But Jing Jiaren guarantees that Ximen Longting is not as rich as Mr. Donggong——

Because, as far as the eye can see, many carvings are plated with gold, and everything is luxurious and golden.

When the train arrived at the station, the servant helped Jing Jiaren get off the train and told her that the Princess City would be a short distance away by carriage and was built in a crystal cave.

Crystal Cave, every crystal broken off is worth money!

Mr. Dong Gong is definitely a rich tycoon!

After so many years, he may have been mining underground in various ways and made a fortune!

Thinking about the fact that there are sites belonging to Mr. Dong Gong in so many places, when digging, you might accidentally dig up something good.

Ximen Long Ting's face was cold, and he also saw how wealthy Master Dong Gong was.

In front of the station stood a long row of soldiers wearing blue uniforms and spittoon hats.

Standing behind was a row of soldiers in riding uniforms, each holding a horse...

There is also a luxurious black carriage.

The roads here are narrow, and the only difference from the ground is that there is no car.

Cars are not easy to use here, so everyone uses horses as a means of transportation.

Coupled with the old royal-style buildings, the place is full of a sense of age, as if it has traveled to the prosperous Europe of the 1970s.

When Jing Jiaren stepped off the train, the soldiers waiting for her knelt down on one leg, raised their swords to the ground, and lowered their heads in a respectful and unified posture.

"Elder Princess, welcome back to Real Madrid City."

Only one person was still sitting on the black horse, wearing a black cloak-like clothes and a basin-shaped hat.

When Jing Jiaren was almost approaching, the man lazily jumped off his horse.

Wearing a pair of black boots, tight trousers, and a blue riding suit under the cloak, the collar is an oval gem with white pleats underneath.

Very typical British aristocratic attire.

Jing Jiaren immediately held Ximen Longting's hand tightly, her eyes searching.

No way? Is this man Mr. Dong Gong?

The hat was too big, and with the light behind him, the shadow fell down and covered his face, making it impossible to see clearly.

But his figure and feeling make people feel very young.

Ximen Longting's face was very cold, and his whole body exuded a terrible aura.

Jing Jiaren knew that he had an impulsive personality, and before getting off the train, she repeatedly asked him not to have a direct conflict with Mr. Donggong, and he agreed...

The man walked up to Jing Jiaren, suddenly knelt down on one leg, took her hand hanging by her side, and kissed the back of it.

It all happened so fast that no one could react.

The man took off his hat and stood up, put his hands on his waist, bent down and saluted: "Welcome, my little sweetheart."

He straightened up, his cynical face clearly revealed.

His shawl-length hair was combed back and tied up casually with a blue hairband, and his black eyes shone like obsidian.

He looked at Jing Jiaren with a hint of twitching at the corner of his mouth.

Jing Jiaren stared at him, and in the flash of lightning, she thought of the Deep Water Tavern——

The man she once imagined to be Ximen Longting!

She remembered clearly that he also had a cross pendant hanging on his chest.

When she broke the wine glass and stabbed it into her body, he grabbed her chin and the pendant swayed back and forth in front of her eyes.

"My name is Higashikata Tohru, you can call me Tohru."

He stared at Jing Jiaren with his peach blossom eyes, looking at her with his head lowered, with a touch of intimacy.
Chapter completed!