When the fourth prince thought about how he had only received gifts from Nanny Ji before, but had never done anything for her, he felt uncomfortable and could not help but frowning, "Aren't you worried that you have wrongly blamed Nanny Ji?"
He hesitated a little, and said to Empress Jiahe: "I met my grandfather a few days ago. When I mentioned Nanny Ji, my grandfather said that she was someone he had worked hard to train, and it was difficult for her to make mistakes."
The fourth prince’s maternal grandfather was Empress Jiahe’s biological father, the now retired head of the Xu family.
"Father can also misjudge people sometimes." Empress Jiahe said confidently without any disturbance in her eyes, "But I was not wrong."
She slowly raised her eyes, tapped the porcelain surface of the teacup with her golden fingertips, and said without allowing anyone to refute her, "Mother Ji has indeed betrayed her master."
"Last time, when the Seventeenth Prince was shooting arrows in front of all the concubines in the back garden, Concubine Yun pointed out to him that there was something wrong with the target. I was wondering how Concubine Yun could have such a good eye at that time. It turned out that it was Nanny Ji who reported it."
"If there are traitors, we would rather kill them by mistake than let them go, otherwise it will ruin our Xu family's great cause."
Empress Jiahe's voice was very calm, but her eyes revealed an unconcealable viciousness.
"What's more, Nanny Ji did have two hearts, and she deserved to die. How could she be worthy of our sympathy?"
…
The time has just come.
Huai Qing works in the palace and always gets up early.
On the old lady's birthday, he knew that his master attached great importance to it, so he got up half an hour earlier than usual.
The leaves on the roadside were covered with frost.
Huai Qing thought that he could finally wake up in front of Rong Ting, but after entering Rong Ting's room, he saw that Rong Ting was already awake, with his back facing away from him.
Huai Qing sometimes couldn't figure out how many hours the little prince slept a day.
Maybe it was much shorter than he imagined.
Rong Ting did not look back.
A voice rang out, "Prepare the carriage and head to the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion now."
Huai Qing was stunned for a moment, "Don't we have to wait for Mr. Yan?"
"Let's go first and wait for you outside the Ning'an Marquis's residence. Tell your personal servant about this matter."
Huai Qing didn't know what Rong Ting's plan was, but he didn't dare to ask more.
According to Rong Ting's instructions, he first informed Yan Nanxun's personal servant, then found a carriage and a coachman, and waited under the carriage for Rong Ting to come out.
In late spring and early summer, even when it gets hot, when the sun is not out, there is a chilly chill in the air.
Rong Ting walked out of Bailu Academy slowly in a thin white dress,
When I saw him, I couldn't help but feel cold for him.
I couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, it's still early, do you want to go back and buy some clothes?"
“No need.”
Rong Ting held a wooden box in his arms and walked to the carriage. He handed the two or three feet wide long box to Huai Qing and said, "Put it in the carriage."
Huai Qing took the wooden box, looked at the frost on the leaves beside the road, and then glanced at Rong Ting's thin clothes. He was a little worried that Rong Ting might be injured.
He advised, "Your Highness, the Fourth Lady specifically told me that you are weak and cannot get sick. Please listen to my advice and go back to change your clothes."
Rong Ting's eyes were originally cold and impatient.
After hearing Huai Qing's words, his eyes suddenly softened.
There was even a hint of smile in his eyes.
"Did she really say that?"
"That's natural." Huai Qing said.
His Highness the Ninth Prince is weak and cannot withstand the cold. Huai Qing heard Jiang Rao say this word for word.
And he took every word of Jiang Rao to heart.
The fourth girl was a kind-hearted person. Not only did she give him a reward of half a year's salary in silver notes, she also brought his younger brother from the countryside to the capital, and let him use the reward money to rent a house for his brother to live in. She also found a way to get his brother admitted to the school in Jinling.
Among the eunuchs in the deep palace, how many have the blessing of being reunited with their families?
Even if it was just to win people's hearts, it would be possible to do this...
He never even thought about seeing his brother again in this life.
Therefore, even though he had seen Rong Ting's brutal side, Huai Qing still performed his duties conscientiously and never thought of leaving.
Although he was serving Rong Ting, Huai Qing often felt that he belonged to Fourth Miss Jiang.
"If you get frozen, the fourth girl will be worried."
The smile that was only vaguely visible in Rong Ting's eyes just now reached the corner of his eyes this time.
The narrow, upturned eyes curved and drooped as she smiled, and her voice seemed to be tinged with laughter, with a deep and magnetic tone that could vibrate one's ears. "I will listen to her."
Huai Qing said enthusiastically: "Then I will go back and get a cloak for His Highness?"
But Rong Ting said again, "No need."
After saying that, he controlled the wheelchair and entered the carriage along the long board that was installed to facilitate the wheelchair to get on and off.
People who practice martial arts are not so afraid of the cold.
What's more, he had spent many of the coldest winters wearing only thin clothes.
Huai Qing: “…”
No matter whether it was the left eye or the right eye, he couldn't tell that the Ninth Prince was obedient.
He followed Rong Ting and entered the carriage.
The disobedient Ninth Prince closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
I guess he won't listen to anything he says.
Huai Qing was helpless and never mentioned asking Rong Ting to wear an extra cloak again.
…
It's one street away from Ning'an Marquis's Mansion.
Rong Ting, who had been dozing with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes.
He leaned against the window, glanced outside, and asked the coachman to stop.
Huai Qing reminded him, "Your Highness, you can't exchange it for the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion."
"Stop the car." Rong Ting said to the coachman without changing his tone.
Huai Qing couldn't help feeling a little anxious.
You're wearing so little clothes, yet you insist on getting off the bus. Are you going to get sick before you stop?
He was not worthy of the fourth lady's instructions.
He blamed him for saying that the fourth girl would be worried if she knew about this, and then asked his master to take advantage of this.
Rong Ting left the carriage for a moment.
Huai Qing saw him talking for a while with several servants who came out from the direction of Ning'an Marquis's Mansion, but he didn't know what Rong Ting asked.
After talking to four or five people, he returned to the carriage.
He said to Huai Qing, "Give me the wooden box."
Huai Qing handed over the wooden box.
After a moment, he watched Rong Ting take out a dark green and red outer coat from a wooden box and put it on calmly.
Although the boy sits in a wheelchair every day, his illness is almost entirely due to his pale skin color and has nothing to do with his height.
His broad shoulders and narrow waist have already given him the outline of a tall figure in the future.
The dark red color suits his face extremely well. Even when sitting in a wheelchair, he has an aura of coldness, arrogance and nobility.
Huai Qing lowered his eyes and saw several coats neatly stacked in the wooden box.
The Ninth Prince's clothes have always been of simple styles, with only slightly different colors.
Huai Qing looked at the outer garments and thought that he had once again misjudged what the Ninth Prince wanted to do.
He had never guessed what the Ninth Prince was thinking.
As he lowered his head in silence, he felt a gaze falling on him.
A voice sounded in the car at the same time.
"I said I would listen to her."
Rong Ting tied the belt around his waist slowly and methodically, with his eyes lowered.
His narrow and long fox eyes and thin lips that even when he was not smiling had a slight arc when he smiled, made his face far from being dignified even though his voice was calm and low.
There seemed to be a sharp little hook in those dark eyes, and his gaze was like a blade, cold and sharp.
After tying the laces, he raised his head with a smile and looked at Huai Qing.
Like there was something for him to do.
Huai Qing didn't understand what was going on and shuddered slightly.
He thought that no matter what he did, he would not be able to guess it, and even if he did, it would be wrong.
It would be better to ask directly, "Your Highness, what do you want?"
Rong Ting tilted his head and said softly, "I'm so obedient. If you don't tell me, who would know?"
“…”
Huai Qing: I understand.
Although he still didn't know why Rong Ting suddenly put on his coat, he knew what he should say the next time he saw Fourth Miss Jiang.
…
More than an hour later, Yan Nanxun's carriage appeared here.
Yan Nanxun also got up early.
If guests arrive too early at a banquet, the host will have to entertain them in advance, which will be a burden.
Yan Nanxun knew this and so he came early on purpose to see how busy Fourth Master Jiang was.
When he saw Rong Ting, he even regretted not asking Rong Ting to wake him up earlier.
After handing over the invitation, Rong Ting was brought into Jiang Mansion by Yan Nanxun.
…
At the same time, Yu Yinxue and Pei Songyu's carriages also drove out of Bailu Academy.
Yu Yinxue and Pei Songyu rode in the same carriage.
Yu Yinxue dressed himself extra cleanly and neatly today, and greeted Pei Songyu in advance in the carriage.
"Brother Pei, this is my first time to the Ning'an Marquis' Mansion. Brother Pei is related to the Ning'an Marquis' Mansion and can even be considered a person from the Ning'an Marquis' Mansion. It is not something that ordinary people can catch up with. Can I follow Brother Pei and sit next to him?"
His words praised others highly and kept himself low. Pei Songyu didn't think much about it and nodded in agreement.
Yu Yinxue curled his lips and smiled, "Thank you, Brother Pei."
Pei Songyu agreed, and then what he had planned would be foolproof.
Pei Songyu is the one that Mr. Yan is most satisfied with among all his disciples. By then, Yan Nanxun will definitely keep him by his side unconsciously.
If he could be next to Pei Songyu, he would also occupy another position next to Yan Nanxun.
Everyone in Jinling knows that Yan Nanxun and Jiang Xingzhou have a close friendship.
As long as he is by Yan Nanxun's side, Jiang Xingzhou will definitely see him.
Even if it can't be seen by Jiang Xingzhou, it might be seen by other nobles.
Yu Yinxue slowly glanced out the window.
He did not have the amazing talent like Pei Songyu, nor did he have a background that allowed him to sit back and relax. He could only be careful and plan for himself step by step.
…
After entering the flower hall where the banquet was held, Yan Nanxun said to Rong Ting, "Find a place you like to sit."
He turned around and went out to find Jiang Xingzhou, ready to give away the big gift in his hand.
Then bring Jiang Xingzhou over to see the disciples he brought with him.
Yan Nanxun applauded in his heart.
"gentlemen."
Rong Ting called him and said, "Disciple doesn't have any favorite place. Disciple wants to stay by Master's side."
Yan Nanxun stopped and looked back, "Why?"
"I have been in poor health since I was young. Even when the palace holds a banquet, I rarely participate. I don't know the rules of the banquet and I am afraid of doing something wrong and losing face for the master."
Rong Ting frowned and said guiltily, "Can you let me sit next to you the whole time and let you watch over me? There will definitely be no mistakes."
Seeing how embarrassed he was, Yan Nanxun agreed without a second thought, "Sit down. Since I brought you here, I will naturally take care of you. Before the banquet begins, you should follow me, and after it starts, sit beside me."
Rong Ting looked slightly embarrassed.
But he did not forget to thank Yan Nanxun, "Thank you, sir."
He lowered his head and said, "If I leave my teacher, I don't know what to do."
What I said...
Yan Nanxun thought he didn't like to hear such words.
But after hearing it, he himself didn't realize how gentle his eyes had become.
Looking at Rong Ting was like looking at a baby bird that had not yet learned to fly.
It didn't dare to take a single step astray and followed closely behind its teacher.
"Then you should follow your master closely," he said.
Yan Nanxun was never a talkative person, but he became more and more indulgent towards Rong Ting, so he started to talk more. “I originally wanted to send the wolf-hair brush away, then bring Jiang Xingzhou to see you, to piss him off twice. But it’s not a bad idea to go together. You’ll also have a chance to thank him for the letter of recommendation.”
But after listening to what he said, Rong Ting hesitated and slowly said, "But if Fourth Master Jiang saw me and wanted to drive me away in anger without giving me a chance to speak..."
His tone sounded uneasy, worried and self-blaming, "I don't want to see you and my long-time friend because we had a dispute."
When he looked up, his face was full of worry.
"If I chase you away, I'm chasing you away." Yan Nanxun was a typical soft-hearted person. He showed some protectiveness towards this weak and frail little disciple and comforted him, "He will definitely not chase me away. If he does, our friendship of several decades will be severed."
Suddenly, a little child was seen running in the middle of the bluestone road.
Huai Qing pointed at the little boy with pigtails and said, "Isn't that Young Master Jiang?"
Huai Qing looked at the bright red jacket on Jiang Jinxing.
Then he looked at Rong Ting, who was wearing a black robe with a red collar and a pattern of colorful insects.
As if I had been reminded, I seemed to understand something.
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