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Her feet did not touch the ground, and the sudden increase caused her body to fall back uncontrollably, so frightened that she quickly raised her hand to hook his neck.
In fact, even if she didn't reach out, she wouldn't fall. His arm was firmly against her back, fixing her in his arms.
The cloak was covered with snow, and when she got close, snowflakes fell into her collar, making Jiang Rao shiver from the cold.
While wrapping her arms around his neck, she saw his eyebrows and eyes clearly.
Eyebrows were shrouded in the night, the eyelashes drooped and looked very dense, the eyebrows were slightly raised, and the expression could not be seen clearly, and the face was reflected by the snow and the moon, making it look very cold.
On a cold day, he was sweating profusely on his forehead, and his chest heaved, as if he had expended a lot of effort to get here.
When she saw his eyebrows clearly, she already knew who he was.
There was a clear medicinal smell she was familiar with.
She opened her mouth, but before the word "nine" came out, the back of her waist was empty, the force that was imprisoned behind her waist disappeared, and his hand holding the horse's rein tightened, pulling the horse to her eyes, and the hand was stuck Holding her waist, he lifted her onto the horse's back.
He then got on the horse, unbuttoned the cloak, and wrapped the shivering little girl tightly.
Jiang Rao's line of sight was blocked by his clothes, and he sat backwards, with his forehead touching his chest.
The north wind was blowing wildly with snowflakes, and she had become numb after walking all the way. She didn't feel cold at first, but when she was wrapped in his warm cloak that smelled of medicine, she realized that her body was surprisingly cold.
It was cold from the inside to the outside. After walking in the wind and snow for nearly three hours, it was so cold that I could hardly breathe. I suddenly felt the temperature in his arms, like a piece of firewood soaked in water was thrown suddenly. After entering the fire, not only was he not warmed, but the chill was transferred to him, and his upper and lower jaws chattered non-stop.
Jiang Rao retreated subconsciously, but her head was pressed tightly. No matter how cold she was, with his chest protecting her, the chill gradually dissipated.
Through a big cloak, the outside wind sounded quieter, and the footsteps of people on the street and the sound of snow falling seemed to have disappeared in her ears. She seemed to hear a soft "come late" falling from the top of her head. It took a while to realize that there was an "I" in front of this sentence.
-I'm late.
Jiang Rao was in a daze, and for some reason, the tears that had been suffocating in her eyes for a whole day suddenly had the urge to flow down.
Rong Ting's movements were so fast that even though the pedestrians around heard the movement of the horses and stopped to look at them frequently, they didn't even see their faces clearly.
Only a white horse with a red mane can ride Juechen and run westward.
The window that was opened on the second floor of the inn was flung open in a fit of anger, and the threshold was almost shattered.
The dark clouds blocked and moved away, and the full moon in the sky was bright, hanging high above everything.
Pedestrians returned home one after another, Jiang Rao poked out her eyes.
On the street, a peddler packed up his goods and walked westward. The peddler carried a bamboo pole on his shoulder and walked steadily forward step by step. Suddenly, a small boy with a corner was exposed on the basket on the left, with the corner of his mouth raised, and shouted something. What.
Looking at the mouth shape, it seems to be calling daddy.
Jiang Rao was saddened from the heart, and quickly turned her eyes away.
The road gradually disappeared. In Jinling City, only the night watchman was still walking on the snow-covered road.
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At three o'clock in the evening, when the drums stopped, when the red-maned and white horse first appeared on the dirt road, Huaiqing took a look with the lantern in his hand, and didn't think much about it.
When taking back the lantern, he suddenly realized that the cloak worn by the rider was exactly the same as the one worn by His Highness Ninth Prince this morning, and he raised the lantern again in astonishment.
The horse was neighing and stopped on the bluestone road in front of the mansion, Rong Ting tightened the rein with his hand, and stopped the horse.
He took off his cloak and put it on the little girl on the white horse, wrapped her whole body, picked her up and walked into the mansion.
People who had to take a medicine bath last night, who are in a wheelchair in the morning and need the company of a black magpie to travel, will their leg injuries be healed when they come back at night? Can you ride a horse
He thought that Wu Que and him didn't come back so late today, something happened...
Huai Qing was so frightened that he almost dropped the lantern in his hand, and when he saw that Rong Ting was still holding someone in his arms, the lantern in his hand finally rolled to the ground.
Not only can you ride a horse, but you can also rob people like a bandit
He looked at the blue satin and red lotus embroidered shoes of the two women whose cloaks were exposed, and he could only tell that the uppers were made of good fabric, and they were not girls from ordinary families. He was wondering if it was Jiang Rao who was walking inside. He stopped walking, looked back at him, and said in a cold voice: "Find someone to settle the horse, and prepare some hot water for delivery."
Huaiqing lowered her head and picked up the lantern.
Rong Ting's eyes just now carried a bit of ferocious banditry that he would not easily reveal in front of others, which was extremely aggressive.
Huai Qing took the reins of the white horse with the lamp, and glanced in Rong Ting's direction again.
He was about to walk across the screen wall, and the shadow reflected on the screen wall was dragged very long by the moonlight, and the eyes that looked down at the person in his arms showed a touch of tenderness.
Usually huddled in a wheelchair, the person who looks frail and sickly, after taking off the cloak, his figure still looks a little thin, but he is unexpectedly tall and straight.
Every time Huai Qing took a second look, he felt very strange. He stopped the other servants who were stretching their heads and brains to find out something, and said viciously, "The matter that His Highness Ninth can stand up has not been approved by him. Before that, don’t talk nonsense.”
Not only him, Jiang Rao also felt strange.
Her bumpy journey was like a dream.
After bypassing the screen wall, she shouted like waking up from a dream: "Your legs... you put me down!"
Rong Ting continued to walk forward, as if he didn't hear anything, not only did he not stop, but he walked a little more hurriedly than before, when she was thumping and making a fuss, he directly carried her on his shoulders, striding forward He went to Beishen Courtyard, hugged her and put her on the couch in his living room.
He has developed a habit since he was a child, not daring to sleep deeply at night, even in the depths of winter, there is only a thin quilt on the couch, and the bed is very tight. He let his cloak rest under her buttocks before he let go of the hand holding her, and slowly opened the cloak.
The four eyes are facing each other.
Rong Ting half-kneeled in front of the couch, looking up at her.
He searched all over Jinling City before finding her at the end of Qingyin Lane. She was walking in the snowy sky, her back looked thin, helpless, powerless, as if she was about to fall to her knees in the next step.
Thinking of that scene again, the murderous anger in his heart rose again, but he still hid it well for fear of scaring her.
He saw her looking down at his leg, and was about to explain his leg injury. Jiang Rao got off the couch and walked out. Before she could go two steps, her waist tightened and she was carried back to the side of the couch. .
She didn't shed a single tear, but her eyes were already so red, she was like a frightened bird, and her voice was trembling at the end of her speech.
"You let me go." But the fingertips grabbed his sleeve, as if he didn't want him to go.
Rong Ting moved closer to her and looked at her quietly.
He could see that she was in a bad mood at the moment, she seemed to be sick, but it was worse than being sick, her eyes seemed to be eclipsed, there was no light at all, she lost her soul, numb, he asked in a low voice , "What are you afraid of?"
Jiang Rao bit her lip and looked down at his hand holding her ankle.
She actually didn't want him to go, but what could she do if she stayed with him
The disaster came too early, even worse than in her dream, which was just exile, but this time it was the crime of beheading. When the identification of the painting was confirmed, her father was really beaten as a remnant of the criminal party, wouldn't he also be dragged along with him
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The foundation is still weak, how can it withstand this kind of shock
"I want to go home." Jiang Rao thought about it and said stubbornly, "I want to go back."
Rong Ting didn't answer her, he just looked at her, his eyes seemed to have something to say.
When he went looking for her, the first thing he looked for was Bird Clothes Lane. Jiang Siye was brought back to the Metropolitan Procuratorate at that time. The young and short-term workers were terrified, packed their bags and wanted to escape, but were stopped by the government officials.
Jiang Qinshi is also not in the mansion, if she goes back at this time, not only will there be no one to take care of her, but she will also become unable to escape.
"It's time for night ban, you can't go out." He thought about it for a while, but still didn't tell the truth, coaxing her, "Besides, fourth master knows that you are here, I met him, and he is fine."
"I'm afraid I'll hurt you." When Jiang Rao spoke, her voice was tinged with a nasal tone, and her voice was hoarse. She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him. She shrank back, fearing that she would blame him for her troubles. .
"I know everything about your father."
Jiang Rao looked up at him tremblingly, she was very afraid that he would ask her at this time whether the painting was really drawn by her father.
"I don't care whether it's true or not. If it's false, I'll investigate it to the end. If it's true...then find a way to make it false." Rong Ting's eyes are sincere and beautiful, and his voice is gentle, but Grab the fingers around her ankle firmly, "I won't let anything happen to your family."
His fingertips felt cool, and the pain in the sprained ankle suddenly became apparent. Jiang Rao's face turned pale, and she couldn't help shrank her feet back.
After hearing his words, she suddenly felt at ease in her heart, but there was a kind of self-deception that could not be ignored in this peace.
She couldn't believe that he could really do it now.
"I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of?" Rong Ting glanced at her, and with a slight movement of his fingers, he pulled back her foot, rubbing the wound on her ankle with moderate strength, "You have promised to marry I, you can only marry me. Even if you think you will drag me down now, or think that I will drag you down someday, what you promised me cannot be changed. "
His voice is soft and his eyes are gentle, but the meaning in his words is very arrogant, "It's not that you can throw me away if you want to."
The streets are full of voices talking about her family's good and bad.
But whether she is good or bad, it's all his.
His mother died on the day he was born, and all that was left to him was a cold jade talisman, but he couldn't feel nostalgia for wearing that jade talisman, he only carried it on him because it was valuable, he didn't want to He understands why she has such deep feelings for her parents and her younger brother, but he can learn to understand love and hatred for the house, even if he will never understand.
Jiang Rao didn't speak, she lowered her head, feeling a little bitter in her heart.
It was a long and torturous day, and the moment of peace and security with him was illusory like a dream, but her throat was so dry that she didn't even have the strength to speak.
Rong Ting comforted her, got up and went outside, Jiang Rao followed step by step, afraid that he would stop her and wait until he went out before going out, so she walked into the yard, looking left and right, but she didn't see him figure.
She looked along the lines of footprints on the snow, and suddenly remembered something she had noticed just now but completely forgot to ask.
Why did his leg injury suddenly heal