"I am..." Jiang Ningyuan's rich, magnetic voice rang out when Jiang Yuan asked again.
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Ningyuan's expression suddenly turned ugly.
"Are you alright?" Jiang Yuan noticed that Jiang Ningyuan was in some pain and couldn't help but ask.
Regardless of who he is, the fact remains that he helped her.
From the current perspective, he poses no threat to her.
On the contrary, it helped her.
Therefore, in her eyes, he was not an enemy.
At least not yet.
Moreover, when he called her A-Yuan, she felt a strange sense of familiarity.
"I am unhindered."
"Ah Yuan, I'm leaving now. Next time... the next time we meet, I'll tell you who I am."
"The hairpin in that box was originally yours."
Jiang Ningyuan forced himself to stay calm, and seeing that Jiang Yuan was worried, he shook his head at her and forced a smile.
His gaze fell on the box Jiang Yuan was carrying, and he spoke again.
That originally belonged to Jiang Yuan, so naturally he hoped it could be returned to Jiang Yuan.
He didn't leave her much, or rather, she didn't accept much from him.
The reddish-brown stone bead is one piece, and the hairpin is another.
Apart from that, she never accepted any other gifts from him.
When others see mountains of gold and silver, they either widen their eyes or are unable to move.
But when his Ah-Yuan saw mountains of gold and silver, his first reaction was to provide relief and give alms to beggars, without ever thinking of keeping any for himself.
So she used to be dirt poor, without a single copper coin in her pocket.
Of course, she wasn't very interested in those mundane things either.
The only things that interested her were the reddish-brown stone beads and the hairpin.
So he personally strung the stone beads into a bracelet and gave it to him.
As for the hairpin, he crafted it himself; it was a token of their love.
"Mine?" Jiang Yuan frowned, following Jiang Ningyuan's gaze to the box in her hand.
Before Jiang Yuan could figure it out, Jiang Ningyuan's eyes rolled back and he fainted on the ground.
As he fainted, the murderous aura emanating from him vanished completely, as if it had never existed.
Jiang Yuan frowned, her expression changing slightly.
The malevolent aura vanished.
That person...
It also disappeared.
The hairpin in the box...
Was it originally hers?
Her things?
When she saw the hairpin, she had no memory of it, but she felt a pang of heartache.
Jiang Yuan had too many questions in her mind, but the most important thing now was to settle Jiang Ningyuan properly.
A renowned actor—no, I mean a renowned monarch…
It is indeed inappropriate for a dignified monarch to be reduced to lying on the ground.
"My lord." Shouxin appeared beside Jiang Yuan. Seeing his lord struggling to help Jiang Ningyuan up, he wished he could help, but...
She has no physical form and cannot touch humans.
Jiang Yuan struggled to help Jiang Ningyuan up, her already pale face turning even paler.
That's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Jiang Ningyuan is taller than her.
When she helped him up, he fell onto her, and their movements looked somewhat comical.
Beep beep beep—
A car stopped in front of Jiang Yuan, its glaring lights shining on the two of them like a bright ray of light in the darkness.
Xiang Xinyang leaned out of the car, raised the corners of his mouth to reveal a bright smile to Jiang Yuan in front of him, and said, "Looks like I arrived just in time."
A hint of surprise flashed across Jiang Yuan's eyes, "Xin Yang?"
"It's me," Xiang Xinyang replied, then opened the car door and got out.
"How did you end up here?" Jiang Yuan asked.
At this time, Xiang Xinyang should be sleeping.
"Silly, of course I came to find you."
"The whole city lost power, and it's the Ghost Festival, so everyone went home and the roads were cleared up without traffic jams. I had to rush over immediately, right?"
"Although I'm not very useful, I can't just watch you deal with those things by yourself."
"Huh? What's Jiang Yingdi doing here? I thought I was the first one here, but it seems I'm a step too late."
Upon seeing Jiang Ningyuan, Xiang Xinyang stroked his chin and frowned.
She still thought she was number one.
It turns out someone had done it before her.
I'm annoyed, really annoyed.
Although Xiang Xinyang complained, his actions betrayed his words as he helped Jiang Yuan support Jiang Ningyuan, easing her burden.
When Shouxin saw Xiang Xinyang appear, she quickly took a few steps back, afraid that if Xiang Xinyang got too close to her, she would be tainted by his foul air.
"My lord, Yi Changsheng is dead. His soul... was swallowed by a black aura. That black aura came quickly and went quickly, and I was unable to catch it," Shouxin reported from a distance.
It's a pity I couldn't torment Yi Changsheng's soul properly; it would have been too easy for him to die.
But in the end, she still killed him with her own hands.
That puts an end to the regret.
"Shouxin thanks you, sir." Shouxin bowed deeply to Jiang Yuan's retreating figure, offering his sincerest gratitude.
With Shou Xin's gratitude, a warm light entered Jiang Yuan's body.
Warm and cozy.
After saying this, Shouxin disappeared behind him.
Their little devil has friends taking care of him, so he should be fine.
She should go back and report.
"Ah, how could Jiang Yingdi be so heavy? If I had known it would be like this, I should have called Ji Lü along."
"Although he's not very useful, he's strong and can do some manual labor."
After helping Jiang Yuan into the back seat, Xiang Xinyang returned to the driver's seat and couldn't help but pat his shoulder.
Just supporting Jiang Ningyuan for such a short distance felt like climbing several mountains; her back and waist ached terribly.
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