Chapter 180: Past life (knife, torture, He) The male protagonist's perspective is the main past life (knife, torture, He) The male protagonist's perspective is the main
In the 25th year of Yuande, Emperor Zhaowu died suddenly in the palace, and the third prince Rong Dan succeeded to the throne.
However, everyone knows that Rong Dan is just a puppet emperor.
The one who truly holds power is the ninth prince Rong Ting, who has disabled legs.
Rong Dan only sat on the throne for a few short years. After a few years, the laws were changed and new policies were implemented. No one in the court dared to use Rong Ting's injured legs as an excuse anymore. The country changed hands and fell into Rong Ting's hands.
On the eve of his enthronement, Rong Ting returned home.
After returning home, the person who came to greet him was not the one he wanted to see.
A few years ago, three months after Rong Dan ascended the throne, he took advantage of Rong Ting's efforts to quell the war in Tuzhou and exiled all the families in the capital who had been his enemies.
The Jiang family of Ning'an Earl's Mansion is one of them.
In June, Rong Ting returned from Tuzhou and happened to see a branch of the Jiang family being exiled to the border.
He recognized Jiang Rao at a glance.
When he was recuperating in Yecheng, his family thought he was the murderer who drugged the horse and they had a dispute.
Later I heard that he had found the real murderer and was looking for him.
Rong Ting suddenly became interested, pointed at Jiang Rao, and said to his attendant, "Buy back his indenture."
After all these years, this was the first time that the followers saw Rong Ting showing interest in a woman. When they saw Jiang Rao, they understood a little bit.
The girl from the fourth room of the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion is famous for her beauty in Jinling.
He followed and completed the tasks assigned by Rong Ting.
Jiang Rao became Rong Ting's personal servant. Every time Rong Ting came back, he would come out to greet her early.
But not today.
Rong Ting looked unhappy and asked coldly, "Where's Jiang Rao?"
An attendant lowered his head and stepped forward to answer: "Miss Jiang is sick."
Rong Ting's face became even more unhappy, "Bring him here."
When the attendant left and found Jiang Rao, he reminded him, "When you are in front of the master later, you must be gentle. The master looks very angry."
Jiang Rao nodded and hurried over.
He lowered his head and walked tremblingly to Rong Ting's side, unbuttoning his cloak for him, his fingers clenched and he dared not even breathe.
Suddenly, someone grabbed my chin.
Rong Ting pinched his chin and stared at his face carefully.
His face was pale and the color of his lips had faded a bit.
He bit his lip and chuckled in a devilish way, "I was away for only a few days, and you've become so sick?"
Jiang Rao didn't dare to speak.
No matter what he said, he was met with ridicule.
He pinched Jiang Rao's slender neck, and the movement of his fingertips looked gentle and affectionate. "Or did you hear that your cousin Pei was demoted, and you feel sad?"
Jiang Rao still didn't dare to answer.
Everyone in the mansion called him Master Jiu. He knew that he was in a high position and had guessed that he was the Ninth Prince who once had the power to cover the sky with one hand, but everyone in the mansion told him that he was not.
But now, he is about to ascend the throne, how could it not be?
Seeing that he remained silent, Rong Ting's smiling face suddenly turned cold, "I was the one who bought you back. When your family was in trouble, your cousin Pei didn't dare to say a word for the sake of his future. A scholar from a small family only has his future in mind, and you are still sad for him?"
He loosened his grip on Jiang Rao's neck. There was still a scalding warmth under his fingertips. He rubbed his fingertips and asked, "Want to see a doctor?"
Jiang Rao shook her head.
He knew that Pei Songyu was implicated by him.
He wanted to see his parents so badly. When he heard Pei Songyu ask someone to pass a letter to him saying that his parents had been settled in Qingshan Town, he really wanted to go.
But she was still caught by the man in front of her.
It also implicated my cousin.
When the Jiang family was in trouble, Pei Songyu didn't dare to help. Jiang Rao felt resentful, but he also knew that Pei Songyu could not save them.
Rong Ting saw that he was so sick and pale, and he was still shaking his head at him in a stubborn manner without saying a word. He felt an uncontrollable anxiety in his heart, and his eyes narrowed slightly, "Why look for a doctor? The place where Pei Songyu was exiled is barren, I'm afraid he will die soon."
"Since you are so worried about him, why not just go to hell with him?"
The man's voice was deep and pleasant, but his tone was quite sarcastic.
Jiang Rao just listened and didn't refute.
Rong Ting pressed his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, veins popping out on the back of his hands, and his whole temperament was so sinister that it was difficult to approach him. He gritted his teeth and left with a sneer.
Jiang Rao was very sick. She went back to the house and quickly lay down, curled up into a ball.
Qingzhu, the maid next door, knocked on his door and called him Nian Nian, "The doctor is here."
"Didn't you call the doctor?"
Qing Zhu said, "Master Jiu ordered me to do this. How dare I guess what he is thinking."
The person who came was the only female traveling doctor in the capital. After she took Jiang Rao's pulse and wrote a prescription, she secretly handed Jiang Rao a piece of paper.
It's a letter.
Jiang Rao secretly unfolded it and was horrified. She tore the paper into pieces and burned it before anyone saw it.
Rong Ting was a bloodthirsty person by nature, and there were often wars on the border. Only half a year after he ascended the throne, he left the capital and went to the northern border to fight.
During the time when he was away, Jiang Rao took the medicine that the female traveling doctor gave him.
The female traveling doctor was arranged by Pei Songyu. What she brought to Jiang Rao was a drug that could cause her to fake death.
There is one more news.
Pei Songyu was not demoted to the wilderness at all, but his official position was transferred. It was no longer the lucrative position he had before, but he still had a lot of real power.
Jiang Rao couldn't understand why Rong Ting would lie to him. He was worried about his parents and hesitated for a long time. Finally, he swallowed the pill, thinking that he could leave here. However, sadness diluted his joy and he shed a string of tears.
The snow fell earlier that year than in previous years, and Rong Ting won this battle much faster than before.
He already knew in the camp that his little maid was gone, so his tactics were much more aggressive than in the previous times, with corpses everywhere and blood flowing like a river.
The first thing he did after returning to Beijing was to dig up Jiang Rao's grave.
Looking at the white bones and rotten flesh inside, Rong Ting's three thousand black hairs turned into white snow, and his hair turned white overnight.
Later, he often woke up in the middle of the night.
In the past few years, when Jiang Rao was still around, he always liked to call him over and ask him to warm his bed.
He was different from the others, he liked the smell of him, and if he held his hand, he could always have a good sleep.
He didn't know at that time that without this person, he would never be able to sleep again.
Rong Ting waited for three years, begged for the soul-guiding lamp, signed the soul-guiding contract, and waited another three years to guard the lamp.
He did not believe in theocracy or the theory of souls, but he was desperate and had no other choice.
In the third year, the lamp was stolen by a prostitute in the brothel.
He did find it, but Rong Ting suddenly felt extremely panicked. He kept waiting until the last moment of the lighting period, but nothing around him changed and it collapsed with a loud bang.
He knew that there was no god and no afterlife in this number.
Rong Ting wanted to die, and if there was another war, he would go there in person. Even though his legs were broken, he would always put himself in the most dangerous situation.
In the seventh year of Yuanxi, he was trapped in the snowy mountains. He had a way to escape, but when he thought about how boring it would be to live like this, he suddenly became cold-hearted and stopped moving.
This is good, he can still deceive himself.
If only it were snowing there, he would definitely watch the snow in the yard.
The snow falls all over my body, and my hair turns white.
Deep reflection, I know, you don’t know.
His position in his life is like this snow, ultimately just a passerby.
He let the snowflakes fall layer by layer, burying him like a snowman, until he heard footsteps.
Someone stopped beside him and asked softly, with disbelief, "Master Jiu?"
Rong Ting raised his eyes and saw the person he had been thinking about day and night.
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