The Heroine Forced Me To Fall In Love with Money

When Aning went back, Jiang Zhinan had already made a cup of hot tea.

The aroma of the tea is strong and mellow, and it slowly overflows along the teapot.

But at this moment, Jiang Zhinan's heart could not be calm at all.

It has been a long time since Aning went out. For example, the color has completely darkened today, and the snow has piled up layer after layer, but she still hasn't come back.

Jiang Zhinan wanted to go out to meet her several times, but in the end, because of his identity as a fugitive, he could only stop in front of the window, staring silently at the scene outside the window in a daze.

It's Anin.

Jiang Zhinan turned around with some joy, just wanted to ask how she was doing and what she had done for so long.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhinan couldn't help but take a deep breath, and quickly came to Aning and asked worriedly: "What happened to you, who hurt you like this. "

"It's fine." Aning shook his head, pursed his lips and said nothing, looking pitiful.

Jiang Zhinan sighed and asked the servants to bring sackcloth and wound medicine, and wrapped it again for her.

During this period, Aning sat on the chair and let her play with herself honestly.

Jiang Zhinan finished wrapping the wound, then pulled another stool to sit in front of her, and continued to ask the cause and effect in a soft voice.

Aning didn't answer the question, she only said that she was in pain and insisted Jiang Zhinan reach out and hug her.

This pitiful appearance and a tone full of pleading, how could it make people resolutely refuse her request.

Jiang Zhinan sighed, took a step forward, reached out and hugged her, patted her on the back and comforted her softly for a while.

The system laughed in her mind, saying that she was coaxing a child now.

"Yes." Jiang Zhinan nodded, and after a while, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"It doesn't seem to be all of them." Then she said, "Have you ever seen any child who will be like a wolf all night long?"

"You're right..." The system responded, and then fell into a brief thought.

Seems to be aware of Jiang Zhinan's inattentiveness, Aning raised his eyebrows slightly, then buried his head in her arms again, and asked her to touch him coquettishly.

Jiang Zhinan responded, took the hand on her back and put it on her head, stroking it gently.

Every action made Aning very happy.

After a while, Aning was finally satisfied, and finally opened his lips slightly, intending to answer Jiang Zhinan's question.

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Her words are not true. If others say it, they will definitely not be convinced.

But Aning's acting skills have always been perfect, coupled with such vivid and vivid words, Jiang Zhinan really believed it.

"You didn't lie to me?" Jiang Zhinan asked worriedly, "Sun Jin came to you just because of this?"

"Otherwise?" Aning smiled.

"But I still..." Jiang Zhinan frowned, still filled with doubts in his heart, but before she could ask, An Ning threw herself onto the bed.

"What are you doing!" Jiang Zhinan howled.

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An Ning didn't know what was going on, but she was extraordinarily motivated this time.

Jiang Zhinan wanted to run several times, tears streaming down his face, the corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose turned red, and the bullied was sobbing.

"Don't cry." Aning reached out to cover her eyes and gently kissed the tears from her cheek.

The faint salty taste spread on the tip of the tongue, whether it was her voice or the sweet smell, An Ning couldn't stop sinking.

He is obviously a monster with a lost sense of taste, but he can feel the taste of his lover.

Even Aning didn't know what was going on.

Perhaps she uses her tongue to feel everything in the world, but only the person in front of her, she uses her heart.

Aning couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, attached to Jiang Zhinan's ear and couldn't stop saying I love you.

The guilt in her heart deepened several times every time she said a word, after all... what she is going to do next may hurt the people she loves.

But she had no other choice.

Thinking of this, Aning's eyes gradually dimmed.

Jiang Zhinan was tossed by this person almost all night.

Complete physical exhaustion, although the body is still responding to her, but the mind has gradually blurred.

Aning finally stopped, covered her with the quilt gently, and coaxed the people around her to sleep softly.

Jiang Zhinan was so tired that he quickly fell asleep, even when he fell asleep, he still held Aning's hand tightly.

Aning leaned down and kissed her forehead. After a while, she gently retracted her hand, tidyed up her clothes and washed quickly, then pushed open the door and walked out.

The snow outside was piled high, the temperature was a little cold, and the wind was strong.

Aning appointed a lot of people to guard the door, and then ordered a horse to be prepared and rushed towards the Temple of the City God that Jiang Heng said.

The temple is located in an unremarkable place. Although the name sounds very grand, it is actually a small temple with a small area.

At that time, it was just a whim for some royal power and wealth. When the prosperity passed, it was shelved, and no one came to worship for many years.

Then Jiang Heng may have taken a fancy to this, and will hide such an important thing in such a place.

Thinking like this, Aning accelerated his pace and arrived at the temple before noon.

But Aning noticed that the Buddha statues in the temple were very clean. Although they were generally stained with signs of weathering, compared to other objects, they were really neat and tidy.

There are even a few offerings in front of the Buddha statue.

Anyone?

Aning was stunned for a while, then got off the horse, holding the saber at his waist and slowly stepped into the temple.

The temple was extremely quiet, only the sound of my own footsteps resounded, which sounded terrifying.

"Excuse me." Aning looked around carefully, and after seeing that there was no danger, he bowed to the few Buddha statues, and then started to search for the thing he wanted to find.

There are not many places to hide things in the temple. After Aning searched it again, he began to explore whether there would be a secret door hidden on the wall.

After searching for a while, she suddenly heard a deep breath in her ear.

A Ning's heart sank, and he hurriedly jumped to the side, at the same time he drew out the sword from his waist.

She saw that a man dressed as a monk suddenly appeared behind her without making a sound.

The monk Aning Guan was tall and slender, wearing a worn-out cassock and holding a string of plain Buddhist beads in his hand.

What surprised her even more was that the monk's face was disfigured. For some unknown reason, there were countless sword wounds and scars all over his skin.

Seeing this, An Ning could not help frowning, and the sword in his hand gradually tightened.

"This donor." Unexpectedly, the monk took the initiative to talk to her, "What are you looking for?"

"No." Aning pursed his lips, always guarding against him, "I just came in to see."

"I'm afraid you're not speaking from the heart." The monk raised his mouth and smiled when he heard the words, "There is a saying in ancient times that you don't go to the Three Treasures Temple, let alone my broken temple. If it wasn't for something, how could a noble person like you come for no reason?"

It really revealed what Aning was thinking.

Seeing that the monk was like a mirror in his heart, Aning didn't plan to go around in circles with him again, and simply stated his purpose of coming this time.

"You know Jiang Hengjiang's prefect." She said so, her voice was very soft and tentative.

But he never thought that the monk's expression changed slightly when his voice fell behind.

"I don't know each other." After a while, he opened his lips and spat out these words.

A person who was just saying that he made up nonsense was just as panicked as she was, which really made Aning feel a little dumbfounded.

She coughed lightly, and regardless of whether the monk wanted to listen or not, she simply came to him and sat down, and said softly, "I think you may have forgotten, this junior will tell you. Talk to that person and see if you can remember it."

The monk waved his hand, not wanting to listen, with a hint of rejection in his eyes.

A Ning ignores this, and directly tells about Jiang Heng's embezzlement and his recent arrest in the heavenly prison, and his children also suffered together.

She found that after she said these things, the monk's expression seemed to be a little painful.

"Do you remember this time?" asked Aning again.

The monk still shook his head.

I mentioned this place, and said that I was asked to come here to get some evidence."

"You, who are you?" Hearing this, the monk suddenly turned his head, his expression a little flustered.

"Ying Wanyan, a first-class censor." Aning narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous aura flashed in his eyes, "He is also the daughter of Jiang Yu'an, Jiang Yu'an's sweetheart."

"So...that evidence is really important to me." She said this, gradually approaching the monk in front of her, "If you know something, please tell me as soon as possible. "

"Buddhist, don't you always pay attention to crossing yourself and crossing others? In that case, you might as well cross me."

…

Jiang Zhinan smelled a special smell when he woke up.

Like someone was burning incense, the fragrance poured into her nostrils continuously, causing her to frown and cough a few times.

After coughing for a while, someone seemed to come over and gently handed her a glass of water.

"Thank you." Jiang Zhinan thanked him gratefully, then opened his eyes and sat up, intending to take the glass of water and take a few sips.

Who knew that when she opened her eyes, what she saw was not Aning or her subordinates, but... Jiang Chengxuan.

It was him again.

Jiang Zhinan was taken aback, and when she looked around, she found that the room in front of her was not her own. At this moment, she was in an unfamiliar environment.

Panic?

It seems a little panic.

Afraid?

In fact, I'm not too afraid.

Since Jiang Chengxuan broke into Aning's house and killed so many people but not her, Jiang Zhinan knew that this person didn't really want her life.

This time it should be the same, maybe there is another purpose for bringing her to such a place.

Thinking like this, Jiang Zhinan raised his head and looked at Jiang Chengxuan's face, instead of looking at him.

For some reason, she suddenly felt that the state of Jiang Chengxuan in front of her was not quite right. Compared with before, her face was obviously much paler, her lips were not bloody, and her body was even thinner, as if she had suffered from some kind of disease. Same.

"Second brother..." Jiang Zhinan gently opened his lips, and just as he was about to call him, he saw Jiang Chengxuan suddenly bent down and coughed for a while.

When he stood up again, Jiang Zhinan saw a very obvious bloodstain on his lips.