Rong Ting was much more familiar with this situation.

He looked helpless, smiled indulgently, and said to Jiang Rao in an indulgent tone, "As long as you like it."

…

The head of the Xu family was the only invited guest.

He behaves in a low-key manner, stays alone in a corner, drinks tea and wine, seems indifferent to fame and fortune, and rarely communicates with others.

However, he stared at the empty seat next to Yan Nanxun, his eyes as experienced as an eagle, and lowered his voice to the servant beside him and said, "Take a message to the palace."

The servant contacted the palace maid, and the news brought by the head of the Xu family finally reached the ears of Empress Jiahe.

Yan Nanxun and several other prestigious gentlemen in the academy went to the old lady's birthday banquet. There were no classes in Bailu Academy, but the Seventeenth Prince did not have a single day to spare. He was still practicing calligraphy and reading under the supervision of the Grand Tutor.

Behind the curtain, the maid beside Empress Jiahe fanned her with a small fan and stared closely at the figure of the Seventeenth Prince writing.

If he relaxed even a little, her gaze would become slightly fixed, like a sharp needle, as if it could penetrate the curtain and fall on the Seventeenth Prince.

When the maid saw that she was unhappy, she would stop fanning herself for a moment.

It was not until the Seventeenth Prince heard the noise behind the curtain and straightened up again, and Empress Jiahe's gaze softened, that the maid felt relieved and continued to fan him with the small fan.

Listening to the news brought by the head of the Xu family, Queen Jiahe frowned slightly.

But she said indifferently: "Even if the cripple was invited to the birthday banquet of the old lady of the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion, everyone knows that he will not become a king in the future. How could anyone think highly of him? Even if someone really treats him well, it is for my sake."

In her heart, she was also afraid of Rong Ting's mad dog-like ruthlessness, but after knowing that the person who secretly helped Rong Ting was the idle Fourth Master Jiang, who only knew how to travel around and see the mountains and rivers and had no ambition at all, she became his backer...

She thought that no matter how smart this child was, he was short-sighted and thought that he was a great benefactor just because he found someone who could help him...

No matter how crazy a mad dog is, it is still just a dog and can never behave like a human.

Empress Jiahe uttered a cold "Ha".

I don't know what he's trying to do.

Trash taking care of trash.

Empress Jiahe's eyes were relaxed, without any pressure at all. "Go and tell my father that I know."

"only……"

"Go tell my father and tell him not to worry too much. It was Qin Yun who wanted to make me unhappy so she asked her brother-in-law to give Rong Ting the invitation. But in the Ning'an Marquis's mansion, Jiang Xingchuan is the boss and Jiang Xingzhou can't say anything. Why worry so much? As for Qin Yun..."

Empress Jiahe's eyes slowly turned cold, and she suddenly laughed sarcastically, "I have my own way of punishing her."

…

“I want to know too”

Jiang Jinxing was dissatisfied with Jiang Rao's decision to let Mingshao take him away, so he shook off Mingshao's hand, climbed up onto the stone table, stood on it, and tiptoed hard. In this way, he seemed to be able to grow an inch or two taller.

"I'm already so tall. I'm not a child anymore. I want to know what's going on at home."

Jiang Rao didn't want him to be too precocious, to understand too much at a young age and lose the joy of childhood early.

I just want Mingshao to take Jiang Jinxing back to the front hall and let him go play with other kids of his age.

But Jiang Jinxing has a stubborn temper. Once he makes up his mind about something, he won't turn back.

He was angry, his arms folded, and he sat cross-legged on the stone table, like a young monk who was meditating and angry at the same time, muttering to himself, "Sister, if you don't tell me, I will stay here and won't leave."

Ming Shao tried to carry Jiang Jinxing away, but the little guy was very stable and had taken root on the stone table like a mushroom, and she couldn't pull him out.

Ming Shao looked at Jiang Rao with resentment: "Miss, don't chase the young master away. He is the eldest son. If he knew some things earlier, his future would be easier."

Jiang Jinxing: "That's right."

Jiang Rao sighed, "But I just think he changed to a younger one..."

Jiang Jinxing lay depressedly on the stone table, with his arms and legs spread out to form an angry "大" character, almost covering the entire stone table.

Jiang Rao pinched his cheek like a dumpling, knowing that she couldn't drive him away, she asked him helplessly, "If I tell you, will you help me think of a solution?"

"I'll help, I'll help." Jiang Jinxing climbed up all at once, his eyes sparkling. But since he was young, he was stubborn and relied on his fists to beat people. He pointed at the tied-up maid and asked, "What's wrong with her? Sister, do you want me to beat her up?"

Yingyin, who had been tied up for a full hour, trembled violently.

Jiang Rao was about to explain to Jiang Jinxing, but was stopped by Ming Shao, "Girl, wait a minute."

Ming Shao lowered her head and whispered in Jiang Rao's ear, "Miss, the Ninth Prince is here too. Didn't you say that this shouldn't be known to others? Do you want me to send him away?"

Beside the stone table, Rong Ting sat there silently, quietly.

Ming Shao's voice was soft, but it made Rong Ting

His fingers tensed a little under his sleeves.

Jiang Rao: "I said not to let outsiders know, but he is not..."

Before Jiang Rao could utter the second word "outsider", she choked.

I think it’s not right for her to say that.

The rest of the words were quietly swallowed back into the stomach.

She glanced at Rong Ting.

Just now

Rong Ting was afraid of disturbing her, so he took the initiative to leave.

But as he spoke, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

His body was thin and he looked as if he was about to melt in the sun, and his face was as pale as snow.

She couldn't bear it, so she asked him to stay.

Jiang Rao said to Ming Shao again: "His Highness the Ninth Prince is not a man who talks nonsense. His leg injury can't stand the tossing and turning, don't let him go, going back and forth will delay his recovery."

The master and servant spoke in a very low voice, and a person with normal hearing would not be able to hear clearly even if they were just a few steps away.

But Huai Qing saw a faint blush behind his master's ears.

…

Jiang Jinxing couldn't wait to hear the whole story and tugged at Jiang Rao's sleeve restlessly.

Jiang Rao pointed at the bound maid and said, "My aunt sent her to poison the two guests who attended the banquet today and General Hu's two daughters, in order to ruin my mother's reputation. I had something to do and was looking for the two sisters. I happened to run into them, so I arrested them here and tortured them. I found out that my aunt was the mastermind behind it."

Jiang Jinxing's face turned red with anger after listening to only half of it. When he heard the second half, he clenched his fists tightly and said, "I'll bite her to death!"

"Let's leave this matter to grandfather and see what he says."

But Jiang Rao sighed and said with worry, "I just don't know when grandpa will be able to come over."

She estimated that it might take until the banquet was over at the latest.

Until then, she had to stay here and watch.

Even if you are bored, you have to wait.

A pair of slender hands stretched out, pressing the oil paper bag in front of Jiang Rao with their fingertips, and their fingers, as white as jade, pushed the jujube paste cake a little closer to her.

"Eat something first, don't be anxious before the old man comes."

Rong Ting spoke in a gentle and soothing voice. After he finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Jinxing and uttered only two short words, "Come here."

He waved towards Jiang Jinxing.

Jiang Jinxing jumped off the stone table and came in front of Rong Ting.

Rong Tinghuan was not satisfied, "Come with me and go see that maid."

But when they reached the center of the courtyard, away from the stone table, Rong Ting stopped.

He narrowed his eyes.

The upturned corners of his eyes and the cold gaze made his narrow and long phoenix eyes look a bit evil when he narrowed them slightly.

Rong Ting tilted his head and looked at Jiang Jinxing, "You said just now that you wanted to bite someone?"

Jiang Jinxing gnashed his back teeth and waved his clenched fist in the air, "Not only should I bite, it would be best if I bite it to death."

"If a dog bites you, you bite it, and you will end up with a mouth full of fur." ​​Rong Ting's voice was as light as a string, and he said coldly, "Only a reckless man would do that."

"So what should we do?"

Rong Ting glanced at him.

His pupils were illuminated by the sunlight, becoming lighter in color and as clean as glass.

"The throat is cut open, and blood is drained drop by drop until the person is almost dead. When there is only one breath left, an iron skewer is used to pierce the body, gut it, skin it, remove its bones, and chop it into a pig."

——This is what he felt in his heart.

It is not actually specified.

Just smiling and keeping silent.

The yard was quiet and windless for a long time, and the thick shade under the tree remained motionless.

There were so many people around that Rong Ting was silent for a while, but he changed the subject and asked Jiang Jinxing, "Do you want to help your sister call your grandfather?"

Jiang Jinxing nodded heavily, "I do."

Rong Ting curled his lips into a smile, with a hint of ruffian in his carefree expression.

Like a beautiful bastard, lawless.

"I'll teach you."

He said.

…

After a cup of tea

Jiang Jinxing, who was crying and hiccuping, threw himself into his grandfather's arms, sobbing loudly.

But apart from whimpering "Grandpa" and "Grandpa", he didn't say anything else.

The old man was so anxious.

"Who bullied my precious grandson like this?"

Seeing this scene, the guests who were having a pleasant conversation with the old man became worried that there might be a conflict between their children and Jiang Jinxing, and they wanted to find out more.

"What happened, young master?"

But Jiang Jinxing cried for a while, sniffed, wiped his tears, and said, "Grandpa, I'm fine. Grandma's birthday party is more important. I'm fine. I won't disturb Grandpa anymore."

He didn't say a single useful word, just acted like a good kid.

He slipped out of Ning Anbo's arms, turned around and ran back in the direction he came from, but continued to whimper loudly.

"Why is this child so well behaved..."

"You cried like that, but you said you were fine."

"Uncle, you should go and take care of such a young child. Don't let anything happen to him."

Earl Ning An listened to everyone's advice, looked at his grandson's back with worry, and hurriedly ordered the servant to chase after him.

…

Jiang Rao was in a hurry to find Jiang Jinxing.

Just now, Jiang Jinxing suddenly burst into tears and ran out, as if he had encountered an evil spirit.

Being chased around the yard by her father and beaten, she developed an incredible speed. None of the maids could catch her, and she would disappear in an instant.

But when she hurriedly walked out for a distance, she ran into the servant who was carrying Jiang Jinxing back.

The person following behind with unsteady steps was my grandfather.

The old man heard the whole story from Jiang Jinxing halfway through the journey, and flew into a rage. He pulled Jiang Rao and looked her up and down, "Isn't Niannian scared?"

Just now, after the servant caught up with Jiang Jinxing, Jiang Jinxing told him everything in a whimpering voice.

The child was so frightened by the poisonous sweet soup that he said he couldn't eat and pinched his stomach, saying he was hungry.

"How dare she harm General Hu's daughter!" When the old man saw the maid tied up in the yard, he knew that what his grandson had said to him on the way was true. He was so angry that his hands were shaking, "She has no sense of propriety!"

"I, the Ning'an Marquis' Mansion, will not tolerate such a vicious woman."

Jiang Jinxing burped with joy.

The old man looked at him and patted his back, calming him down after he stopped crying but still couldn't stop his hiccups. "Look at what that vicious woman did to scare my grandson."

Jiang Jinxing hiccuped even more loudly after hearing this, and stretched out his chubby hands to gesture exaggeratedly, "That soup is sweet. If you drink it, the child will die."

He squinted his eyes, and the effect of the acupuncture point on his crying point wore off. He had no more tears, so he burped loudly, "I, I dare not drink sweet soup again, wuwuwu!"

"Be good." Jiang Jinxing looked just like Fourth Master Jiang. When the old uncle looked at him, he would think of his own youngest son when he was little, and he felt so distressed. "Don't be afraid, Grandfather will take care of it for you."

Jiang Jinxing nodded with trust.

There were traces of tears on his round face, and his moist eyes blinked. He smiled quietly at Jiang Rao as if seeking credit.

That smile seemed to be saying - I'm awesome.

Jiang Rao understood what he meant, but she was stunned and had no idea what had happened during the time her brother was away.

She thought her brother was possessed by evil spirits and saw something bad.

So, he went to call his grandfather?