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She never thought that a man's chest could be so hard, and the sudden bump into her chest hurt a little, so she frowned coquettishly.
The force behind her waist made her unable to move, like a mouse in the field being held down by an iron clip on a mousetrap. She could only support her upper body to stand up slightly with her elbows on her back. Looking from top to bottom, he scanned his jawline all the way and saw his face clearly.
The eyes of the drunk dreamer are still closed, and there is no sign of waking up.
"Nine..." Jiang Rao hesitated for a moment, but still didn't wake him up.
Although his face was stained red with wine, it was not the redness of his ears after he was deeply drunk, and the redness all the way to the base of his neck, but a faint red like a peach blossom.
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The light from the candle was warm and bright, without the coldness of the sun in the winter day, hitting his face, making his appearance very pleasant.
She looked closely for a while, unknowingly getting closer and closer to this beautiful and moving face, and suddenly said as if sighing.
"How can you be so beautiful?" Looking under the lamp, it seems that even those scars are not so scary anymore.
As soon as the murmured words fell, the strength on the waist loosened, but the head sank instead.
The touch of her lips touching made her close her eyes tightly, her breath blended together, Jiang Rao opened her eyes in shock, her thin face instantly burned and became red.
She was dazed and dazed, her breath was mixed with the smell of alcohol, and she was as stiff as wood.
His body shivered from the cold.
He seemed to be looking at her with his eyes open.
That look was dangerous and aggressive.
Jiang Rao's scalp was numb due to this intuition, she opened her eyes instantly, stretched out her hand and pushed his chest, making her own body fall back.
There was a little distance between the two.
The lip balm on her lips was eaten away, but the lip color was even redder than when the lip balm was applied, bright and red, like ripe cherries, her eyes were big and round, a little moist.
But as far as she could see, what the person in front of her looked like before, and what she still looked like now.
He leaned against the bed board, his body remained motionless, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was even and shallow.
The hand holding her was also secure, resting on her waist.
Except for the real touch left on the lips, everything is still the same.
Jiang Rao raised her finger to stroke her lower lip, and then rubbed her head. Suddenly, she couldn't tell if there was really a hand pressing her head down just now.
His body didn't move, but it seemed like she stuck it on by herself...
Did she really post it herself
Jiang Rao froze for a moment, raised her finger and lightly touched her lips.
Although she didn't find it annoying, but the turmoil in her heart made her keep her eyes wide open, and her eyes scanned Rong Ting's face again.
The color of his lips is much redder than before, it seems that it is because of the color of her lip balm.
But he frowned, looking a little uncomfortable.
The beauty frowned really made people feel distressed.
Maybe... She is really the one who is greedy for beauty and eats tofu while others are in danger.
She immediately raised her fingers to wipe off the lip balm on his lips, as if in this way she could pretend nothing happened.
Wanting to get up from his arms, he lifted his waist, but he couldn't support his arm, so he had to turn his head and use his hands to move it.
She used a lot of strength, but she didn't move his arm a bit.
Jiang Rao frowned and paused for a while, she had no other choice but to inhale, trying to suck the air out of her stomach and make her waist thinner, so that she could get out from under his arm that was holding her tightly.
She gasped and her stomach gradually deflated.
On the contrary, it caused the hand on her waist to follow the sinking curve of her lower back, and it also sank.
Still clinging.
Jiang Rao: "..." It got even tighter.
She really became a mouse in a mousetrap, struggling hard but in exchange for a more difficult situation.
She raised her eyes to see if he was disturbed by her series of movements.
Seeing that his expression remained motionless, she suddenly became motionless.
It's not the first time I've been kissed.
Either he didn't drink well and became a prodigal son when he got drunk, or... She was really confused by the beauty of the person in front of her.
Although she didn't want to admit it, when she saw his closed eyes all the time, the slightly sleepy posture of tilting his head, and the posture of her being above him...
Maybe... it really was her.
He was watched by her without blinking, but he didn't even shake his eyelashes. He really didn't wake up.
It's also because he fell asleep so deeply after being drunk, she leaned forward to be frivolous, and he didn't even know to push her away.
Jiang Rao buries her head down with a whimper, and lays her head on his chest, pretending to be dead.
The blush on her fair cheeks has not disappeared, and her skin is a little hot.
Although no one was watching, she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it.
She will never give her dad another chance to drink him, absolutely.
There was a knock on the door.
Seeing Jiang Rao not coming out, Ming Shao tentatively called in, "Girl?"
Jiang Rao noticed that the arms behind her seemed to tighten and then loosen. She lowered her eyelids and thought for a while, then said, "Wait a little longer."
His strong heartbeat sounded in his ears, beating.
Compared with the breath-melting kiss just now, this kind of hug made her feel more at ease and warm.
She didn't really want to let go.
Throughout the year, she has often felt scared... especially about those dreams of family ruin.
It’s okay when I can’t remember those dreams, but once I remember, I dare not close or open my eyes.
Close your eyes, what you see in front of your eyes is the crying sound in the dream and the cold light of the sword, it is the endless heavy snow on the day the house was ransacked.
Open your eyes and think about all kinds of flashy dreams, afraid that the dream is real, and the peace and tranquility outside the dream are false.
She still found the things that were interesting to her in the past—looking at flowers and fish, drinking tea and reading story books, but it was always as if a huge rock weighed on her and made her unable to breathe.
But now, the boulder weighing on my heart seems to have been removed.
She was terrified that she would fall into a situation where no one knew her and had nowhere to go.
But he didn't leave her alone.
She used to think he was bad, but now she thinks he is good no matter what.
He is just like spring, as long as he is by his side, he is warm.
Her head continued to be buried, just holding it like this, forgetting to let go for a while.
Unaware of it, the eyelashes of the person hugging her moved at this moment, and the left eye opened a slight line, and then both eyes were opened, and their eyes silently fell on her in his arms.
There was an unusual flush on his face.
Even if Rong Ting was drunk, he would not allow himself to be completely drunk.
Jiang Xingzhou's drinking capacity is really not small, so he drank a little too much. It was because Jiang Xingzhou was her father that he poured him out of face, and then used his internal force to force out the wine.
From the moment she came in, he was awake.
He looked down, and it was the first time that he was as close to her as he thought in his heart. Seeing that she was not angry, his eyes became deep, and he seemed unpredictable.
He thought of her murmur just now.
She seemed to like his face very much.
He looked at his fingers on Jiang Rao's slender waist, the phalanges tensed and then loosened.
The desire to plunder wildly was finally subdued gently.
He gave her the deepest obsession alone, the only tenderness, too.
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A few days later, Jiang Rao entered the palace to meet Concubine Yun.
When she came to Shuxiang Palace, Concubine Yun was dismissing the eunuch who was invited by Emperor Zhaowu to enjoy the flowers under the pretext of being unwell.
He said that he was unwell, but he was just expressing his dissatisfaction with Emperor Zhaowu's refusal to see her for a few days.
On the side there was a nanny persuading, "Your Majesty has come here to invite you three times. The Holy Majesty has not stayed in another empress's palace for a few days. Isn't he just trying to make her happy? Empress, you have always avoided seeing me There is something wrong with the face of the emperor..."
Concubine Yun didn't take it seriously, and said leisurely, "If you don't take advantage of the cold weather this time, how can this palace have any chance to take it for granted?"
There is no need to meet Emperor Zhaowu, she doesn't even bother to put on makeup, her face is up to the sky, but she is still the enchanting concubine who overwhelms the six palaces, her eyes are full of amorous feelings, holding her white cat, looking at the palace maid cutting lanterns, her eyes are full It was a smile, much more sincere than the smile when he saw Emperor Zhaowu.
"In normal days, his petty temper is too much, and it can only be annoying to others. It's rare for him to do something wrong. Don't persuade me, Madam, I have made up my mind, and this time I will neglect the Holy Majesty for a few days , he can give the Qin family more compensation."
Concubine Yun's eyes became cold and sober, she could only seek a "profit" in the palace wall.
Seeing Jiang Rao coming, she stopped talking to the old nanny, beckoned, and called Jiang Rao to sit next to her, with a happy smile, "The trial for Zhang Liuyuan and Shen Que will come out soon, these two people, in the end There is no escape from the charge of gross disrespect."
"It's a pity for Shen Que." Concubine Yun Gui picked up a cut lantern flower and played with it in her hand, said in a low voice, "That Zhang Liuyuan, it's rare to see that he can learn so much like your father's calligraphy and painting."
The maid at the back echoed, "It's absurd to be lured by money to make a big mistake, even if you've learned so well, but you're still poor."
Jiang Rao said: "That man likes to gamble. My father bought his paintings, and the money he left behind is enough for his life's food and clothing."
"Is there such a thing?" Concubine Yun was rarely surprised, "Isn't he... a tiger?"
At the end of the new year, the Shuxiang Palace was also decorated with lanterns and festoons. Jiang Rao looked at the red window paper and the snow piled up outside, but she no longer felt cold. The red and white colors fell in her eyes, vividly Extremely.
"I couldn't figure out why before, but this time my father was almost framed by someone. After knowing it was Zhang Liuyuan, he regretted it himself."
"What do you regret?"
"He told me that he thought Zhang Liuyuan was talented at that time, and if he only imitated his paintings, he wouldn't achieve much in the end, which is a pity." Jiang Rao lowered his head, "My father saw that he was poor, so he was afraid that he was short of money. To imitate his calligraphy and paintings, I spent a lot of money to buy the paintings in Zhang Liuyuan's hands, thinking that if he no longer has to worry about food and clothing, this person might think about his own paintings."
"Pay wrongly with good intentions. Buying paintings with a lot of money helped him, but also hurt him. A short-sighted person made him lose his eyes when he saw the prosperity for a while, but you can't blame your father." Concubine Yun Gui said coldly, "Blame him for being greedy for shortcuts, getting stuck in the quagmire, and failing to live up to the talent and ability that God rewarded him. He can learn from others to perfection, and his ability is not low. Why don't you hone your own real skills?"
Jiang Rao let out a "hmm".
A few days ago, Zhang Liuyuan asked someone to intercede with Jiang Siye, but Jiang Siye did not show up, but asked Jiang Ping to send the painting he bought to Zhang Liuyuan in prison.
Zhang Liuyuan knew that Jiang Xingzhou was the one who bought his painting back then, looking at the painting on which Jiang Xingzhou re-inscribed his name, he felt as if he had been slapped on the face, and wept bitterly.
Crying that he made a wrong step.
When I was so poor, I had a crooked mind, thinking that one day I would be rich and stop.
But when the painting was bought by someone with a lot of money, he was greedy for the taste of making money easily by relying on other people's reputation.
If he studies calligraphy and painting, he will have to wait at least ten, decades, or even a lifetime before he becomes famous.
He just sank into it like this, studying Jiang Xingzhou's brushwork, exhausting his aura along the way, and could never turn back.
Even if it is fake, it is only a fake after all.
Concubine Yun glanced at Jiang Rao's changed bun, which looked like a girl's bun after Jiji, and suddenly asked, "Does your father agree?"
This question made Jiang Rao a little puzzled, Concubine Yun pouted her lips and signaled her, "Your marriage with the Ninth Prince..."
Jiang Rao understood.
She had expected in her heart that her aunt would ask about this, but when she was really asked, she was still a little shy and lowered her head with lowered eyes.
Concubine Yun looked at her shy look in surprise.
Ming Shao, who entered the palace with Jiang Rao, spoke first, "Madam, a few days ago, Fourth Master asked His Highness Jiu to accompany him to drink, and also stayed His Highness Jiu overnight."
Concubine Yun Gui understood the hint in the maid's words, and immediately smiled, "It's only a few days away from Songkou."
Satisfied, she shifted her eyes to Jiang Rao, saw Jiang Rao bowed her head and blushed, and said "Ouch", just as she was about to tease the little girl that she couldn't wait to get married, but seeing that she was really shy, she changed her words, Slightly bending his eyes, he smiled and said to Jiang Rao: "Niannian, my aunt will give you a present."
Jiang Rao came to Shuxiang Palace today, and he brought a gift.
Concubine Yun Gui repeatedly begged Emperor Zhaowu for her family's affairs, not because she was a close relative, so she could accept it with peace of mind, bought some things that Concubine Yun Gui liked but couldn't see in the palace, and came here.
Hearing that Concubine Yun was going to give her a gift, she had always been favored and was used to it, so she would not feel that she was not worth it. She rested her cheeks on both hands, looked up at Concubine Yun with moistened eyes, and asked curiously, "Auntie, what are you doing?" What are you going to give me?"
The little girl's eyes are full of happiness, so good to see that people can't wait to find all the good things in the world for her.
Concubine Yun touched her head affectionately, "You will know tomorrow."
The next day, Ning'anbo Mansion received the imperial decree to grant marriage.