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His voice was deep and stringy.
Jiang Rao, however, was startled by the meaning behind the word tablet, and her vision was blurred by tears in an instant, her eyes were foggy, she looked up at him in a daze, her eyelashes were moist, and the watery look in her almond eyes was pitiful .
Rong Ting slowly loosened his fingers.
He really wanted to lock her up regardless of her wishes, in a place that only he knew. After all, he thought of all the ways that could make her never see others only looking at him.
But he was afraid of her crying.
He thought that if she shed tears, he would feel distressed, but he didn't expect her to panic just because her eyes were red.
He put away his fangs, and in an instant he looked submissive again. He loosened his long fingers and slowly rubbed the red mark on her wrist.
The calluses on her fingertips made Jiang Rao unable to ignore the feeling of rubbing on her wrist. The more gentle his movements were, the more her heart hurt like being pulled. It rained down, she cried hard, her voice trembling, "I will not marry someone else, and I will not marry a piece of wood."
Rong Ting paused, and wiped away the tears on her face with her fingers, but there was a broken smile on her face, "You can stay in Jinling with peace of mind, I will definitely come back."
But in his eyes, there is still the expression when he spoke just now, that kind of deep and frighteningly serious, and his voice is low, "Even if it is a piece of wood, I don't want it."
His promise not only failed to reassure Jiang Rao, but made her feel even more uneasy. Seeing her tears at his fingertips, she suddenly realized how hard she was crying at the moment, and bit her lip to stop crying. Her eyes were as red as rabbits after washing, she grabbed his wrist again to prevent him from wiping her tears, with tears on her cheeks, she asked sobbingly, "When are you leaving?"
"Two days later." Rong Ting's voice softened, and he had the pitiful look he often had in front of her, "Can you come and see me off, Niannian?"
Jiang Rao pursed her lips, lowered her head, and looked like she was nodding, but if she nodded, the movement would be too light.
There was more sharpness in her eyes.
…
The sun sinks and the moon rises, the last light of the sun is swallowed up by the night, and the ashes fade into the night.
When Jiang Rao returned to Uncle Ning'an's mansion, Jiang Xingzhou was waiting for her at the screen wall, his shadow was long by the moonlight.
Jiang Rao walked slowly, with her head down, absent-minded, and she didn't even realize that there was someone at the screen wall. It wasn't until Jiang Xingzhou coughed that she suddenly raised her eyes, was startled, and then called "Father".
Jiang Xingzhou took the lantern from the servant behind him, and walked slowly to Jiang Rao's side. His steps were big, and he walked beside his daughter, taking half a step instead of one step.
Jiang Rao waited for him to talk to her, but he didn't say anything, letting the lantern illuminate the road on Jiang Rao's side.
He didn't say anything all the time, and Jiang Rao couldn't help it anymore, "Father... don't you ask me, where have you been since you came out from my aunt?"
This matter must not be hidden, it is better for her to say it first.
Jiang Xingzhou paused for a moment, but still didn't say anything.
Behind Jiang Rao, Ming Shao, who knew the inside story, couldn't help coughing twice.
Jiang Rao didn't know anything, and couldn't hold back anymore.
At this moment, she was so bored, she wanted to know what her father was thinking, so she went back to the yard after dealing with it, "I went to see His Highness Ninth Prince, isn't father angry?"
"Why am I angry?" Jiang Xingzhou finally spoke, but his tone sounded as light as a joke, "I think, maybe you will do things that will make me even more angry in the future."
Jiang Rao was taken aback, and looked away.
Jiang Xingzhou's tone was brisk, "You don't get mad at me once or twice for this kind of thing, every time you get angry, how can your father and I live so long?"
After he finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows, as if he was joking, Jiang Rao felt relieved, but smiled wryly.
How could she be in the mood to joke, the feeling in her heart at this moment was the anxiety she had never experienced before.
Jiang Xingzhou saw that she was listless and unable to cheer up, and his tone was light, "Do you know that the Ninth Prince is going to be sent to Huaizhou?"
Jiang Rao didn't speak, her eyelids were still slightly red, she pursed her lower lip, as a tacit consent.
"Earlier, I earnestly told you to marry into the royal family, and you will be guilty and suffer. You refused to listen and insisted on marrying him. Look, did you suffer this time?"
Jiang Rao lowered her head, maybe because she saw that her father didn't mean to blame her, or maybe because she was too sad in her heart, she ignored it.
Jiang Xingzhou was still adding fuel to the fire, "If you had listened to me back then, you wouldn't be so sad now."
His cool tone with a bit of disgust and a bit of arrogance made people feel annoyed.
Annoyed and tired, Jiang Rao stomped her feet, "Father, if you want to punish me, just punish me."
Why are you talking so much today
Such sarcastic remarks from the closest person are more piercing than the fastest knife.
"I haven't regretted marrying him."
Sometimes she will feel that she is very similar to her aunt, she is very indifferent to talking about love, and prefers to think about what she wants to get.
If you want to get what you want, you have to give what you should pay.
Her marriage seems to have helped Rong Ting, but it actually helped her find the most comfortable position.
She said that she wanted to get married to someone she liked, but she had met so many people since she was a child, and she had never been tempted by anyone.
She doesn't even know what it's like to be tempted.
"He is going to Huaizhou. The fault is that General Xi led the troops to guard there but did nothing. He hesitated to identify the rebels. He suppressed the disaster and did not report it, causing the people to suffer. The fault was that the Queen wanted to use General Xi's hand to kill him. , it's not my fault."
After she had finished scolding, she remembered that she had scolded one less person. She was afraid that someone would label her as "disrespectful" again. After seeing that there was no one around, the little girl lowered her head and muttered softly, "There is also the emperor. , He doesn’t care about his own son’s life or death.”
Jiang Xingzhou smiled.
Jiang Rao didn't know what he was laughing at. Seeing that she had said it like this, he still looked not serious, and stomped his feet angrily and weakly, "Daddy, I'm really sad today, don't stop made fun of me."
Jiang Xingzhou didn't listen to her at all, there were faint wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, Jiang Rao was petite, once she lowered her head, Jiang Xingzhou had to tilt her head to see the expression on her face, "Look at my beautiful daughter, I'm worried What has become of it?"
Jiang Rao didn't speak to him as if angry.
She was still a little guilty at first, but she was annoyed when he disturbed her like this.
Jiang Xingzhou finally stopped smiling.
"You know why I said it just now, will you be angry with me more in the future?"
He stood the lantern on the railing, let go of his hand, took out a roll of sheepskin from his sleeve, unfolded it under the light of the lantern, and asked Jiang Rao to come and have a look.
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"Two hundred miles away from Huaizhou, there is a Taoyuan. There is almost no material contact with the outside world. It is inaccessible. We went there when you were nine years old. Because of my paintings, the county magistrate gave me face and asked us to live there. After a few days, I drank wine from the county magistrate’s family there and owed him a painting. Now that seven or eight years have passed, the county magistrate is still the magistrate, and I owe him the painting... "
He paused, bowed his head, and said with some embarrassment: "I still owe you."
"However, it's time to pay back."
Looking at the sheepskin map under the candlelight, Jiang Rao asked puzzledly, "Daddy, what does this mean?"
"I know what you're thinking, you want to go to Huaizhou."
Jiang Xingzhou glanced at her sharply, Jiang Rao froze for a moment, then avoided his eyes again.
She never mentioned it to anyone...
"You're wondering why you haven't mentioned it in front of others, but I know." Jiang Xingzhou smiled again, "Because I'm your father."
"The last time I was in prison, I figured out something."
He also wanted to make his children live a carefree life, but at the same time, he used the excuse of being nice to them to put some rules on them, but made them live cautiously around him.
He was too confused.
"Go." He said, "Go to Taoyuan, get closer to him, and come back with him when the time comes."
Tears welled up in Jiang Rao's eyes again.
"Don't cry, I didn't say all that just now, my daughter who was born the most beautiful in Dazhao, it's really ugly when she cries."
Jiang Xingzhou couldn't bear her tears, so he frowned, pretending to be disgusted, "Don't think I made too much sacrifice for you, I just think I won't agree, and you have to go back to Ren Fuqing for medicine , ran out without making a sound and taking care of myself."
The old account was overturned, and Jiang Rao stopped crying in embarrassment.
"Tell me, if I didn't come to look for you, would I still want to sneak out?" Jiang Xingzhou asked her.
Jiang Rao shook her head subconsciously, then slowed down, and admitted, "Daddy is just worried about my safety, but I think... I can be careful and nothing will happen."
"If you think something goes wrong, your mother and I will be the ones who will be sad." Jiang Xingzhou said, "You have to promise me that you will only go to Taoyuan at most, and you are not allowed to go any further south. I am afraid that you will catch that disease. .”
Jiang Rao nodded.
It's fine if her father agrees, if she doesn't agree, she will still feel guilty towards him and her mother in her heart.
A piece of stone was missing in her heart, but she was not completely relaxed.
She frowned and felt that Rong Ting might not ask her to follow.
Maybe, we have to think of a way.
…
Two days later, before the motorcade left the city, Rong Ting never got into the carriage. His deep gaze looked at the avenue paved with bluestone slabs all the way to the end.
After waiting for more than half an hour from the time when the sky was as blue as rain, until the sun gradually brightened, Jiang Rao's figure was still not seen.
Huaiqing finished packing, and came over with a somewhat disheartened face, "Your Highness, everything has been packed, it's time to leave."
He glanced in the direction Rong Ting was looking at, thinking that he didn't wait for Jiang Rao, he felt strange in his heart, "Your Highness, Miss Fourth might be delayed by something."
Rong Ting looked back.
The dark guard came to report for the last time, saying that after she returned from him, she saw Jiang Xingzhou and cried a lot.
It's okay not to come.
With the hidden guards by her side, nothing would happen to her.
But even after persuading himself in this way, he still couldn't hide the disappointment on his face. After boarding the carriage, he leaned against the cold wall and closed his eyes to rest his mind.
The carriage bumped southward.
Cai Xing was less than a mile away when Rong Ting suddenly opened his eyelids, his eyes were cold and cruel.
There was someone else in the car besides him.
The hidden dagger in his sleeve was moved to his fingertips. He stared at the structure of the carriage, only to find that the carriage provided by the Ministry of Internal Affairs was different from the one he rode in before. There was a wooden board standing in the left rear corner. He took a look with his eyes, and there was just enough to block a thin person. Rong Ting touched the long sword behind him with his fingers, without saying anything, without blinking, he drew the sword and cut the wooden board.
A cold light flashed, the wooden plank broke, and Rong Ting looked there with hostility in his eyes.
The little girl was curling up and hugging her knees, quietly hiding inside.