Jiang Rao hadn't been back to Jinling for many years. When she came back, she didn't recognize many people except those she had frequently visited before.
She glanced behind her.
Neither Ming Shao nor the maid from her aunt's palace followed.
Behind me, the red palace wall is only a few dozen steps away from the corner, and there is no one on the road.
There was no one to ask who the girl with tears in her eyes was. Jiang Rao was not so kind that he would rashly chase after the girl and offer her a handkerchief without even knowing her character or family background.
She was crying like this, maybe she had a fight with someone.
Jiang Rao just wanted to watch the show and didn't want to get involved.
She just glanced back at Shen Xiuying's back and then looked away.
He was not curious about who was the person who made Shen Xiuying cry at the other end of the corner. He looked around, looking for the white cat.
The cat walked on the narrow palace wall, as if it was the little master of this land, with its round head tilted back and its fat tail raised, it walked forward, twisting its steps.
Greeted by the cold gaze of the young man under the wall, he seemed frightened and his white hair suddenly stood up.
She turned her head and threw herself into Jiang Rao's arms.
Rong Ting's gaze lingered on the cat for a moment, his eyes slightly cold.
Huai Qing stared at the white cat that flew behind the wall, "What a cute white cat."
Rong Ting said coldly: "There's nothing cute about it."
There is boredom in the eyes.
"Go on and tell me what you have found out," he said.
Huai Qing said "Oh", thought for a moment, and recalled what he had just been interrupted about. He continued, "Your Highness the Ninth Prince is looking for the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion, the Fourth House and their family."
"Master Jiang has a daughter who will be coming of age in two years. Her name is Jiang Rao, for sure."
"When I went to inquire this morning, I heard that they had just returned from Yecheng today."
Rong Ting's eyes were filled with fatigue, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I understand."
He steered the wheelchair and turned it around.
Huai Qing asked in a low voice: "Master, don't you want to go to Gongyan to find someone?"
"No need."
He was too impatient.
I thought that she might return to Jinling and attend the palace banquet. I just thought of taking a look at it at the palace banquet.
But he also knew in his heart that even if she really wanted to go back to Jinling, he would definitely get ahead of her by riding day and night.
He is already in Jinling, so she may not be there yet.
Even if she came back, her family had not been in Jinling for many years, so she probably wouldn't receive an invitation to the palace banquet. She should not be present at today's palace banquet.
He just...just wanted to see her so badly.
Those who only have ten thousand
Whenever there was a chance that she might be there, even though I knew she wouldn't be there, I couldn't help but go and take a look.
Turning around, I saw the figure in the wheelchair, looking lonely and chilly.
But his eyes were as sharp as a wolf cub at night, and he was determined to go all out when hunting for food.
Since she is in Jinling.
Sooner or later, it will come to him.
…
The fat white cat pounced into Jiang Rao's arms, but didn't find a good position and kicked Jiang Rao in the face.
Jiang Rao was caught off guard and took a small step back, her ears ringing from the impact.
The heavy little chubby cat slid into her arms at this moment, and meowed as if admitting its mistake.
It took Jiang Rao a while to recover from the buzzing tinnitus.
There seemed to be voices talking at the other end of the corner, but she couldn't hear anything because the cat pounced on her.
At this moment, my forehead hurts a little.
There was another meow in my arms.
Jiang Rao had no intention of arguing with the little animal, but after hearing it meow twice, she felt even more helpless. She pinched its nose and gently taught it, "Don't run around next time, Pomegranate."
She held the cat, her fingers tightly wrapped around its furry tail to prevent it from escaping again.
Holding the heavy fat cat in her arms, Jiang Rao took it and walked back to Concubine Yun's palace.
After turning the corner, the figure that was walking away in the opposite direction of Jiang Rao suddenly stopped.
Huai Qing saw Rong Ting suddenly stop, and he also stopped walking, "Master, do you want to go back to Gong Yan to take a look again?"
Huai Qing didn't know the real reason why Rong Ting went to the palace banquet.
Rong Ting kept her thoughts to herself and would not tell him.
He thought Rong Ting wanted to go to the palace banquet just to join in the fun.
After all, he is just a fourteen-year-old boy and it is normal for him to want to join in the fun.
But the master he followed was a little pitiful.
Because his two legs were injured and he needed to rest, the Queen Mother gave a direct oral order, forbidding him to attend the banquet.
Rong Ting didn't hear Huai Qing's question at all.
His body trembled slightly, "Huai Qing, did you hear someone talking?"
He even controlled his wheelchair, turned quickly and headed for the corner.
Huai Qing was not as good as Rong Ting in practicing martial arts in his childhood.
His sight and hearing were like those of an ordinary person, and he heard nothing. He shook his head and said, "I heard nothing."
The wheels of the wheelchair rolled over the bluestone road, and Rong Ting had already reached the corner.
There was no one on the road after the corner.
Only the lonely wind blows the willows against the palace walls.
Rong Ting's brows knitted tightly together, his obsession was too deep,
His temples ached.
Did he hear it wrong?
My eye sockets felt a little dry.
…
Shen Qinying ran for a long distance.
He pressed his hand against his chest, gasping for breath, barely recovering from the shock.
In the eyes of the people, the future emperor is a god of war who, even though he has disabled legs, can still sit in the military camp, command soldiers, and win every battle.
He is also a cold-blooded tyrant with erratic moods and ruthless tactics.
But she had seen how specially he treated the little maidservant beside him, and she had also heard some rumors.
After falling into the water and being reborn, she calculated the time.
The maid was someone he met after he ascended the throne.
This time, she will meet the Ninth Prince earlier than her, and take the lead, so that that specialness will fall on her.
Shen Qinying clenched her fists tightly, her eyes full of unwillingness.
The position of being the mother of the country is so tempting.
If the problem is not the time, then the problem is the person.
In this case
She would not let that lowly servant girl appear beside Rong Ting again.
Shen Xiuying recalled the face of the little girl who always timidly followed the new emperor in her memory.
A moment of doubt flashed through my mind.
Why did she feel like she had seen this face before after she was reborn?
But when would she pay attention to the appearance of those lowly maids?
It’s strange, where has she seen this face before?
…
Jiang Qinshi learned from Concubine Yun that Rong Ting had returned to Jinling.
They learned that the Jinyiwei who brought Rong Ting back had traveled day and night and arrived in Jinling two days earlier than them.
Not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Along the way, the husband was worried and kept on traveling, worrying about how to tell his daughter after returning to Jinling that they would never return to Yecheng.
Unexpectedly, the person her husband was trying so hard to avoid was already waiting in Jinling.
She really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Originally, Jiang Qinshi was more open-minded about marrying off her daughter than Jiang Siye. Now that it happened by coincidence, she felt that it was time to just go with the flow.
No matter whether he is the Ninth Prince or not, with that face there, she really has nothing to be dissatisfied with.
"Don't tell anyone else about the Ninth Prince's return," said Jiang Qin.
Otherwise, if her husband finds out, he’ll probably get sick from anger.
Concubine Yun agreed and asked, "That young boy is the Ninth Prince's business. Don't you know that he changes every year?"
Jiang Qin said: "The Fourth Master didn't want to tell Nian Nian that the child was the Ninth Prince. But I saw that Nian Nian seemed to have guessed something."
She said: "These two children almost got engaged when they were young."
"I didn't enter the palace at that time. Fortunately, the engagement was not finalized." Concubine Yun snorted, "Otherwise, the queen's son would be my niece's fiancé. I would be sick to death."
"The Queen always brags in front of others about how hard it is for her to raise this child. It's annoying to hear."
Jiang Qin thought back to the recent nights when she had long conversations with her husband.
Said: "Perhaps the Queen doesn't treat the child as well as she seems."
"It's just not that good." Jiang Rao came back with the cat and stuffed the cat back into Concubine Yun's arms. "Aunt, please take care of Shi Liu. It always wants to run away."
"This little bad cat!" Concubine Yun scolded, hugging Shi Liu in her arms, "You don't act like my pet. You always want to catch mice in those uninhabited palaces in the West Palace."
Concubine Yun grabbed the pomegranate and turned to look at Jiang Rao, "What did you just say? It's not that good?"
Jiang Rao sat back down at the table, asked the maid for a handkerchief to wipe her face, and said, "The queen doesn't treat the ninth prince that well."
Jiang Qin thought to herself: My daughter has indeed guessed that it is the Ninth Prince.
"Not that good?" Concubine Yun sneered, "But when I see her sincere and loving motherly look, I think she treats the Ninth Prince less well than her own son, but she is still a qualified mother."
"It's rare to see a woman like this." Concubine Yun said in annoyance, "Even if I don't have children, I will never raise someone else's children, let alone treat someone else's children as my own."
"The Ninth Prince broke his leg, and it might be related to the Queen." Jiang Rao knew that there were ears in the palace, so she whispered into Concubine Yun's ear and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
"I'm 90 percent sure," she added.
Concubine Yun was shocked at first, and then her eyes lit up, "If we can find evidence, won't we be able to teach this woman a lesson?"
Jiang Rao, who wanted a helper to deal with the Queen, nodded immediately.
…
Jiang Rao, it is easy to enter Concubine Yun’s Shuxiang Palace, but it is difficult to leave Concubine Yun’s Shuxiang Palace.
Concubine Yun insisted on keeping her in the palace for a few days.
Jiang Qin thought about the Jiang family's mess and those annoying relatives, and felt that letting her daughter stay in Shuxiang Palace would give her a lot of peace and quiet.
Jiang Rao stayed here.
When she was about to fall asleep at night, she hugged her pillow and felt a little uncomfortable.
This unpleasant feeling was less severe in the past two days, but in the past few days, as the time since leaving Yecheng has increased, this unpleasant feeling has become more and more intense.
Worried about Rong Ting’s leg injury.
Sometimes she wanted to dream, to dream about how he was doing; but sometimes she was afraid to dream that he was not doing well. She couldn't go back immediately and could only worry.
I couldn't sleep, so I got up and saw the pomegranate rolling around in the moonlight in the yard. I reached out and scooped it up in my arms.
This white cat of her aunt likes to stick to her the most these days.
It would be nice if Rong Ting was like a pomegranate, within reach.
Jiang Rao pinched Shi Liu's two little fat legs for a while. After she fell asleep, Shi Liu's two little fat legs and big tail kept shaking in her dreams.
In her dream, she chased the pomegranate towards a yard.
After hugging the pomegranate, he looked up and saw Rong Ting.
He was drunk, his clothes were open, and he was lying in the yard, looking lost and decadent.
Before she could figure out in her dream why Rong Ting was in the palace and why he was so drunk, she was awakened by a rustling sound.
Pomegranate's claws grabbed the lotus pink dress she was wearing next to her skin. It opened its big round cat eyes, meowed, and suddenly rushed out of the window.
It's still dark and I don't know what time it is.
Jiang Rao looked at Xiaoyi disappearing beside the couch and the white shadow rushing out, and instantly woke up.
Girls' underwear should never be thrown around.
If it is picked up by someone with ulterior motives, it will definitely ruin your reputation.
She hurriedly got dressed and went to bed, chasing after the pomegranate. Thinking about this scene which overlapped with her dream, she felt a little bit unbelievable in her heart.
Is this dream true too?
But Rong Ting was clearly not in Jinling, but in Yecheng.
…
Rong Ting knew about Jiang Rao's stay in Shuxiang Palace.
Knowing that she was the legitimate daughter of Mr. Jiang Siye of the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion, he quickly found out all the noble families that had good and bad relations with her family, and learned that she had an aunt who was a noble concubine in the palace.
He waited for her for two days, but she didn't come to see him.
It was as if she had really abandoned him.
Rong Ting's eyes were red, and the dark thoughts in his heart were clamoring so loudly that it was uncomfortable.
…
In Yecheng, when he didn't know where Jiang Rao had gone, Rong Ting asked everywhere he could.
When I asked the old doctor in the clinic, he also knew nothing.
Rong Ting's eyes were red in front of the old doctor, and his voice was hoarse, "She left me behind."
The old doctor felt sorry for him and advised, "Maybe... she didn't mean it."
"My wife also abandoned me." The old doctor, who always smiled in a frivolous way, stopped smiling. "She clearly said she would grow old with me, but she didn't. But I know it wasn't her will, so I can't blame her or blame her."
"Young Master, that little girl may have her reasons."
…
Rong Ting's throat felt clogged.
He wanted to stop her and ask her in person, but he was afraid that if he asked an answer he didn't want to hear, he would no longer be able to control the dark thoughts in his heart.
Lock it up and hide it.
Make her feel pain and make her feel uncomfortable.
I don't want to make her feel too painful or uncomfortable.
He ordered the two eunuchs, Si Ying and Huai Qing, to leave. It was the first time he drank alcohol.
He drank to drown his sorrows and got completely drunk.
…
Jiang Rao chased after Shi Liu, becoming more and more annoyed.
Her little clothes were dropped by it halfway, and its sharp claws tore the clothes into pieces. Jiang Rao picked them up bit by bit, and saw that there were several pieces of clothes pressed under Shi Liu's claws. She felt angry and annoyed, and imitated her aunt's tone, calling Shi Liu a bad cat.
I finally caught the pomegranate, but I felt that the scene was exactly the same as in my dream. I looked up and my heart started beating wildly.
Rong Ting was right in front of her.
In this spacious, shady yard with tall trees, he opened his arms and his clothes were soaked.
Jiang Rao was holding the cat in her arms, stunned.
She was sweating all over as she chased the cat. Amid the sound of her rapid heartbeat, she suddenly remembered the rumor that her aunt had told her during the day about some palaces west of the imperial city being haunted.
Looking down, the moonlight enveloped the boy's face, which was red from the smell of alcohol. His figure was between that of a young man and a teenager, and his thin and tough chest was slightly wet.
Really, like a sexy ghost.
Jiang Rao couldn't help but touch his forehead.
The forehead is hot.
It's a human.
She breathed a sigh of relief and loosened her hand, but when she pulled her hand back, a sudden force grabbed her wrist tightly.
The drunk man opened his drunken eyes.
He chuckled, "I dreamed of you again."
Before Jiang Rao could react, her wrist was pulled forward by the burning force.
With his slender fingers clasping the back of the girl’s head in his arms, Rong Ting rested his forehead against hers.
Even if it's a dream...
"It's good to see you."
His fingers suddenly exerted a little force.
There was a warm feeling on Jiang Rao's lips.
But he held my head so tightly that I didn't even have the space to escape.
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