Dong Ying'er felt ache in her heart. How could Jiang Xinzhi say such words so lightly? To her, isn't this just admitting that she can't remember her statement at all? Why did he embarrass herself like this? The complex feelings in Dong Ying'er's heart were poured into her heart. She knew that Jiang Xinzhi came to the palace today to discuss Jiang Ruan's abducted with Empress Dowager Yide, so she deliberately waited for him on this road. She wanted Jiang Xinzhi to see her and not ignore her like she did back then.

But if she is already a noble lady, everyone in the palace is afraid and respected, why does this man still ignore her the same? Why? Is it because... that woman?

Dong Ying'er forced herself to suppress the case in her heart and tried not to make her expression look distorted and ferocious. She said, "I heard that General Jiang... is going to get married to Miss Zhao?"

Jiang Xinzhi frowned. Obviously, the question Dong Yinger asked did not please him much. He just said with a polite mind: "That's it."

As Jiang Xinzhi said it, Dong Ying'er suddenly felt a pain in her heart. Her impatience in Jiang Xinzhi's eyes was fully visible. Unconsciously, an uncontrollable resentment quietly rose in her heart. Why? She was the pearl in the palm of her parents since she was a child. She was cheerful and enthusiastic, and thoughtful, and no one didn't say good things. But what did she get in the end? In order to protect her official career, her father sent herself into the palace. Her sweetheart treated her as cold as ice, while her former sisters would only see her death and never save her. Everyone in this world has betrayed her, so why can she make these people feel better?

Dong Ying'er looked at Jiang Xinzhi for a while and suddenly smiled: "I heard that Sister Ruan was kidnapped by a thief, and her whereabouts are unknown. She and I are also friends of the past. I think I am really worried about her. I hope nothing will happen."

Jiang Xinzhi sensitively noticed that the strange tone of Dong Ying'er's words seemed to have a bit of gritting teeth. Although he protected his shortcomings, he was more mature than before. He resisted the displeasure in his heart and did not care much about her. He just said lightly: "I thank Xiu Yi, I will have something to do. I will say goodbye." After that, he no longer looked at Dong Ying'er, as if he would stain his eyes with one more glance, and left with great strides.

Dong Ying'er stood there, looking at Jiang Xinzhi's back as he was leaving, and slowly showed a smile, but this smile seemed a little distorted at the moment.

Unlike the chaos in the capital, Jiang Ruan's environment seemed very quiet and elegant. The maid who came to serve every day was a mute and never said a word. Apart from this maid, she could not see anyone else. There were all things in the room, and there were even a few travel notes, probably to pass her time. As expected, it was Xuan Li's command, Qi Man used it, and knew that she still had value in use, so she did not make too much embarrassment with her.

Jiang Ruan has been trying hard to adapt to the environment here in the past few days, and over time, it has become more and more confirmed that he may have a body. After knowing this, Jiang Ruan is more careful in his daily work, but it seems that he really regards this place as a benefit for self-cultivation and self-care, and takes care of himself every day. The only regret is that there are no fetal pills here, which makes Jiang Ruan more sure to solve everything as soon as possible and leave here.

On this day, the weather was a little gloomy and it started to rain early in the morning. Because it was the spring rain in early spring, it didn't finish it all. From the early morning to the afternoon, the air became a little wet and slightly cold. Some tender green buds had already grown on the branches outside, and the tender seedlings seemed to have a special feeling of spring. Jiang Ruan stood in front of the window, looking at the branches intently, when the door was pushed open and someone walked in.

The footsteps were different from those of the mute maid in daily life. When the mute maid walked, the sound was silent, like a cat, so Jiang Ruan could hardly hear any sound here. Although the footsteps were very light, they were not light and cautious, but seemed a bit casual and arrogant, like a beast close to the prey, slowly lurking before the attack.

Jiang Ruan smiled slightly. After waiting for so long, she finally came. The smile on the corner of her lips faded quickly. When she turned her head, she showed a trace of surprise.

The person standing at the door was not a mute maid. On the contrary, compared with the mute maid who almost didn't feel that there was existence, this person was born to attract attention when standing here. This was a woman in a long red dress. However, this dress was different from the clothes of Jinchao. It was covered with gold powder and gold threads were embroidered with complex patterns. Even in the weather without sunlight, it seemed to be shining. The red tulle dress showed its slender waist, and the top was decorated with small bells. There were no shoes on her feet. She only hung a string of green bells at her ankles, which made her look even more white as jade as a carved antique.

What is more thrilling than those feet is the face on the top. Jiang Ruan was already charming like a demon, but this woman could bear the confusing beings. Her eyes were gurgling as if they were vital, and she was holiness with evil. She clearly did not apply any makeup on her face. The reddest rouge was applied on her lips, as if a cluster of flames suddenly appeared in the white snow, with the unrestrainedness of the prairie, and was about to swallow the whole person. This woman was beautiful, and she said she was beautiful, but she was more like a complex feeling of abstinence and debauchery. As long as she got close, she would feel that she was going to be sucked in. Jiang Ruan was even like this. If an ordinary man saw her, she would not think that she was the fox fairy charm from where she came from, and she was willing to let her be sucked away by her essence.

This was probably the saint from southern Xinjiang. Jiang Ruan felt a little calm and slowly looked at the woman.

The woman naturally captured the stunning flashing through Jiang Ruan's eyes, and a hint of complacent style appeared in the corner of her eyes. She didn't feel annoying about this complacent style, but instead had a different kind of coquettish style.

"Jiang Ruan." She said slowly, her tone was strange and beautiful, as if it came from the sound of nature, as if it had been a long time since she started talking to someone.

Jiang Ruan nodded: "You are..."

"I am the saint of southern Xinjiang, Danzhen." She said.

"Looking for a long time." Jiang Ruanhui.

Dan Zhen was a little surprised and said in a deep voice: "Do you know my name?"

"It's just a polite word." Jiang Ruan smiled slightly: "I think the saint is not used to the folk customs of the Dajin Dynasty, so I will take it seriously."

Dan Zhen was a little angry, so she naturally heard the ridicule in Jiang Ruan's words. She said that she was an outsider, and the people of Jin Dynasty never looked down on small border countries. Even when the Southern Xinjiang Kingdom had not been destroyed, they paid tribute every year, but they were still kindly become "Southern Xinjiang Barbarians" by those Jin Dynasty people. Now that Jiang Ruan mentioned this again, Dan Zhen felt a little harsh in his ears. She frowned, raised her two delicate eyebrows slightly, and then slowly said: "The mouth is quite sharp."
Chapter completed!