"You can't tell right from wrong!" The fourth prince pointed at Jiang Rao, "She was the one who first released the bird to catch me!"
Rong Ting's gaze fell coldly on the Fourth Prince's finger. He chuckled lazily, "It seems to me that Fourth Brother scared the mynah bird in her arms?"
The fourth prince's face turned blue with anger. "You just came here. What did you see?"
"I just saw it." Rong Ting didn't want to reason with him. He turned around and took the mynah bird from Jiang Rao's arms. He held it gently and said slowly, "This mynah bird is Concubine Yun's pet, right?"
Jiang Rao nodded hurriedly.
She lowered her eyes and looked at Rong Ting.
Although his back was thin, it made her feel happy as if she had embraced a golden thigh and was being protected by him.
Very reassuring.
The Fourth Prince choked.
Was this mynah bird raised by Concubine Yun?
What would happen if Concubine Yun’s mynah bird was injured? If that delicate beauty started crying to his father, he would have a hard time for a while.
"I'll spare you this time!" The Fourth Prince was angry and annoyed. He ordered someone to let Ming Shao go. He left angrily with a face full of red scratches.
Rong Ting looked at his back, his thin lips slightly parted, and his voice was very low, "Bug."
…
Jiang Rao ran to Ming Shao and asked, "Are you okay?"
"Miss, are you okay?" Ming Shao was a little frightened, but she was not injured. She shook her head and said, "I'm fine."
"Year after year."
Rong Ting called her nickname from behind, his voice a little anxious. Jiang Rao turned around and saw Xiao Fugui stepping on Rong Ting's shoulders. The boy who had just responded to the Fourth Prince with a calm face became very embarrassed. He stood stiffly and dared not move, as if he was afraid of dropping the little mynah bird.
Jiang Rao couldn't help laughing, and hurried back to hold the shy little Fugui back in her arms.
Rong Ting coughed, and Huai Qing understood and stepped forward, holding a wooden box and handing it to Jiang Rao.
"Miss, this is what His Majesty the Ninth Prince brought back for you from Yun Ling."
Jiang Rao took the wooden box and handed Xiao Fugui to Ming Shao to hold. She opened the wooden box and saw a dazzling array of things inside, including some colorful clay dolls, clay whistles, bamboo dragonflies, and some small gadgets that she couldn't recognize at all, all small toys.
Jiang Rao was stunned for a moment.
She dreamed that he gave her something.
Ah, no, it’s not him, it’s Jiu Ye.
It wasn't a gift, but after he came back from a long trip, there were suddenly some extra things in her room.
The clay doll he brought back was placed forcefully in her room.
She didn't like the doll and even found it scary.
Jiang Rao was in a daze. Rong Ting took the box from her. His expression did not look good. He said sadly, "If you don't like it, just throw it away."
"Eh?" She quickly snatched the box back from him, held it in her arms, and lowered her head, "I like it."
She emphasized again, "I really like it."
Only then did she understand that whether she liked something or not did not depend on her own preference, but more on who was sending the gift.
"There's a market there every few days." Rong Ting held a sleeve stove with plum blossoms in his hand and looked at her. "Every time I see something delicious or fun, I think of you."
Jiang Rao knew how fun the market in the village outside was. With just a few copper coins, she could buy delicious sesame cakes and fun toys. But when she thought of the lively and fun scene of the village market, she suddenly felt a little subtly displeased.
She was worried day by day in Jinling, counting the falling leaves on her fingers waiting for his return, but he actually ran to the market?
snort.
I didn't send her many letters.
Rong Ting asked her, "I've been away for more than four months. Have you ever thought of me?"
Jiang Rao said coldly: "No."
Suddenly, a clear and slow voice with a strange tone and a shrill voice like a female voice was heard, "Yun Ling, Yun Ling."
"When will he come back?"
Jiang Rao turned around in surprise and saw Xiao Fugui standing on Ming Shao's arm, with a bird's beak, speaking in her tone.
After teaching it idioms for several months, it didn't learn them yet. But now it has even learned her sighing sounds. After completing the imitation, it makes a soft "eh" sound.
Ming Shao looked at her with surprise, "Girl, little Fugui can talk now."
Jiang Rao: “…”
A faint laugh came into her ears. It sounded like Rong Ting's voice. Jiang Rao blushed, "It didn't learn my words."
His eyes were like stars, and he said with a smile: "I didn't ask if I learned what you said."
“…”
Jiang Rao's face turned completely red as if she had choked. She squatted on the ground and covered her head for a long time. She stood up tremblingly and pretended that what had just happened had not happened. She wanted to put the matter behind her.
"Who told you to stay in Yunling for too long?" She curled her lips and tried to save face.
But her face turned red and she glared at Xiao Fugui angrily.
It's a waste of time to love it, it just sabotages her.
The little girl mumbled to herself, her white cheeks puffing up and then sinking, making her look particularly cute.
Rong Ting shook his head helplessly and said, "I don't know either.
Want to stay this long. ”
But as long as he doesn't wait until the last moment, with the queen blocking his way, he will not be able to get what he deserves in a legitimate way.
Jiang Rao was just being petty, she wasn't really angry. She asked Ming Shao to hold the talkative little Fugui a little further away and asked Rong Ting curiously, "Did you really see the Fourth Prince scaring my mynah bird just now?"
In fact, it was not the Fourth Prince who scared Xiao Fugui.
He was frightened by Xiao Fugui, and was scratched on the forehead by Xiao Fugui that she threw at him in the chaos.
Her original intention was to let Xiao Fugui scratch his two eyes.
It was because the Fourth Prince looked at her with a squinting expression that made her feel uncomfortable.
"I didn't see it. I made it up." Rong Ting was very honest in front of her. "Anyway, you are right."
Jiang Rao: “…”
So unreasonable.
But she likes it so much.
Is this what it feels like to be protected by a golden thigh?
Rong Ting looked at her with sparkling eyes, as if he had gained some advantage. The corners of his lips curled up, and all his emotions were immersed in his deep eyes.
No one could see the displeasure in his heart.
"What did my fourth brother talk to you about just now?"
He didn't know why his fourth brother approached her.
He didn't even know whether his fourth brother was engaged to her at the beginning.
"He told me that you were rewarded for Yun Ling's matter." Jiang Rao recalled the way the Fourth Prince looked at her with lustful eyes, and said angrily, "He wrote another story saying that Lord Chen was very satisfied with you and wanted to marry his daughter to you."
Jiang Rao looked at Rong Ting, and his expression became hesitant to speak.
She paused, glimpsed something from his expression, and was silent for a while.
Then he asked hesitantly, "Is what the Fourth Prince said... true?"
Rong Ting nodded.
Jiang Rao's throat choked and her face turned ugly.
Chen Bing's daughter, Chen Congyun.
A famous talented woman in Jinling, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
She subconsciously tried to find out her faults, but her mind went blank. After a long silence, she stammered, "That girl... is pretty good."
Rong Ting has been looking at her.
Seeing her expression change from shock to confusion, and then hearing her words, his eyes immediately dimmed, "Do you really think so?"
His jawline was taut, his eyes were like a cold pool, as cold as a blade.
Jiang Rao had never seen such an expression on his face.
This news was so sudden that she couldn't sort out her emotions. She said in a muffled voice, "People in Jinling say that she is well-educated, gentle and considerate. She is a good candidate for a wife."
There was a small voice in her heart saying, No, Chen Congyun can't do this.
But that voice was drowned out by another voice.
She had been somewhat concerned that he would be ostracized by Xu's cronies after joining the Ministry of Industry. If he could marry Chen Bing's daughter, Chen Bing would definitely not let him suffer any injustice.
"Yes." Rong Ting suddenly sneered, "I heard that Miss Chen is very good."
His voice was hoarse, with a hint of anger in it, "But I don't want it."
The corners of his eyes were a little red. If Jiang Rao looked at him at this moment, she would feel that the expression on his face was exactly the same as the look on Jiu Ye's face when he was angry in her dream.
Why do you want to push him out?
Jiang Rao was a little surprised and looked up at Rong Ting.
Her eyes were clear, like a spring.
There was a surprise in it that she herself might not even be aware of.
When she raised her eyes to look at him, Rong Ting's eyes were filled with burning anger and uncontrollable irritability, all hidden away.
He felt sad in his heart, but his face showed a wronged look, "I don't want to have anything to do with her."
"But you haven't even seen her..."
"I don't want to see you. I don't want to." Rong Ting's eyelashes blinked slowly, and his eye sockets with clouded eyes looked gloomy and depressed, but his voice was very stubborn, "I know what I want."
Jiang Rao was bewitched by his deep voice and softened her tone, "What do you want?"
"It would be best if she was about my age, the eldest daughter in the family, with loving parents, a younger brother, born in Jinling but raised somewhere else, who likes sweets and is a bit fuzzy." He said in a calm tone, "I would only agree if it's her."
Jiang Rao didn't react for a moment.
She patiently counted out the conditions he mentioned, one by one, and screened through the noble ladies in Jinling that she knew.
She is about the same age, the eldest daughter in the family, her parents are loving, and she has a younger brother, so this is easy to say.
There is really no one who was born in Jinling but grew up anywhere else.
Not to mention who is sleepy and who is sweet-sweet, how does she know who of them is sleepy and who is sweet-sweet?
There is no girl like the one he described in the whole Jinling.
She tilted her head and looked at him, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
After counting them again, I was even more helpless, so I had to ask him, "You will only be willing if you find someone like this?"
"Only she can do it."
His tone was so confident that it seemed as if he already had someone he loved.
Jiang Rao bit her lips lightly, put down her hand, shook her head, her pupils bright, and refuted seriously, "But, there is no such person as you said."
Rong Ting shook his head.
He said slowly, implying something: "Think about it carefully."
His voice was slow and steady as he repeated the conditions he had just mentioned, "She must be a little younger than me, but not too much younger. Her parents must be loving and harmonious. She must be the eldest daughter in the family, and it would be best if she had a younger brother..."
Jiang Rao listened and this time she realized something was wrong before he finished speaking.
When he came to his senses, his breathing was disturbed, and he pointed at himself in surprise, "Me?"
Rong Ting said "hmm" with a hint of laughter in his voice.
"It's you."
The beautiful red mole under his eye was illuminated by the slightly white sunlight. Anyone who saw it would be dazzled. His glass-colored pupils were as clear as water. "It can only be you."
Jiang Rao was a little dazed, "Why?"
"You really want to know?"
The greed in his heart was about to consume him completely.
He wanted her to be completely his, to share those ugly emotions with him - jealousy, greed, possessiveness.
What is Pei Songyu, and what is Chen Congyun? What is his fourth brother?
In his world, there are only him and her.
Jiang Rao nodded. She seldom said anything against her will. She just said what she thought. She looked up at him and said, "I want to know."
Rong Ting lowered his eyes and looked at her clenched fist, seeming to be very nervous about the answer.
She didn't want to know why.
Why?
Because he was selfish and greedy, he wanted to confine her to a place where no one else could see her. He wanted her to belong to him alone, and he would belong to her alone.
He has never lived a good life under the sun. He has an extremely evil nature and cannot learn the morals and ethics of the world. He is destined to be unacceptable to the world, but his soul will always be subservient to her. If she lives, he will live with her, and if she dies, he will die with her.
These thoughts were rooted in his mind and could not be shaken off. He could not bring himself to hurt her, yet he always longed for her to give him the same response.
The obsession has penetrated deep into the bone marrow to the point of being twisted and morbid.
If I told her all this, how scared would she be?
He wouldn't let her know.
"Because I can't trust anyone else."
He didn't say a long speech. When he called her by her nickname, his voice was so humble that it trembled slightly, "Nian Nian."
"I have no one to trust except you."
"I only want to marry someone I can trust."
He is a hunter who sets traps carefully, an evil ghost who uses lies and disguises to deceive her kindness and sympathy, but he is also a poor guy who crawls at her feet, begging her to give him a little mercy.
Jiang Rao didn't say anything for a long time.
He said he had no one to trust except her.
When she first had the dream, she was terribly afraid of him. She would never have imagined that the man who would be so high and mighty, cold and authoritarian in the future would now be as docile as a newborn bird, looking at her with trust in his eyes.
"Don't push me to others." Rong Ting's low voice sounded in her ear again, his pupils were shining, and his wet eyes looked very pitiful. "After I left the palace, there was news in the palace that the queen wanted to arrange a marriage for me."
Jiang Rao was caught off guard by his words before she could come out of her thoughts.
She paused and asked in astonishment, "The Queen wants someone to monitor you?"
Rong Ting nodded slowly and firmly.
She certainly couldn't stand by and watch the Queen place spies around him.
His eyelashes trembled slightly, and the sun was shining on them. "I don't know what to do."
"How could this happen?" Jiang Rao walked back and forth.
It seemed that she had never thought about Rong Ting getting married.
She dreamed of him when he was 26 years old, an age when other people had children already grown into pairs, but he was still alone. Even on New Year's Eve when families were reuniting, he was alone, staring at the snow outside the window, his back straight, wearing gorgeous clothes. His back looked lonely to the bone, yet unapproachable, as if it would remain like this for the rest of his life.
She paced a few steps, then suddenly stopped, her eyes lit up and she asked him, "Then why didn't you agree to Master Chen?"
If she agreed to Chen Bing first, Empress Jiahe would not be able to arrange a marriage for him.
This is ready-made driftwood.
"Niannian is not what you think." Rong Ting lowered his head, "Besides, I've said that I'm the only person you can trust, no matter who else it is, it won't work."
His tone was difficult and a little flustered, "I don't know what to do."
The sky was cloudless, the sun was shining brightly, and there was not a trace of haze.
There seemed to be dust in Jiang Rao's eyes.
She pinched her palm with her fingers, "Don't panic, don't be afraid."
She lowered her head, thought for a long time, and finally, slowly turned her gaze to him.
"Master Chen Bing's daughter can't do it, but what about me?"
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