"The jailer guarding you has already admitted that he accepted a bribe and allowed the father-in-law to meet you. I believe he discussed the escape route with you at that time... What a pity, what a pity."
Rong Ting shook his head slightly, with a look of regret on his face, "It's a pity that you didn't get too far."
That was the look a butcher gave his sheep and pigs, regretful and a bit indifferent.
He already knew everything that was going to happen, so how could he really feel regretful?
The seventeenth prince felt cold all over as he was stared at.
He froze where he was, not daring to move, recalling everything that had happened in the past few days, and was shocked to realize a fact.
No wonder.
No wonder his grandfather was able to bribe the jailer so easily to see him.
This is just one part of Rong Ting’s design.
He wanted evidence, he wanted everyone to believe that he wanted to escape halfway, to make him more guilty, so that he could arrange for people to be by his side. Even if he went to Dongyi, he would be controlled and monitored by Rong Ting wherever he went. Who would dare to help him?
He only remembered how weak this man was in his childhood, so weak that even after being bullied, he could not get back on his feet no matter how hard he tried. However, in the complacency of having the upper hand day after day, he forgot how sinister and treacherous this man was.
He was thankful that his grandfather had successfully bribed the jailer, and that he could say a few words to his grandfather before leaving. However, he had already fallen into the trap set for him by the jailer.
The funny thing is that he was so naively imagining how to frame him that he had no idea that he had become a turtle in the other party's jar.
The feeling of being framed but unable to resist... Rong Ting had experienced it countless times since he was a child, but this was the first time for the Seventeenth Prince to experience it.
His body trembled more violently, and he raised his angry red eyes and swept towards the white figure in front of him.
The other person was riding a horse, with a long sword in his hand dragging on the ground.
The sleeves of his clothes were blown slowly by the wind in the suburbs. The light of the knife was extremely cold, reflecting his dark pupils, making him look particularly calm.
The Seventeenth Prince felt a chill in his heart when he saw this.
He was almost certain that if he resisted, if he ran again, he would die instantly.
My grandfather's hesitation at that time was already a reminder...
He couldn't beat such a person at all.
…
Hu Tang has always been a person who loves to watch the fun. When he heard that the seventeenth prince was sent to Dongyi, he always wanted to drag Jiang Rao to watch the fun.
Although Jiang Rao herself had no such idea, when Hu Tang said he wanted to go, she wanted to go along. However, Qin Yun from the palace asked her to go into the palace, so she could not accompany Hu Tang to watch the fun. A few minutes before the 9th hour, they arrived at Shuxiang Palace.
Concubine Yun said that she had something important to tell Jiang Rao, but when Jiang Rao came, she only showed her the children's clothes she had made.
Jiang Rao misunderstood at first, thinking that Concubine Yun was pregnant, and her face turned pale with fright. She knew that her aunt didn't want a child, but when she saw Qin Yun's comfortable expression, she became a little confused.
Qin Yun blinked his charming eyes. He knew what Jiang Rao was talking about before she could speak. He said in a charming voice with a hint of smile, "The tea last time... was taken away by you."
Jiang Rao immediately understood what she meant.
First it was the booklet, then the angelica tea, and now the children's clothes. She really didn't know what to say.
"Thank you, auntie." She expressed her gratitude with a hint of teasing in her tone, "Next time you come, don't find a marriage for the child."
Qin Yun thought about it seriously and said, "It's not a bad idea."
Jiang Rao: “…”
Qin Yun laughed hurriedly, "I was just trying to scare you, but you took it seriously. Marriage is just a matter, I won't interfere. The child's happiness is more important than anything else."
"There is no child." Jiang Rao didn't know whether she should laugh or cry. She threw the little dress away in embarrassment, lowered her head and glanced at it. She put her hands behind her back and secretly moved two fingers. Her fingertips gently twisted the cloth and she looked at the little dress quietly. It was less than the size of two palms, so small.
Qin Yun also smiled and stretched, "I also know that it won't be that fast. I'm just afraid that my hands are not good enough, so I just want to practice needlework. I learned needlework to please the emperor. Now I finally have something that I am willing to do needlework for."
Jiang Rao had unknowingly held the entire piece of clothing in her hands, and she lowered her head to look at it.
The stitches are dense but not messy. She doesn't have the skill to do that.
My aunt's foothold in the harem is not only based on her beauty.
Qin Yun saw that she was saying one thing and thinking another, and saw that her eyes seemed to be fond of him, so he said happily: "I will sew two more for you tomorrow when I have some free time."
Thinking that this dress was sewn by her aunt, Jiang Rao wanted to bring something her aunt liked when she came back next time. She raised her almond eyes and asked, "Aunt, is there anything you want these days? I'll go find it for you."
"What do you want most these days..."
Qin Yun read it, lowered his head, and answered the question irrelevantly, "The seventeenth prince left the capital?"
"I left Beijing today." Jiang Rao replied.
Qin Yun sighed, "I'm afraid your husband will be a man of great power in the future."
"Where do you think I will go in the future?" She asked Jiang Rao casually, but did not give her time to answer. Her eyes showed desire, and she continued, "I don't even want to be a queen mother. God made me born as a daughter of the Qin family. I have enjoyed all the wealth and suffered all the suffering. If there is a chance in the future, can you let me fake my death and leave the palace?"
Jiang Rao sometimes regards Concubine Yun as an elder, and sometimes regards her as a sister. When she feels sorry for her, she wants to regard her as a younger sister.
If only the person in front of her was really her sister, she would not have allowed her to enter the palace in the first place.
Jiang Rao didn't know if she could do it in the future. She never boasted, but at this moment she just responded with a soft "OK".
When you are alive, you must have sweet thoughts so that you can live your life full of expectations.
When Jiang Rao left Shuxiang Palace, she thought about what her aunt had said and felt more and more so.
When they reached Jinxiu Palace, Jiang Rao stopped in her tracks because of a loud noise.
Ming Shao pricked up her ears and listened twice, then said to Jiang Rao, "Miss, it seems like you are chasing someone."
Jiang Rao frowned. She instinctively didn't want to get involved in the chaos in the harem. Just as she was about to leave, a figure rushed out from the alley just a few steps away from her.
The man shouted "I want to see my Yuan'er", and when he saw Jiang Rao's footsteps, the hatred in his eyes was so strong that it seemed like blood was dripping, and he immediately pounced towards Jiang Rao.
It was Queen Jiahe. Before she could get close to Jiang Rao, she was stopped and hugged by several palace maids in apricot-pink clothes.
The palace road was in chaos.
Jiang Rao wanted to stay out of it and took a few steps back, but Jiahe and the Queen's voices crawled into her ears through the air, "Yuan was shocked to see the Queen's dishevelled appearance. I haven't done anything wrong. Why would the King of Qi want to harm my Yuan'er!"
Harmful?
"Brother, he killed them all. He has such a cruel heart!"
vicious?
Jiang Rao was so angry at Yijia and the Queen's sharp tone and unreasonable words that she was shaking all over.
She had never been angry or mad at anyone before, but this was the first time she was so angry that her head hurt. She said in disbelief, "Vicious?"
"Why was His Highness assassinated and injured during the autumn hunt? Why was he assigned to the remote and desolate Shouhuai Palace when he just returned to Jinling? Why was the mansion built in the west of the city? Did Your Majesty really think that she could do it without anyone noticing?" Jiang Rao's anger rose, and her voice became higher and higher, "If it were the time when he was assigned to Huaizhou..."
This only happened after she met him, and it was just something she could see.
She didn't dare to think about what kind of life he lived in the fourteen years before she met him.
She pointed at Empress Jiahe and cursed, "When you wanted to kill him, did you ever reflect on whether you were cruel? You have a reputation for being gentle and kind, but you are not as vicious as snakes and scorpions. What qualifications do you have to criticize others?"
Ming Shao stopped Jiang Rao. Seeing that Jiang Rao had already scolded her, she didn't need to keep her words to herself. She pouted at Queen Jiahe and said, "We were just walking peacefully on the road, why did a stray dog suddenly jump out and bark?"
Empress Jiahe's face turned red and white.
Until the queen was roughly dragged away by the palace maid and disappeared from Jiang Rao's sight, Jiang Rao's face turned red, and she was so angry that she could hardly breathe.
The maids working in Jinxiu Palace were afraid of neglecting Jiang Rao, and even more afraid of offending her. After taking Queen Jiahe away, they came to apologize to Jiang Rao, "It was my fault that I failed to take good care of the Queen."
Jiang Rao waved her hand and didn't want to listen, so she went down.
She continued to walk forward, her brows firmly locked, her slender fingers clenched into fists. Ming Shao watched Jiang Rao from the side and asked her softly, "Miss, are you angry?"
Jiang Rao bit her lip and didn't answer, but her expression said it all.
Ming Shao said: "It's no wonder that the young lady is angry. I was also angry after hearing what the Queen said."
But she was angry because the Seventeenth Prince almost caused her young lady to lose her life and innocence, but the Queen had the nerve to say that the Seventeenth Prince did nothing, unlike her young lady, who blamed her son-in-law for everything.
Jiang Rao was already furious. She pursed her lips and looked at Ming Shao, saying, "Teach me."
Ming Shao didn't understand and said "Huh?"
"Teach me some curse words."
The more Jiang Rao thought about it, the angrier she became.
His anger was even burning more intensely than when he was facing the Queen.
While being angry at the queen, he was also angry at himself.
The more she thought about what she had just said, the more she felt that it was not enough to vent her anger. She should have said it more harshly. How could such soft words touch the heart of someone as thick-skinned as the queen? She was too soft-spoken and she didn't know if she had angered the queen.
Definitely not...
She understood Hu Tang's desire to compete again after losing a duel.
She should have scolded more harshly.
Ming Shao burst out laughing. "If those words came out of my mouth, others would at most blame me for being a shrew, sharp-tongued, and saying that you didn't discipline the young lady well. But if you said it yourself, I'm afraid you would be the one being called a shrew. It's always bad to have a reputation of being uncultured. Don't lose face when you're so angry."
Jiang Rao lowered her eyes, "Then I'll think about it myself."
Strangely enough, I couldn't think of any words when facing the queen.
But they popped out one by one after a while.
Why didn’t you think of it just now?
Head, head, useless head.
The more Jiang Rao thought about it, the angrier she became. She was so angry that she stopped and stomped her feet twice. A bit of angry and willful expression appeared on her porcelain-white face.
She angrily swung her sleeves, turned around and walked angrily along the road she had just walked.
…
After Rong Ting returned to Jinling, he did not return home immediately.
Instead, he went to the official residence first and met the secret guards he had arranged to be beside Jiang Rao.
"Where did you go and who did you meet today, Madam?" he asked.
lady.
He had never thought that such a name could come out of his mouth.
I never thought that I would mention it so often.
I wish I could find a few more people to talk to.
I wish the whole world knew about it.
There are very few other words that, as soon as they are spoken, can make him feel soothed and happy.
The secret guard replied: "Madam entered the palace at 9:00 pm, accompanied the Imperial Concubine for half an hour, and met the Queen."
Rong Ting paused for a moment, and his face immediately turned cold.
His eyes, which had always been calm, showed a slight turmoil. "Tell me what's going on."
"Madam, you went to the palace to see the Imperial Concubine. The man from Jinxiu Palace escaped and ran into you. He cried to you and said that Your Highness was cruel and didn't care about the relationship between brothers..."
There was a chill in Rong Ting's eyes.
His methods are not clear enough. But the Queen used Shen Que's daughter to frame Fourth Master Jiang and Seventeenth Prince, all of which he could not tolerate.
But a fear surged in his heart, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and his finger bones tensed, "Niannian...what did she say?"
"Madam scolded the Queen, and after she finished scolding her, she changed..."
"Change?"
The secret guard lowered his voice, "Switch... go back and scold again."
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