She took two quick steps forward and reached out to grab his wheelchair.

Rong Ting timed it precisely, exerted two or three points of internal strength, and pressed down the armrest of the wheelchair.

The trend that was about to fall to the ground was stopped.

His movements were extremely covert.

To others, he didn't fall because Jiang Rao pulled his wheelchair in time.

Jiang Rao herself thinks so too.

She even felt a little scared. If she had been slower, she would have fallen on his face, or his arm, or his leg...

No matter where you fall, it's heartbreaking.

Her voice was like a sigh, "Let me push you back instead."

After thinking about it, I decided not to say "You are too fragile" in front of him.

I wonder how a person who has been in a wheelchair for a year and a half would feel when he hears others say that he is weak.

Rong Ting lowered his head.

The black hair that was tied up high rubbed against the back of his neck as he lowered his head.

The long-standing scars were still engraved on his skin, even though they were covered by the black collar. However, the scars were long and deep, with the tips almost buried in his hair. Even with the collar, they could not be completely concealed. They resembled a spider web or mottled cracks on smooth porcelain.

"I feel bad about it."

There was something awkward in his action.

"It's too much trouble for you to push me all the way back. It's such a long way."

"It's no trouble."

Jiang Rao glanced at the scars on the back of his neck, and her tone softened, "If you have any difficulties, don't keep them to yourself. Remember to speak up."

Rong Ting said "hmm" in a muffled voice.

Jiang Rao didn't like the overly quiet atmosphere, so she wanted to tell him that his leg injury would definitely heal, but she couldn't say it directly, so she said to him with a bit of tsundere look, smiling: "When your leg injury heals, even if you ask me to help you push the wheelchair, I won't help you."

"Now that you are a wounded person, please trouble me when it is necessary. Take good care of your injuries and you will get better soon."

Rong Ting lowered his eyes, a hint of guilt flashing across his vision.

But he nodded.

However, the nod was very light and seemed a bit reluctant.

It looked like he was afraid of causing trouble to others, with his head hung, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

He turned his head and glanced at Jiang Rao, "Thank you for your help."

He said: "It's all my fault. I'm taking so long to get better. I've been sitting in a wheelchair all day. I don't have much strength in my hands. I can't even get around a stone..."

His narrow and long eyes resembled those of animals like wolves and foxes, which should have been full of aggression, but his eyes were like a clear spring, as pure as a newborn's. Because of the contrast, he looked even more pitiful.

The tone is self-blaming and apologetic.

Looking at him, Jiang Rao had the illusion that she was doing him a great favor by helping him push his wheelchair.

She nodded. "Since your hands are a little tired, just let me push you."

She said nothing more and pushed Rong Ting forward.

Under the high wall, there is a narrow shadow of the sun.

The sound of the wheel rolling over the bluestone road mixed with the sound of footsteps.

Rong Ting glanced at the two figures standing very close to each other on the ground, his gaze almost greedy.

She was small, and if he tilted his head back, his head might hit her chin directly.

When he hugged her in the pavilion just now, her body was so light that he felt it was unbelievable. His strength had only recovered to half of its previous level. But when he held her in his arms, she felt as light as a feather, soft and fluffy. She had a sweet smell on her body and liked to rub against him with little movements.

My mind was suddenly filled with crazy thoughts.

At this moment, a sudden voice sounded.

"Miss, please don't tire yourself out. Let me push His Highness the Ninth Prince."

It was the maid named Yu'er who suddenly interrupted.

This is the new maid that Jiang Rao asked for from Jiang Qin after returning to Jinling. She grew up in Jinling and is more familiar with Jinling than Mingshao.

Yu'er waited all the way for Jiang Rao to assign her the job of pushing the wheelchair.

She had never seen a girl from a wealthy family serving others personally.

Even if the other party is the Ninth Prince, they, the servants, should just stand aside.

She had just been transferred to Jiang Rao's courtyard, and was afraid that she would not be diligent enough and would be blamed by her master after returning, so she volunteered.

Jiang Rao stopped walking.

Rong Ting's temper was much better than Master Jiu's in the dream, and not as weird and sinister. But she didn't know whether his habit of hating others touching him...had been cured.

But in his dream, if someone even touched him, he would want to kill that person on the spot.

She didn't want to take the risk.

The boy sitting in the wheelchair looked gloomy, frowned, and said, "No need."

Yu'er was protecting her master, and upon hearing this, she became somewhat dissatisfied with Rong Ting.

She was asking about her own daughter. The master hadn't said anything yet, so what was he saying?

Rong Ting, however, controlled the wheelchair and moved forward quickly, just like he did before.

But this time, even though the bluestone road was much bumpier than the path next to the small pavilion, it felt as stable as walking on flat road.

The wheelchair slipped out of Jiang Rao's hands, and Rong Ting turned around and looked at Jiang Rao.

Her pupils were clear, like a mirror, reflecting her thoughts at the moment.

He could tell at a glance that she was hesitating whether to let the maid push him. Thinking of this, Rong Ting felt a little annoyed. "I have regained the strength in my hands. I can walk by myself."

Jiang Rao was half-believing and half-doubting.

Rong Ting's five slender fingers, with distinct knuckles, clasped the armrest of the wheelchair, smiled gently, and said obediently and sensibly: "This place is close to the Tingyin Academy. If people see you getting too close to me, it will be bad for your reputation."

Jiang Rao said tentatively: "Why not let my maid take you there..."

"No."

Rong Ting lowered his thin lips and glanced at the maid. His gaze instantly turned cold, and the annoyance in his eyes was frank and obvious. "I'm afraid it will ruin my reputation."

…

Jiang Rao understood that he probably didn't like being touched by others.

And I felt that what he said sounded familiar.

Suddenly she recalled the night she ran into him shirtless, and the next day he acted like a girl, rushing ahead of her to say that his innocence was damaged...

No man would care about reputation as much as he does.

She just couldn't figure it out...

Why did he, a prince, live as if he had studied women's precepts and training in a women's virtue class?

He had a unique talent for learning and achieved success without a teacher.

…

Hu Li and Hu Tang are not easy to find.

Ming Shao went to get the list of guests invited to today's birthday party for Jiang Rao. Hu Li and Hu Tang were both on the list, and their mother, Mrs. Hu, was also invited.

But when Jiang Rao found Mrs. Hu, her twin daughters were not with her.

When Jiang Rao asked, Mrs. Hu looked as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

She kept apologizing, saying that her daughter had caused trouble for the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion.

Jiang Rao was a little confused.

Mrs. Hu was relieved to find that Jiang Rao was not here to call her to task.

"Li'er and Tang'er are unruly and wild, not even close to being girls. I misunderstood."

She said: "I thought they would behave themselves since I was attending someone else's birthday party today, but I didn't expect that they would disappear after just one performance. I sent servants to look for them, but they have not been found so far."

"If they cause trouble and cause trouble to me, you don't have to consider my face and just punish them directly."

Madam Hu said this gently and sincerely.

Jiang Rao had greeted her before she arrived. Madam Hu was the daughter of a former first-rank academician. When he met her in person, seeing how well-educated and gentle she was, it was hard to imagine that her daughter was as unruly and troublesome as she said.

I felt that it was just a self-deprecating remark made by Mrs. Hu when she introduced her daughter to others, and it was just a bit exaggerated.

She smiled at Madam Hu and said, "Madam, you are too modest. The two girls may have felt bored with the opera, so they went to enjoy the flowers and scenery in the mansion."

Jiang Rao thought about where girls of her age would be willing to go, and said, "I'll go look for them over at the lotus pond. If I have any news, I'll send someone to tell Madam."

After saying that, she took Mingshao and Yuer away and walked towards the lotus pond.

Madam Hu called after her: "Remember to look up at the tree more often!"

Jiang Rao choked suddenly.

Suddenly I realized that Hu Li and Hu Tang might really be as unusual as Mrs. Hu said.

After she left, Mrs. Hu looked at her back and sighed.

"I don't even expect Li'er and Tang'er to be even a bit like them. If they could make friends with a sensible girl like Fourth Miss Jiang, they would be able to learn something from her. That would be great."

She looked helpless and worried. "Forget it. As long as they don't scare people away, I'll be satisfied."

…

Although Hu Li and Hu Tang are twins, they do not look alike.

In Dazhao, twins have always been considered unlucky. If the boys are twins, at most only one can survive.

General Hu was stationed at the border all year round. The emperor took pity on his hard work and, because Hu Li and Hu Tang were both girls, he did not take the lives of his two children.

Even so, there are still many cold stares and criticisms. Even though their family was wealthy, their father was stationed far away in the border area and his influence was not in Jinling. In addition, due to their status as twins, they were never very welcome in the circle of noble ladies in Jinling.

This makes the relationship between the two sisters even closer.

They were squatting at the foot of a wall, whispering to each other.

"The soil under this dog hole is fresher than other places. A dog has just gone through it recently. But why don't I see any dog ​​in this house?"

"Look at the traces at the bottom of this dog hole. The dog came here frequently and went there more than once. Maybe it's nearby. If we look carefully, we may find it."

"Then let's look for it carefully."

"So when are we going back?"

"I'm not going back. It's more fun to look for a dog than to stay among those girls who smell like powder. I'll do it when I'm hungry."

The two were chatting and suddenly looked up at the same time.

"There are footsteps!"

The two men had been practicing martial arts since childhood, and were as light as a swallow. They quickly hid in the tree.

Jiang Rao turned the corner and looked at the empty

The long road was deserted, and she felt a little strange. She said to the maid beside her: "I just heard someone talking here, why is there no one here?"

The maid shook her head, also puzzled.

Jiang Rao thought about what Madam Hu had said, raised her head and glanced at the tree.

The leaves are thick and lush, the shadows of the trees are clustered, but there is no one to be seen.

She had no choice but to leave.

She thought she was more familiar with the Ning'an Marquis' Mansion than Mrs. Hu's servants and would be able to find Hu Li and Hu Tang. Unexpectedly, she was wrong.

After her footsteps faded away.

Hu Tang and Hu Li slid down from the tree.

They looked at each other and said, "She knew to look up the tree. Mother must have arranged for her to come find us."

They all sighed, "How annoying."

There was already a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

…

It's time for lunch.

Jiang Rao followed her mother, watching the dishes presented by the maids, paying special attention to see if there was the sweet soup she had dreamed of.

At this time, Ming Shao came over from a distance, approached her and said, "Miss, Miss Hu Li and Miss Hu Tang are back, and are with Madam Hu, preparing to have dinner."

Jiang Rao's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Take me there."

The banquet was bustling with people and very lively.

Liu's room was cold and desolate.

She sat by the window, looking out with heavy eyes, and her gaze was filled with jealousy and viciousness that she could hardly suppress.

When the personal maid came back, Liu stood up impatiently and asked, "Is everything done?"

The maid nodded. "The maid in the kitchen who was bribed has already written the sweet soup into today's menu. She will deliver the sweet soup to General Hu's two daughters in a while, and then leave through the back door to hide in the farm in the suburbs. No one will find out. Madam, don't worry, no one will know that the sweet soup mixed with laxatives has anything to do with you."

After hearing what the maid said, the jealousy and viciousness in Liu's eyes were replaced by a feeling of comfort and pride.

"I heard that General Hu's two daughters love sweet food the most. General Hu has no sons, only these two daughters, and he loves them to death. Those two girls are lawless, and they will definitely make a fuss if they are wronged."

She said firmly, "General Hu saved the old uncle once in his early years. If General Hu investigates, the old uncle will definitely not let Jiang Qin off."

The personal maid flattered: "Madam, the arrangement is good."

Liu sneered, "Isn't Jiang Qin's good daughter willing to share her mother's worries and help her mother in everything? This time I want to see what method she has to save her mother."

…

Jiang Rao found

When Hu Li and Hu Tang were walking, they bumped into a maid who was in a hurry.

The maid was holding an empty round plate in her hand. It seemed that she had just delivered the dishes to the table and was about to go back to the kitchen.

After bumping into Jiang Rao, he walked away hurriedly with his head down without saying a word.

Jiang Rao stopped, looked back and glanced at her.

Turned back quickly.

Her expression did not change before she turned around, but after she turned back, her eyes and voice became cold. She said to Yu'er, "Follow him."

Jiang Rao felt that the maid just now was a little strange.

Not only was his eyes flustered and he didn't dare look directly at others, but his steps were also alarmingly fast.

Perhaps it was that dream that made her suspicious and see enemies everywhere. Jiang Rao felt a little uneasy.

But even though the situation was extremely tense, she would not allow any abnormalities beyond her control to occur at the banquet hosted by her mother.

Jiang Rao turned back and continued walking forward.

When she approached the table and looked at the two girls beside Mrs. Hu, her expression changed.

The slight uneasiness just now instantly solidified into reality.

Although Hu Li and Hu Tang are twins, they look different.

Hu Li is a beautiful girl from a petite family, while Hu Tang is even more beautiful.

Jiang Rao couldn't tell who was Hu Li and who was Hu Tang.

The girl who looked more like Madam Hu was seen holding a white porcelain soup bowl and bringing it to her lips.

Her sleeves fell slightly, revealing her slender wrists and the green bracelets she was wearing.

Jiang Rao's face changed in horror. This was exactly the same scene as in her dream.

There is no sweet soup on the menu, why does it appear now?

But she had no time to think about it.

…

Hu Li had no idea that the sweet soup was different. He spent the whole morning running around looking for the dog but ended up with nothing. He didn't even see a hair of the dog. He was angry and thirsty. He was about to drink the soup when he heard a sweet female voice, "Excuse me!"

Caught off guard, the soup bowl was snatched away and fell back onto the table.

Half of the sweet soup in the bowl was shaken out and spilled onto the ground, and the air was filled with the sweet smell of sugar water.

While everyone around was stunned, Jiang Rao was the only one who looked down at the sweet soup spilled on the ground, feeling a little frightened.

Hu Li and Hu Tang had a bad impression of Jiang Rao when they first met her. Now looking at Jiang Rao, it was more like looking at a madman.

Hu Li's sweet soup was taken away from her, leaving her hands empty. She habitually raised her knife and wanted to chop at the person who took her things. She asked coldly, "Why did you take my soup?"

“There’s something wrong with the soup.”

Jiang Rao stared at the ground with a fixed gaze.

Her eyes became increasingly gloomy, and her brows gradually furrowed.

Hu Li and Hu Tang followed her gaze and lowered their eyes. They saw a few ants coming towards the spilled soup, smelling the sweetness.

I watched as the ants, without exception, touched the soup and then stopped.

Not moving, as if dead.

Hu Li and Hu Tang were both shocked.

I felt a chill down my spine.