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She wanted to spend this winter together.
They have many more to come.
Her voice fell halfway, and the words in the following sentence became weaker and weaker, and gradually disappeared.
With her back on his back, Rong Ting paused in his footsteps, and glanced back again.
The back of the ear was gradually stained with crimson, and the eyes became dark.
He has never had such emotions for anyone, he wants to be careful and take care of him, but also wants to be domineering and exclusive.
Rong Ting stopped for a while, then walked forward again, the night wind by the river was extremely cold, Rong Ting came out with an empty hand, pulled Jiang Rao's hand hanging in the wind, and stuffed it into her own In her arms, she put down her upturned cone hat and black gauze, blocking her sleeping face.
Try to hide her, even the moon can't see it.
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After sending Jiang Rao back to the inn, Rong Ting sent her back to the couch. He has always been good at taking care of himself, and he is naturally good at taking care of others. He took off her shoes and socks and wiped her feet. Stagnant, drooping eyelids, averted her eyes with no regard for injustice, and continued to unbutton her placket.
It took only a moment for the eyelids to droop, he blinked, and then raised his eyes again.
After that, his gaze never dropped again, and he didn't even blink.
Although the little girl was born petite, she had everything she should have, concave//convex, and saw that his blood was burning, his teeth were gritted, his breath was impetuous, and his face was forbearing. The self-inflicted torment did not take his eyes away, originally he just wanted to help her take off her outer shirt and leave only her middle shirt so that she could sleep more comfortably, but instead he ended up looking embarrassed and sweating profusely.
He knew he couldn't stay here any longer, and just about to get up, there was a rustling sound from the couch.
Rong Ting stopped and looked back.
The little girl was still lying on her back when she was first put on the bed, but she turned over in the blink of an eye, lying on her side facing the outside, her arms grabbed into the air as if she wanted to hug something. His brows were furrowed, as if he had lost his temper in a dream.
Rong Ting watched her little movements with dark eyes, stood for a while, and finally went to lock the door calmly, lifted the quilt, and sent his body into her arms.
The little girl cat curled up in his arms as if she had found a nest, and her frowning brows gradually loosened after smelling the scent. Her unconscious movements disturbed Rong Ting's breathing, she tensed her body, bit her lower lip hard, her veins stretched, and she didn't sleep well all night.
It was only a few hours before daybreak.
A few moments after the sound of the rooster crowing, Ming Shao, who was stunned by the medicine last night, got up with his head up, and asked someone to find out Jiang Rao's room. According to the usual practice, he thought of Jiang Rao's room waiting for Jiang Rao to get up, and pushed the door open. , noticed that the door was locked from the inside, and the interviewer called "girl" twice outside.
Rong Ting covered Jiang Rao's ears, with a smile on his lips, half-faced, looking lazily at the person in his arms.
Ming Shao yelled twice and saw that no one answered, she sighed and walked away.
Jiang Rao wanted to turn over in her dream, but was blocked by something, and the touch was different from that of the wall. She opened her eyes, blinked blankly, looked up at the extra figure on the bed, was startled in fright, and stood up. The arms around his waist receded, being held down by his slumped hands.
He still had that clean and pleasant smell of medicine, and it was not the first time Jiang Rao saw him with loose long hair. Maybe it was the lazy smile on his face that was too seductive, which especially made her heart beat faster this time.
Her face immediately turned red, her arms were pinned down by him and she couldn't move, but she stretched her wrists with a little effort, and raised her hands up, not daring to really put them on his waist, "Why are you here? "
"After I send it back, I wanted to leave, but you held my waist and didn't let me go." Rong Ting's hand pressing her arm exerted a little strength, as if reminding Jiang Rao that her hand was on the ground. Where, he raised his long finger and pointed her eyes, and said half aggrieved and half helpless, "You will cry as soon as I leave."
He still had his black clothes on, and his tone was serious. Although there was a smile on his face, the smile was shallow, serious and helpless, which made what he said look like that.
Jiang Rao quickly lowered her head and wrapped her head in the quilt.
"You treat your maid like this on weekdays?"
She was separated by a layer of quilt, listening to his faint laughter, unable to speak a word.
The quilt was full of the smell of medicine on his body and the fact that his body was close to her eyes made her blush. She said why she thought she could sleep so soundly in bed last night, but she was still very powerful in doing evil while asleep, shrinking Her small body was ashamed to show her face. After a while, the bed moved, and someone lifted her quilt. Jiang Rao tightly grasped the corner of the quilt as if she was holding on to her little face, "Let me stay by myself for a while."
Ming Shao's voice came over, "Girl, it's already dawn, the young master is urging you to take him to have breakfast, it's time to get up."
Jiang Rao poked her head, only showing her eyes, and swept behind Ming Shao, but saw no one.
She pursed her lips, "Where is His Highness the Ninth Prince?"
"He's gone." Ming Shao was startled, "Is that man really His Highness the Ninth Prince?"
Jiang Rao threw a pillow over, "Apart from him, is there anyone else?"
Ming Shao smiled and picked up the pillow that hadn't been thrown far away, patted it, and handed it back to Jiang Rao, "I thought that the girl was thinking about it day and night, so she found someone with the same appearance as His Highness Ninth, so we can talk about it." Acacia."
Jiang Rao threw the pillow back into Ming Shao's arms.
Ming Shao clung to the pillow again, smiling happily, Jiang Rao took a few deep breaths, the heat on her cheeks dissipated, and she said: "What happened to His Highness Ninth Prince, don't make it public."
Ming Shao has developed some insight by being by Jiang Rao's side these years, as usual, she answered Jiang Rao's words and didn't ask too much, "Your servant knows, after a while, your servant will also go down to take care of other people's affairs." Mouth."
She waited on Jiang Rao to wash and dress her, helped her comb her temple hair, and when she was about to send the hairpin into Jiang Rao's hair, she smiled and looked at the charming little girl in the mirror, "In the past six months, the jewelry in the jewelry store, you can also buy it." No one is interested, since you have found someone, I will ask His Highness Ninth to make some things you like."
Jiang Rao glanced at her, ignoring the teasing in her tone.
She pointed to the box of lip balm on the desk, and motioned Ming Shao to apply some lip balm. Ming Shao picked up the lip balm, glanced at Jiang Rao, and teased, "It's not the same to see His Highness the Ninth Prince." , I know that I have dressed up carefully, but he can't see you wearing a cone hat when you go out."
Jiang Rao blushed a bit, pursed her lips, and said duplicity: "There are so many hooks and hooks, I just want to make up my mouth."
After getting dressed, Jiang Rao put on the cone hat and left the inn.
Although she didn't have to go to Huaizhou again, she still wanted to stay in Qiliu Town for a few more days.
At the very least, know who the arsonist is before leaving.
He and Jiang Jinxing had breakfast in the tea house in the town, but Jiang Rao didn't see Rong Ting's figure, so he asked someone to ask, only to find out that he went to the Yamen. When Jiang Jinxing heard about this, he also eagerly wanted to go to the Yamen to investigate the case.
All the attendants who were stunned yesterday woke up, and if they could find someone to follow Jiang Jinxing, Jiang Rao let him go.
She walked around Qiliu Town by herself.
Although she ended up in the new inn, the owner of the new inn is actually not a good person. When she came during the day, the owner said that the inn was full. When they came at night, they knew that the inn was on fire, and they were fine, so they immediately changed their words Said that the inn room is more than half empty.
So one yard is worth one yard. Although she gave the new innkeeper money, she tied him up with the token in Rong Ting's hand.
If the boss has a problem, then the one after another she asked, and even all the inns in this town, have tricks in them.
I went to the dock last night and found nothing, but the darkness covered it, maybe she didn't see it, Jiang Rao felt a little itchy when she thought about it, she called a few maids and guards, and planned to go to the dock during the day.
The habit of going out for many years made her not want to show her identity too much, especially in Qiliu Town, where there are people from all over the world and fish and dragons mixed together, her clothes are far less rich than in Jinling. At least, she asked the maids and guards to follow her away, leaving only Ming Shao by her side, who looked like an ordinary young lady from a wealthy family.
It's a cloudy day, and the light around is a little dark.
The prying eyes of two thieves on the side of the road fell on Jiang Rao.
Wearing a cone hat, her face was vague, and she couldn't see clearly at all, but her exposed hands were long and clean, and coupled with her temperament and figure, they were enough to attract people's attention.
What's more, some dirty sights cannot be blocked by wearing a cone hat.
There were two people sitting on the street with cigarette pipes in their mouths, looking at Jiang Rao, blowing smoke rings, and talking nastyly, "It's worth dying to sleep with this kind of person."
"Don't, he looks very rich, maybe he has a background in the family. This kind of untasteful, take a second look and remember it well. It's addictive to play with it a few times in your dreams."
"Excellence, just think about what you can do, go, go over, let me block, I will touch it, and let you see what it means to be really enjoyable."
"Can it be done?"
"It's not the first time this happened to me. She doesn't belong to us at first glance. She won't stay for long, and there is only one servant girl by her side. Even if she is caught, what can she do?"
Before the whispers were finished, the speaker's hair was grabbed and pulled back violently.
The speaker's body was pulled and dragged on the ground like a sack until he was dragged to the corner of a dark alleyway.
There was a muffled sound when the body hit the stone wall. The sound was not from the back hitting the wall, but from the face.
The violent blow directly broke the bridge of his nose, his head was bleeding, he opened his eyelids covered with scalded blood in shock, and turned his head away. In the blood-red vision, he could vaguely see a face with extraordinary beauty. There is a "click".
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Jiang Rao heard some noise, and looked back over the crowd.
The alley is deep and dark as night.
Jiang Rao frowned, looked in and couldn't see anything, listened carefully, but didn't hear anything else, and continued to walk towards the dock.
When I got to the dock, I heard passers-by on the side of the road talking about someone being beaten on Changqian Street.
Changqian Street happened to be where she came from.
The person who hit him was nowhere to be seen, and the person who was beaten had his hands crippled, howling, limp and bleeding on the ground.
The two people who were beaten were notoriously idle gangsters here, they were beaten, and they were very happy.
But they were so weak that they still claimed their innocence, coupled with the blood on the ground and the miserable appearance of the two, it still made some people feel jealous of the life of the beating person.
When Jiang Rao heard that the person who was beaten was a well-known local ruffian, she became very calm about the sound she heard when she passed Changqian Street just now, and she didn't return for the first time.
Even if the person who hit someone might not be a good person, he still took care of those who did evil.
The dock is busier during the day than at night, and there are old flower sellers by the river, with plum blossoms in flower baskets.
Jiang Rao didn't want to buy anything at first, but when she saw the old man's hunched back and trembling hands, she bought a whole basket of flowers and asked, "Old man, why are you trembling all the time?"
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"Someone was beaten on Changqian Street, I, I saw it." The old flower seller's arms trembled slightly, "The blood is really scary, girl, don't go there."
Jiang Rao nodded, and when she heard Rong Ting's voice calling her small characters, she turned her head to take a look, seeing that it was her, her eyes immediately rolled up.
The old flower seller took Jiang Rao's hand.
Jiang Rao stopped in her tracks and turned her head to look at the old man. The old flower seller's gaze was fixed on Rong Ting. The old man frowned slightly, with inquiring eyes and certainty in his eyes, and said to Jiang Rao, " It seems to be him, beating people very fiercely."