After Jiang Zhinan heard what the beggar said, he didn't have time to tell whether it was true or not.

But before she could say anything else, a few people suddenly came up to them and yelled at them not far away, saying that his master was going to stay in this inn, and told them to get away from this pile of dirty things.

Those beggars were used to being scolded like this, and they didn't feel it at all in their hearts. They stood up very quickly and left with the broken bowl.

But Jiang Zhinan was different from them, he was so humiliated suddenly, he felt very awkward in his heart, even though he also got up and left together, he still looked back with some displeasure.

She saw a well-dressed woman walking into the inn. She was half a head taller than her, and her long hair was half combed and half scattered, fluttering in the wind, making it impossible to see her face clearly. .

But looking at that figure and temperament, it is by no means comparable to that of ordinary rich children.

Jiang Zhinan blinked, knowing that he couldn't afford to offend this person, so he quickened his pace, trying to hide to the side.

By the time she found another corner and squatted down, the woman had long since disappeared.

It was getting late now, and the sun hung high, adding some warmth to the cold air.

Jiang Zhinan was shivering from the cold all morning, but now that he finally recovered from the cold, he suddenly felt a little sleepy.

She turned her head and glanced at the beggars around, and saw that they were all leaning against the wall and sleeping soundly, so she also planned to imitate their appearance and squint for a while.

There was a lot of sand under him, Jiang Zhinan touched the surface of the sand and felt it was soft and warm. He was also glad that he had found a nice place, and was about to bend down and sit down.

But before she sat down, she saw the group of people who scolded her just now approaching fiercely, their eyes were as big as copper bells, and their brows were tightly knit together.

"I'm already far away!" Jiang Zhinan was wronged by them, even though he was weak, he still yelled at them angrily, "If you chase me away, I will have nowhere to go!"

Those people ignored her and went straight up and picked her up from the ground.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Zhinan struggled desperately.

"Our master's purse is lost!" they said, "I see that you have been sneaking around for a long time just now, maybe you stole it, come back with me to meet our master!"

Jiang Zhinan was very wronged, shook his head and kept saying that he didn't steal it, but those people didn't listen to her at all, and directly carried her into the inn like a chick.

The woman just now lived in the best room in the inn. It was located in the innermost place, quiet and undisturbed.

The group of people carried her up the stairs quickly, walked straight to the front of the room, opened the door and threw her in.

"What are you going to..." Jiang Zhinan stared, and before he had time to complain, he saw them leave in unison.

In the end, only Jiang Zhinan and the woman behind him remained in the house.

Jiang Zhinan frowned, feeling that his self-esteem had been greatly insulted, he didn't even want to look at her, and just sat on the floor facing the door with a blunt face.

After sitting like this for a while, she suddenly heard movement behind her.

The woman seemed to get up, and walked towards her with soft steps.

One step, one step, the distance is getting shorter and shorter, and the two are getting closer.

Jiang Zhinan was a little nervous, and unconsciously reached into his pocket to touch the pair of pendants that Aning had given her before, fearing that he would receive some inhumane treatment, so his lips were tightly pursed.

But things didn't go as she expected. After the man stood beside her, he suddenly bent down and knelt down slowly. He gently raised a pair of white and slender hands, and held them tightly from behind. surrounded her.

Jiang Zhinan was taken aback by her, and just about to struggle, he suddenly heard a familiar voice in his ear.

Just two words: "Miss."

Jiang Zhinan's eyes widened, before he could speak, tears flowed out instinctively.

It's Aning.

Just by hearing that voice, he knew that the person behind him was the one who had been thinking about him for three whole years and left Aning without saying goodbye.

The three-year blank period is too long. Jiang Zhinan doesn't know how Ah Ning has such great power and status, when she grew so tall, and why she hasn't come back for so many years I have found myself.

Too many questions were intertwined, and Jiang Zhinan fell silent immediately.

She lowered her head and let the tears fall uncontrollably, hitting the floor and the back of Ah Ning's hands, it was warm and extremely cold.

"I'm sorry." Ah Ning behind him said, stretching out his hand to warm Jiang Zhinan's hand that hadn't fully recovered, with tenderness in his brows, "Did my subordinates hurt you?"

"No." Jiang Zhinan said, pursing his lips and shaking his head.

"I know everything that happened recently." A Ning knew that Jiang Zhinan was wronged, so he hugged her even tighter, trying to reassure her in this way, "Everyone in the court is looking for you, even if it is A little trouble will attract their attention, so I can only use this method to ask someone to bring you in."

"Miss, don't be angry with me, okay?" She said, with a hint of temptation in her voice.

Seeing that Jiang Zhinan didn't speak, she seemed to want to ignore her.

Ah Ning has been calling the wind and rain in the court for so long, and she has never seen anyone who dared to treat her like this.

But the person in front of her is none other than the lady she misses day and night. No matter what time it is, Ah Ning always has endless patience and love for her.

"I know you're mad at me for leaving without saying goodbye, and even walking away for so many years." Aning said, resting her head on Jiang Zhinan's shoulder, her eyes were fixed on her profile, and her pupils were all reflected in her face. Look, "A-Ning will never leave again this time, and stay with Miss all the time, okay?"

"Miss's family will always protect her and won't let anyone hurt you again."

Her words were sincere, and Jiang Zhinan was about to stop the tears once again overflowing his eyes.

Aning lifted the corner of her clothes, gently wiped away the tears on her face, and then went to pull the straws in her clothes.

The more I pulled, the more I felt distressed, as if every blade of grass recorded the pain and grievances that Jiang Zhinan had suffered during this period of time, there were too many to count, and it was extremely hard work.

After finishing all this, Ah Ning stood up and directly hugged Jiang Zhinan from the ground.

Thin.

The young lady's originally thin body was now as light as a piece of thin paper, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Seeing this, Aning couldn't help tightening her hands, and hugged her tightly in her arms.

"Take me for what?" Jiang Zhinan covered his face, afraid that Aning would see his dirty appearance, his voice became hoarse for a while, "I will go by myself, let me down."

"Don't let it go." Aning shook his head, and after a while, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I'll wait for Miss to take a bath."

"Wash away the sorrow first, wash away the sadness secondly, and wash away the hardship and toil thirdly." She said this, smiling softly, "Wash away all the unhappiness from these days."

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