In Tang Jiaren's mind, Duanmu Xia Gui is the son of the second prince, and it is easy to take away two criminals who seem to be guilty but are actually wronged. Just like her theory of "Demon Cult Kills Your Whole Family", what kind of identity does a person have, he naturally has to do what kind of thing, so that he is worthy of the word identity.

But when she sat in the carriage and saw Apan enter the cloth shop owner's house, and then naturally return to the carriage and raise the whip, she first felt disgusted with the word identity.

The wheels rolled forward, crushing the ground as it moved forward.

Tongues of fire erupt from the cloth shopkeeper's house, covering up the cruel truth in the midst of the raging.

The boss of the cloth village was killed, and no one will continue to pursue justice.

At this time, it is clear that she has nothing to do with Tang Jiaren, and she is just a fresh soul targeted by evil ghosts. But now, in order to take her away, Duanmu Xia actually sent Ah Pan to kill the boss of Buzhuang! With this move, Tang Jiaren can no longer stand outside the circle to look at this matter. The life and death of others seemed to be tied to her body, and she couldn't breathe.

Jianghu people have the way of life of Jianghu people, but they have nothing to do with the common people.

The repetition of compacting the camel is not the last straw, but the limit of the straw piled up one by one.

Tang Jiaren did not become hysterical because of the death of the cloth shop owner, but she made a note of Duanmu Xia in her heart. This stroke, a little deep, has seen blood.

In the carriage, Tang Jiaren lowered the small curtains, which seemed to isolate the hustle and bustle outside; Retracting his gaze, he didn't seem to be able to see the wanton laughter of those fiery tongues.

Duanmu Xia half-squinted, watching Tang Jiaren's every move and every change in her expression. He had a curiosity about her, one might even say, a desire to explore. The first time he saw her, he was sure that she would be his person, not just a woman.

Not only is she stunningly beautiful, but she is also quick-witted, can speak well, and most importantly, she makes him want to laugh.

He is now Duanmu Xia and has to smile every day. Just right, not in a hurry, not arrogant or impatient, and strive to be the son of his father who loves him the most, the most sensible, the most responsible, the most forbearing, and the most like him. He knows his shortcomings, he knows the pain of no one to support him, but he is not ready to turn back. He could no longer live a life where he could not be trampled underfoot. Look, how good it is now, he is high, and other people's lives are like ants to him. It's a great feeling.

It's so good...... He wanted someone to share it with.

It's so good...... He didn't want to continue to disguise himself.

It's so good...... He was willing to take a risk.

Duanmu Xia curled the corners of his lips and said, "Are you scared?" ”

Tang Jiaren raised his eyes to look at Duanmu Xia and asked, "How do you want me to answer?" Which answer corresponds to which outcome

？ ”

Duanmu Xia stretched out her fan, picked up Tang Jiaren's chin, slowly approached, looked down at her, and said slowly: "You are an interesting woman." Let's play a game, choose one or the other. For one, you can choose to be my plaything, a woman competing for favor in the backyard; Second, you can choose to be my knife and be qualified to stand by my side. ”

Tang Jiaren slowly sat up straight and looked at Duanmu Xia.

Duanmu Xia was quite surprised and asked, "You dare to look at me on an equal footing?" ”

Tang Jiadao: "Isn't it a choice of two?" I choose to dare. ”

Duanmu Xia's eyes were long, and he laughed out loud. He said, "Do you know who I am?" ”

Tang Jiaren replied very smartly: "I know you as well as you know me." ”

Duanmu Xia stepped back, looked at Tang Jiaren again, and said, "It's been a long time since I've met a woman with a brain. ”

Tang Jiaren sneered: "That's because you've been staring at those women's breasts, right?" ”

Duanmu Xia choked, and there was a strange taste in his heart, some joy and some annoyance, and some indescribable feelings stirred in it.

He simply kept his mouth shut.

Tang Jia said: "The night is long, the wheels are rolling, we are alone and widowed in the same room, should we say something?" ”

Duanmu Xia asked, "What do you want to say?" ”

Tang Jia said: "I wonder, why did you fall in love with me?" Don't even ask who I am and why I'm here? ”

Duanmu Xia took his eyes off Tang Jiaren's body, looked at the angry wind lantern, and said, "I don't know why you are here, but I know that you are not here for me, and that is enough." I needed a knife, but I didn't want the tip to be pointed at me. People come and go in this world, and there is no difference between getting to the bottom of it and passing by. The more you know, the more you may be able to walk together. Holding hands by chance is not necessarily a chance. ”

Tang Jiaren leaned against the car board, slowly relaxed her body, looked at Duanmu Xia carefully, savored what he said, and there was a trace of sentimentality in her heart.

Duanmu Xia's face is not as angular as the battle sky, nor is it as soft as Yu Qianqiong, nor is it the beauty of the ram and the cold handsomeness of the autumn moon. His face is delicate, and he looks like the brother next door, and he should have a smiling face, which makes people happy. But now, his face is dyed with vicissitudes and loneliness under the flickering light, but sharpness and desire are gradually piling up in his eyes.

Tang Jiaren really wanted to ask, if he went back in time, would he still be willing to recognize the second prince as his father?

Perhaps, she should have asked not this, but ...... Did you ever hate her?

Without her presence, he would not have been captured by the second prince; If he had not been taken away, he would not have been recognized as his father; If he had not recognized him as his father, he would not have the glory and wealth he has today; Without today's wealth, there will be no blood on your hands, stepping on white bones and continuing to ascend; If you don't step on the white bones, you won't make acquaintances unrecognizable to the face in front of you. It's supposed to be pure and happy, but I have to say with a fake smile that I'm doing well.

Tang Jiaren's lips moved, wanting to say something, but she didn't spit out a word after all.

Nowadays, she and him are no longer the stupid fat girl living in the alley and the gambling commoner Xia Jian.

Even if she admits that she is a fat girl, what can she do? At the beginning, the second prince sent someone to arrest her, and Xia Jian was also deeply affected by it, but when he turned around, he didn't recognize the thief as his father? She didn't blame Xia Jian, and she thought that he was okay to do this. But the heart that can be approached has also been quietly alienated because of this.

Between her and him, there is not only identity, but also some hatred that has turned a corner. She wanted to kill the second prince, not for a day or two. This time I went, it was the chance. And the second prince is a big tree that can be climbed by taking advantage of the situation for Duanmu Xia. If you want to uproot the big tree, you will definitely hurt Duanmu Xia's interests. Perhaps, this is another choppy contest.

Tang Jiaren closed her eyes and felt a little tired. Xiu Xiu and Diao Diao haven't been found yet, and they are in trouble again. Ay...... By the way, their little babies are still on the little snowflakes. It hurts to think about it.

Time slipped quietly, and when the wheels bumped up a small height, Apan's voice came, "Childe, do you want to take a break, or do you want to go to Xiaoxiao to rest overnight?" ”