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On the way back home, the carriage stopped by a shop on the Qinhuai River. Jiang Rao leaned her head against the wall of the carriage, closed her eyes and pretended to take a nap to relax her mind.

Mingshao went to the teahouse to buy water, and she waited in the carriage.

The quarrel made her exhausted. Not only was her mouth dry, but her head was also dizzy.

But she had just gone back and cursed again. This time she was prepared, and she had sorted out what she wanted to say in detail. She said everything she wanted to say, and she felt relieved.

Think of the queen’s stunned face that turned blue and red, and her body that was shaking with anger.

Jiang Rao closed her eyes, but the corners of her lips moved upwards.

She thought about the bullying Rong Ting had suffered as a child, as if she had experienced it herself.

There was a sound of wind outside the carriage.

It is autumn now and the weather is getting colder day by day.

While Jiang Rao was waiting for Ming Shao to come back, she was so sleepy that she fell asleep.

She was not sleeping soundly, and pictures flashed through her mind one after another, as if she was dreaming.

She dreamed of herself as a child.

The weather was cold, so she wore thick clothes and ran on the road like a rolling ball. The autumn wind was strong, and she wanted to fly a kite. Her parents also doted on her. Her mother sent a maid to buy a kite, and her father took her hand to go out and fly it.

The kite was on the verge of falling, and it flew up with the help of the wind, but when it was about to touch the sky, the wind broke its string.

The kite flew southward, jumped over the palace wall, and landed on a tree in the palace.

There was a little boy with a clean face but dirty clothes on the ground, curled up in a corner under a tree. He was wiping his face with the corner of his sleeve. When he heard the sound from the tree, he was so startled that he stood up. After a while, his expression relaxed and he looked up at the kite.

The shadows of the fallen leaves cast on his face, then moved away with the movement of light and shadow.

Jiang Rao saw clearly his beautiful eyebrows and the red mole at the corner of his eye.

Ming Shao came back with the water bag and saw Jiang Rao propped up her head as if she was asleep. She called her softly, but when she didn't respond, she put the water bag aside and told the coachman to keep driving back to the palace.

The carriage stopped and Ming Shao was about to wake up Jiang Rao when she heard the coachman outside respectfully call out "Your Highness".

Ming Shao lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw Rong Ting outside. She lowered her head and said, "Your Highness."

Rong Ting placed his long finger on his lips, silently signaled, then bent down and entered the carriage.

After a moment, he carried Jiang Rao out.

His movements were very careful, and the sleeping face of the little girl in his arms was not disturbed at all.

The moment he got out of the carriage, he put his hands on Jiang Rao's head.

Wait until the carriage

After coming out, the hand fell down, wiped the corner of Jiang Rao's clothes, pressed her fair and soft face against his arms, and walked inside.

When they reached the screen wall, Jiang Rao woke up because of the smell in his arms that was different from the one in the carriage.

She wrinkled her nose twice, always feeling that he smelled dusty, but when she thought about how he was working in the official residence, there was no way there would be the smell of dirt and weapons.

Jiang Rao didn't think much about it, and half of his mind was focused on the dream just now.

She looked up at Rong Ting. He was walking to the screen wall. The shadow of the entire wall was cast on him. She just looked at him, from his chin, to his nose, and then to his eyes.

There is a mole under the eye.

The little boy in the dream was exactly like him when he was a child.

In her dream when he was a child, he climbed up a tree and pulled down a kite hanging on a branch.

Then she woke up.

She lost her kite, and although she was sad, it was not too sad.

Because she was sure that her parents would buy her a new kite.

Jiang Rao's eyelashes suddenly fluttered. She raised her neck, leaned forward gently, and kissed him on the chin.

"woke up?"

Jiang Rao often heard him say this in her ear. It seemed that no matter whether she woke up in the morning or took a nap, she would always hear him gently ask in her ear "Are you awake?" when she woke up.

Blame her for sleeping too much.

She nodded and tried to get out of his arms. She flapped her legs a few times, but to no avail. He shouldn't let go.

Jiang Rao asked him uneasily, "Aren't you tired?"

Rong Ting shook his head.

Jiang Rao was not very happy to believe it, as she always felt that he was just showing off.

She looked at his face carefully and found no trace of sweat. She weighed it in her mind, curled up like a cat looking for a nest, and obediently asked him to hold her.

Her indulgence undoubtedly gave Rong Ting a lever to climb up.

He suddenly stopped, with a playful look in his eyes, "Where do you kiss?"

The smile on his thin lips had a deeper playful meaning, and his tone was like a teacher admonishing his students.

His appearance was not that dignified to begin with, but when he smiled his pair of affectionate eyes were quite attractive.

Jiang Rao was frightened by his laughter. She understood the hint in his words, glanced back, and was relieved to see that no one was following her.

She straightened up, moved quickly towards him, and gave a kiss on the corner of his upturned lips. Only then did she realize that she was relieved, and it was so inexplicable.

She could have simply refused his rude request.

She suddenly raised her eyes and was about to accuse, but the person holding her stopped smiling.

There was no trace of lust or temptation in his expression. His slightly drooped eyes made him look obedient and submissive. When he lowered his head, the shadow on the upper half of his face hid the small mole under his eye.

He whispered, "No matter where we kiss each other, I am happy with it."

Jiang Rao then realized that she had misunderstood.

She curled up in his arms and refused to raise her head again.

Thinking that she was just angry, she didn't use much force and hit his chest with her forehead. However, her forehead turned red. It didn't hurt much, but she suddenly felt a little aggrieved.

This feeling of grievance suddenly disappeared when I thought of the child picking the kite in the dream.

It was just a dream. Looking at the bleak autumn trees and the cold frost hanging on the walls, she wanted to go forward and hug the child squatting at the foot of the wall to warm him up.

The person in the dream is the person in front of you.

She straightened up, kissed him again, raised the corners of her lips, and said firmly: "You can say it."

Rong Ting laughed out loud, happy to see her occasional arrogance, "Yes, I said yes."

Rong Ting waited for Jiang Rao to mention her encounter with Empress Jiahe, but she hesitated to say anything. When he put her down after returning to Sui'an Courtyard, he asked, "Who did you meet when you entered the palace today?"

When Jiang Rao's feet touched the ground, she felt much more solid. She was always worried that she would crush him, so she walked more steadily on her own.

She didn't want to tell Rong Ting about her encounter with the Queen. Telling him would only make him angry and upset.

As for those small clothes made by her aunt... let's not talk about them until the child stops moving.

Otherwise, based on past experience, he would definitely use the child as bait and pester her all night.

"I went to Shuxiang Palace and helped my aunt embroider." Jiang Rao's voice was soft and gentle. She also knew that Rong Ting knew her embroidery skills, so she added, "She embroidered for me to see."

When the palace was mentioned, Jiang Rao's thoughts went back to that dream.

She suddenly became curious and looked up to ask Rong Ting, "When you were a child, did you ever pick up a kite?"

Rong Ting frowned for a moment and wanted to say no, but when he saw her looking at him expectantly, he suddenly felt that things might not be what he thought, so he chose to tell the truth.

"have."

Jiang Rao then asked, "Is that kite a carp?"

She looked at Rong Ting's eyes and suddenly felt that her dream might not be just a dream. Her eyes widened and she added, "Half blue, half red."