughts, and didn't know if this girl was really stupid or fake. Now that such a sensual wealthy person hit the door, she refused to accept it?!

Jia Cong sat in the room in a daze, Qingwen left as soon as she dropped the curtain. She walked and was confused, deeply complaining that Jia Cong was a fool:

You kid, can't you understand my thoughts?

I always pretend to be you!

Apart from you and I can’t tolerate anyone else, let alone a prince, even if the current emperor wants to marry me to be his official palace queen, I wouldn’t be willing!

Even Qingwen herself didn't understand when Jia Cong, a slut, broke into her heart and stirred up her heart.

Perhaps it was his first meeting that he beat her up?

Perhaps it was his second encounter, and he changed his temperament again, and he was kind and spoke out straight towards her?

It was the third time in this Changchun Garden that he laughed and scolded with her, expressing his feelings, and turned the resentment that she had held for a long time into pleasure?

It was the fourth time we met...

Or is it the fifth time we meet?

Or this time the two got along, he kissed her and bit her, and she also hit him...

After careful calculation, she didn't meet him much, only a few times, but the love had quietly entangled her heart tightly and could no longer escape?

Qingwen thought about it all the way, and she couldn't help but feel flushed and her face turned red. Her cheek, which was kissed and bitten by Jia Cong, felt even more uncomfortable as if it was burned by fire.

Originally, the only thing she was thinking about was Baoyu. Since she called the Jia family and since the moment the old lady put her beside Baoyu, she knew that she should be Baoyu's concubine in the future, she was the person in Baoyu's room, and could no longer think about the men next to her.

But she just couldn't control her heart, and the one that was beating lively on her chest was the one she was thinking about at all times, and the person she was thinking about was Jia Cong.

Every moment, the person shaking in front of her was Baoyu, but Jia Cong was thinking in her heart.

It can stop for a moment.

She once thought about it late at night that as long as she could be with Jia Cong and could see him smile at her, even if she was just a maid for her life, she would be willing. As long as she could be with Jia Cong for the rest of her life, even if the current emperor wanted to take her into the palace to be the queen, she would not be willing!

Unfortunately, she had nowhere to tell her thoughts, and even Jia Cong could not tell her.

Today, the brat kissed her and bit her first, and then advised her to be a concubine for that prince. Is he a fool?

Qingwen became more and more panicked as she thought about it. She couldn't help but think of the moment when Jia Cong kissed him today: his eyes were so beautiful and bright, even brighter than the stars in the sky, illuminating the rest of her life.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that Qingwen felt hot all over, but her feet were soft, as if she was stepping on cotton.

Today is spring, the sun is just right, and there are light yellow and green in front of her, just like the spring love that will be singular. One day it will turn into a fanatical dark green, and one day it will blossom and bear fruit, right?

Qingwen didn't know, and didn't bother to know.

She was like all the girls in the world who would understand love affairs, and her heart was full of fantasies, so strong that even the sunlight seemed much inferior.

The only difference is that Qingwen is more stubborn than others, and she doesn't want to ask about the ending. She only has this person in her heart, thinking about how to stay with him for the rest of her life.

She disdains her!

When Qingwen thought about this, she was full of pride and a little aggrieved.

But no matter what, she made up her mind to accompany Jia Cong all her life and ignored anything else.

Spring is short, and the sun has already set westward early, pulling the entire Jia Mansion into a huge black shadow.

The people in the Jia family, whether they are masters or slaves, whether they are simple and enthusiastic or scheming, appear blurred by this huge shadow. If you look closely, you can still tell the difference between a faint image, like a dream.

Jia Cong sat blankly in Changchun Garden, watching the light shining into the room dimly. It was originally a golden color, but later it slowly turned orange-red, then it turned pale yellow, then gray and gray. Finally, the room was covered with a dark gray.

He always sat in the ever-changing light and shadows and stood still.

It’s not that he doesn’t understand the affection at the corners of Qingwen’s eyebrows, but he just doesn’t dare to understand it.

This girl is too bold and too reckless, which makes him scared and even more distressed.

He didn't know what he could give to this girl.

Tomorrow, he doesn't know what he will be like tomorrow, so how dare he promise others easily?

King Beijing fell in love with Daiyu, and Daiyu must not be willing; now King Zhongshun has fallen in love with Qingwen again, but he didn't expect that even this girl would not want to.

Jia Cong had a headache, for him, for the sake of the two silly girls, Daiyu and Qingwen.

Why not?

What's wrong with having a life of luxury?

Do women in the world regard love more than wealth?

Jia Cong thought about it for an afternoon but couldn't figure it out. It was not until the girl Biluo came in with a candlestick that he woke up.

"Young Master, why are you sitting alone in the dark? Why don't you light the light?"

Biluo asked in confusion.

"Oh, it's dark again?"

Jia Cong murmured to himself in the dark.
Chapter completed!