Jian Zhaoxing

Chapter 401 The beauty hidden in the golden house
Jiang Liuyun had not yet recovered from the shock of Lin Zhiqing falling off the cliff when he caught a glimpse of a figure in white jumping off the cliff as well.

Lu Huai's voice?
Lin Zhiqing, who had been keeping her eyes closed, suddenly opened them, and then she saw Lu Huai's figure falling downwards!

How could this be? How could he still remember...? Lin Zhiqing's pupils contracted!
……

"Son!"

Yun Feng lay on the edge of the cliff and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Jiang Liuyun was completely stunned. He stared at the bottom of the cliff for a long time, unable to look away.

Lin Shi'an and Lin Yangyang paused when they saw Lin Zhiqing fall off the cliff.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jiang Yunhe shook off Lin Shi'an and Lin Yangyang's pursuit and quickly reached the edge of the cliff.

He glanced down and saw only swirling mist; he couldn't see Lin Zhiqing anywhere.

A smile appeared on his lips as he grabbed Jiang Liuyun and quickly retreated.

The Lin family had completely lost the will to pursue.

"Where's Qing-mei? Did Qing-mei fall down?" Lin Yangyang's face turned pale. After seeing Yun Feng nod, her legs went weak and she fell to the ground.

Lin Shi'an's pupils dilated. He lay on the edge of the cliff for a long time, then weakly punched the ground.
"It's my fault, it's all my fault!"

"Men, search around the cliff! We must bring Zhiqing and Lu Huai back!"

“Young Master Shi’an, this…this will probably take some time.” The guard stepped forward, his eyes filled with fear.

Is there any chance of survival after jumping off such a high cliff?
For the Lin family, today is destined to be an extremely somber day.

Lin Yangyang and Chaoyan are unharmed, but Lin Zhiqing and Lu Huai's fate and whereabouts are unknown.

In contrast, the Jiang family was beaming with joy.

"Although things went a bit wrong, the result was truly unexpected. What a joy, what a joy!" Jiang Yunhe was very happy.

He never expected that the Lin family would dare to oppose them. In the end, Lin Zhiqing jumped off the cliff and took Lu Huai down with her.

Having eliminated two thorns in his side at once, how could he not be in a good mood?

However, despite his joy, he remained extremely cautious:
"Yun'er, send people to search at the bottom of the cliff. We need to find them alive or dead!"

After speaking for a long time without receiving a response, Jiang Yunhe frowned and turned to look at Jiang Liuyun.

Sensing Jiang Yunhe's gaze, Jiang Liuyun snapped out of his reverie and finally answered:
"Father, I understand."

Jiang Yunhe was somewhat surprised to see that Jiang Liuyun didn't make a fuss, but it was a good thing no matter how you looked at it.

He patted Jiang Liuyun on the shoulder:

“That’s right, that’s more like my son, Jiang Yunhe. She’s just a woman; there are plenty of women in Dasheng.”

Jiang Liuyun smiled, but the smile was a little stiff: "Father, I want to go to Cangxianglou."

Jiang Yunhe frowned: "These are special times... Never mind, go and come back soon. Don't spend all your time with women, you have no manliness at all."

Upon hearing the words "go early and come back early," Jiang Liuyun quickly turned around and headed outside.

He couldn't quite explain how he felt.

It wasn't until he got into the carriage that he felt his heart was empty.

Before his eyes, the image of Lin Zhiqing jumping off the cliff kept replaying.

He drove Lin Zhiqing to jump off the cliff!

Do not!
He was unwilling to accept this fact.

After entering the Tibetan Incense Pavilion, Jiang Liuyun finally felt warm all over.

He walked with practiced ease to a secluded courtyard in the backyard.

Upon entering, a very soft and charming voice came from inside:

"My lord, you've come?"

Then, a pretty and charming woman peeked out from behind the screen.

Her shoulders were partially exposed, her eyes were incredibly alluring, but her tone carried a hint of reproach: "You haven't come to see me in a long time." If Lin Zhiqing and the others were here, they would surely be quite startled.

Because this woman had a face exactly like the one with the mole, except that she didn't have a mole on her face.

Moreover, compared to the taciturn and dull-looking woman with the mole, this woman possessed a natural allure and was breathtakingly beautiful.

Jiang Liuyun thought that seeing her would make him forget Lin Zhiqing.

Unfortunately, no.

The image of Lin Zhiqing before she jumped off the cliff lingered in his mind, impossible to shake off.

Noticing that something was wrong with Jiang Liuyun, the woman rolled her eyes and immediately pulled him to sit down at the table, then gently pressed his head.

Jiang Liuyun held the woman's hand, his voice filled with exhaustion:

"Jinniang, she's dead."

Jinniang paused in her massage, pursed her lips, and asked, "Are you talking about Miss Lin?"

"It's Lin Zhiqing." Jiang Liuyun took a deep breath: "How could she be dead?"

"My lord, are you heartbroken?" Jinniang knelt on Jiang Liuyun's lap, looking somewhat uneasy.

"Feeling sorry for you? I don't know." Jiang Liuyun closed his eyes.

Jinniang narrowed her eyes almost imperceptibly, then began to comfort her gently:

"My lord, Lin Zhiqing is always at odds with you, and he's cunning. This is a good thing!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Liuyun immediately frowned.

Jinniang was stunned, and tears welled up in her eyes:
"Never mind, I misspoke."

She turned away to wipe her tears, her back view looking very fragile.

In the past, Jiang Liuyun would definitely have come over to coax her.

But she waited for a long time today, and Jiang Liuyun still didn't show up.

She turned around and saw Jiang Liuyun staring into the void, seemingly lost in thought.

She took a deep breath and returned to her previous position:
“My lord, I know you are heartbroken, but you have more important things to do now, don’t you?”

Jiang Liuyun looked down and saw that Jinniang's eyes were red and she was looking at him with a wronged expression.

For some reason, a feeling of annoyance arose in his heart.

Lin Zhiqing had never cried genuinely in front of him, nor had she ever felt wronged.

But the moment this thought crossed his mind, he felt a pang of guilt.

Jinniang was the person he loved most, and he had been by her side for a long time. How could he compare Lin Zhiqing to Jinniang?
Thinking of this, he said:

"Jinniang, I haven't brought you a gift in a long time. If you need anything, you can tell me."

Jinniang felt no joy at all; men only try to make amends when they have done something wrong.

She shook her head: "I have everything here, it's just that you come to see me less and less often."

She threw herself into Jiang Liuyun's arms, tears welling in her eyes.
"I know you like that Miss Lin, but I've already lost my sister, and I can't lose you too."

At this point, she began to cry softly.

Jiang Liuyun sighed deeply, frowned, and pulled Jinniang out of his arms: "I've already told you about Mole Mother's matter. It's not that I didn't try!"

"Are you blaming me for bringing this up repeatedly?"

Jinniang's heart skipped a beat; she was somewhat surprised.

This was the first time in so many years that Jiang Liuyun had spoken to her in such a stern tone.

He was truly bewitched by Lin Zhiqing!
Jinniang felt wronged, turned around and went back to her inner room, where she bent down and cried.

Hearing the crying, Jiang Liuyun became even more agitated.