Jiang Rao's ears turned red due to his frank attitude. She didn't know where to look. Her slender fingers were pressed against his chest, and her mind was confused.
All men's chests are this hard, but... is he the only one like this?
If it were him...it wouldn't be like she married him, but rather like she married him back.
She herself couldn't figure it out, she just felt that he looked like a goblin.
And her, the scholar who was bewitched by the fairy, had a will as weak as paper. When the most beautiful woman in the world was placed before him, all his attention was on him, and he could not think of anything else.
The scene of sleeping on the same bed... It's not like she hasn't dreamed about it before, but when she dreamed, she always focused more on herself, and only saw that she was reluctant in the dream, and never paid attention to what he looked like.
Jiang Rao's hand was pulled and she couldn't pull it back. She raised her head and looked at Rong Ting's lazy and smiling face. She had just woken up not long ago and her mind was not yet clear, but her heart began to pound.
Since she couldn't hide, she simply hid her face in the quilt. Her vision was blocked by the quilt, and she could no longer see the scenes that made her blush and her heart beat fast. It also helped to hide her blushing face.
Rong Ting smiled, loosened his hand, and got up from the bed first.
Jiang Rao hid her face under the quilt. She bit her lip, unable to figure out when her hand had reached into his arms at night.
He curled his fingers again and again, and thinking about what he had just touched, his fingertips couldn't help but feel hot.
She took a few breaths before finally getting out from under the covers.
Rong Ting had already put on most of his clothes.
Jiang Rao glanced around the room. The bolt was still on the door and there was no maid serving her.
She remembered his habit of not wanting to be served closely, and seeing him change to this, she did not say much, but got up from the bed, walked to Rong Ting, tied the rope on his clothes, and buttoned his clothes.
She had done this action thousands of times in her dreams, but this time it was clumsy and unfamiliar. She buttoned the wrong button. Rong Ting didn't say anything, but just looked at her with a smile. It was Jiang Rao who noticed that the folds on the corner of his clothes were not right, and realized that she had buttoned the wrong place. She hurriedly unbuttoned the button and buttoned it back.
After she had really straightened his clothes, she blushed at her own clumsiness and said, "I won't do this again in the future."
Rong Ting smiled and repeated the word in her words that he found most pleasing to the ear, "Well, later."
When the maid came to dress Jiang Rao, Rong Ting watched by the side. After she finished dressing, he held her hand and had breakfast with her. Then they went into the palace together to serve tea to Emperor Zhaowu.
If Empress Jiahe had not been confined to Jinxiu Palace, she should have been present.
But Emperor Zhaowu had put her under house arrest and never mentioned when the ban would be lifted. Empress Jiahe and other discerning people in the palace had also realized that Emperor Zhaowu wanted to settle accounts with the empress for more than just the crime of poisoning the Qiang warriors.
Otherwise, he should be released after being confined to his house for ten days and having his Phoenix Seal taken away for the crime of poisoning a Qiang warrior.
While serving tea, Jiang Rao noticed that Emperor Zhaowu coughed from time to time, revealing his old age. She deliberately looked at Emperor Zhaowu twice more, and when she left the Golden Palace, she suddenly felt a little worried.
There are things I want to say, but I know I shouldn't say them.
Actually, she has passed her seventeenth birthday. When the new emperor ascended the throne in the dream, she seemed to be in her prime. If you count, it has only been two years.
So the current emperor...
She glanced at Rong Ting who was walking beside her. He had a faint smile on his face the whole day and seemed to be in a good mood, so she didn't have the heart to say anything discouraging.
Unfortunately, she never dreamed of who Emperor Zhaowu would pass the throne to.
She only knew that as long as it wasn't the Seventeenth Prince or the Fourth Prince who ascended the throne, nothing would happen to Rong Ting or her family.
After serving tea, they also went back to the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion. The newlyweds were given a half-month vacation. The Ning'an Marquis's Mansion had many properties in Jinling. Jiang Rao thought that at this time of year, the scenery at the manor on Raogu Mountain should be nice, and there should be hot springs for bathing, which would relax the muscles and activate the blood circulation, and should be able to help Rong Ting recuperate.
She asked her maid to pack her bags and planned to stay there for a few days.
She had always felt that Rong Ting's life was monotonous. Even when she returned to Jinling, he was either reading or socializing. She had never heard that he had any other hobbies. Apart from socializing, he had never even been to a restaurant. At that time, she wanted to intervene and let him learn to have fun in his spare time. However, due to not having a suitable identity, she did not take action.
Now that she had become his wife, she finally had the opportunity to intervene. After all the luggage was packed, she skipped to the study to find him.
In the study, Rong Ting had just sent away the spy who came to report to him. His face was very cold, but when he heard the familiar footsteps, his eyes softened a little. He walked quickly to open the door of the study, and saw that it was Jiang Rao who came over, so he smiled.
He was still obedient and did everything Jiang Rao asked him to do. When she thought of Rao Gushan, he followed her without any complaints or opinions.
The spy who came to report the matter had followed Rong Ting for a while in Huaizhou and had witnessed Rong Ting's ruthless methods of playing tricks on people. Now, seeing that all his violent temper had melted away in front of his petite newlywed wife, he was so shocked that he was speechless.
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Although Rong Ting was in Raogu Mountain, he did not relax his surveillance on Jinling.
Emperor Zhaowu's health was getting worse day by day.
He had no feelings for his father, and even when he thought about Emperor Zhaowu's gradually failing health, he felt no ripples in his heart.
But he is just an insignificant person.
He was able to survive in the palace because he had to avoid the open attacks and the hidden arrows every day and barely survived, not because of his protection.
The power he holds now was earned with his own life, not given by him.
If necessary, he could even send him off in advance for the sake of the throne.
The throne must fall into his hands.
When Jiang Rao married him, she put her entire fortune and life in his hands.
He once wanted the throne because he wanted revenge and severely tortured those who had trampled on him. Now he wants the throne because he wants to protect someone.
If the throne fell into the hands of others, with the means he used to deal with them now, if they really got the throne, they would definitely not tolerate him.
Jiang Rao will definitely be implicated by him.
He should keep her safe.
After Rong Ting finished reading the secret letter sent by the spy, he used his inner strength to crush the paper in his palm. Jiang Rao's footsteps were heard in the yard again. He opened the door and saw her blushing face, holding up a small jar with soil in her hand excitedly, "Look what I dug out?"
There was dirt on the wine jar, and it was all over her hands and face, making her originally fair face dirty.
Rong Ting smiled and reached out to wipe the dust off her face. "It's wine."
"It's good wine." Jiang Rao patted the jar and said logically, "The wine my father hid so deeply must be good wine."
Jiang Rao had known that there was wine buried on the farm in Raogu Mountain, but she had never thought of digging it out for Rong Ting to drink.
She brought him here just to see what he liked, so that he could find something to entertain himself when she couldn't accompany him.
But when she arrived at Raogu Mountain, she realized that it was not easy to find out what Rong Ting liked.
It's even hard to find out what he likes to eat.
At first she didn't think so. During meals she would tentatively put meat and vegetables into his bowl to see what he would touch and what he wouldn't. Later she gradually discovered that he would eat whatever she put in his bowl, and then she realized that those were not his real favorites.
He listened to everything she said, but he seemed to like nothing.
Jiang Rao then started to think about digging some wine.
Let's not talk about her father for now. All her grandparents, uncles, and aunts all like wine. Most men like wine, but some are lustful. If they are lustful, forget it, but she can agree to drink wine.
Seeing that Jiang Rao wanted him to taste the wine, Rong Ting declined, saying, "I can't drink much."
"I don't want him to drink too much, but a small drink is fine."
"Will you drink with me?"
Rong Ting narrowed his eyes, his phoenix pupils dark, and looked at Jiang Rao.
Although Jiang Rao doesn't drink alcohol very often, she is not afraid of the spiciness of alcohol now. She even has a good impression of alcohol because the wedding wine she drank on her wedding night tasted good.
She was about to nod, but Rong Ting shook his head, took the wine jar from Jiang Rao, knocked it, and seemed to be thinking about something. He suddenly narrowed his eyes and said to Jiang Rao: "This wine should taste good, but you can't drink it."
Jiang Rao frowned, "Why?"
It tastes good, so why can't she drink it?
"If you drink it, something bad will happen."
"Not even a bite?"
"No." Rong Ting said decisively, "I'll take this wine, don't try to take it anymore."
Jiang Rao spent a long time digging for wine, covered in dust and dirt, but in the end he didn't even know what the wine tasted like.
She didn't care so much about it at first, but Rong Ting's words made her feel like her heart was tickled, and she was eager to have that jar of wine.
If even just a sip isn't enough, then there's no harm in trying a little bit, right?
She wanted to take the wine back from Rong Ting's hand, but she was not tall enough. She stood on tiptoe several times but failed to get it, so she left in anger.
I spent the whole day thinking about how to steal the wine back from Rong Ting, but at night I saw the jar of wine on the table in the bedroom.
Jiang Rao was very surprised and asked Ming Shao, "Where did this wine come from?"
"I don't know who put it in the yard, but I saw it and brought it back to the house."
"Is His Highness back?"
“Not yet.”
Jiang Rao did not ask about the origin of the wine any more. When she heard that Rong Ting was not there, her eyes were as smiling as the waxing moon in the sky. She waited for Ming Shao to go out, secretly opened the jar, and planned to taste some.
I planned to order one, but after taking a sip, I choked on the wine and started coughing until my throat hurt.
She swallowed a mouthful of wine and decided not to touch it again.
He came over to look at Jiang Rao and saw that her face was red. "Are you drunk?"
Jiang Rao's voice was a little confused, and she stretched out her voice and said, "I'm not drunk..."
Ming Shao shook her head. "You must be drunk. The wine in that jar smells so strong. It must be strong liquor."
She propped Jiang Rao up and said, "His Highness said that he would ask you to take a bath in the hot spring later. I will take you there. You can warm up your body and maybe you will feel better."
Jiang Rao obediently was taken to the hot spring pool by Ming Shao. She was half sober and half drunk. When she arrived at the hot spring pool, she saw Huai Qing waiting outside.
Ming Shao stopped walking when she saw this, but Jiang Rao didn't think there was anything wrong. Although she was drunk, she acted obediently and asked Huai Qing, "Can I come in?"
After Jiang Rao walked in, Huai Qing closed the stone door and breathed a sigh of relief.
Ming Shao talked to him, "Is His Highness in there?"
Huai Qing nodded.
Jiang Rao stepped into the hot spring pool. She had been to this village several times when she was a child and had soaked in the hot spring pool here. Although her memory was vague, she could still vaguely remember some things. She walked in according to her memory, felt the water temperature at the edge of the pool, and found it was suitable. She undressed and only left one piece of clothing before going into the water.
Only her little head was exposed above the water. She lay on the edge of the pool, staring at the bubbles on the water, wondering whether she was drunk or not. She didn't realize that a person who was really not drunk would not think about such a question. Even though she felt that the wine she just drank didn't make her drunk, but just tipsy, she now looked drunk because of the heat, her whole body turned pink, and she squinted her eyes with a look of comfort.
A figure vaguely appeared in front of her eyes. Jiang Rao thought it was Ming Shao. She blinked and looked several times, and found something wrong.
The man's face was steamed by the hot air, looking both heavenly and sexy.
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