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Jiang Rao was covered by the shadow of his leaning down, looked up at him, he blocked the light, his gentle face was soaked in the shadow, the clothes were simple, the wooden hairpin was plain, even so, it was hard to hide the expensiveness of his body. Angry, but his eyes seemed to be dusty, gloomy, begging for love and affection.
Jiang Rao looked into his eyes, there was a little she dangling in his pupils, as if he was bewitched, he stretched out his hand out of nowhere, wanting to touch his head.
His gray eyes did not know which part of her instinct was triggered, making her feel that she should do this.
You Qi Rong Ting smiled when he saw her raising her hand, and it was another form of encouragement and teasing invisibly, so that she put her hand up like this, and her fingertips were about to touch his black hair. He came into the guest courtyard and said to them: "Miss Jiang, son, my wife is back, I invite you two to have dinner in the front hall, please come with me."
Jiang Rao saw the servant girl looking at them with a smile in her eyes, she quickly retracted her hands, coughed to cover up her embarrassment, and followed the servant girl to the front hall with her hands behind her back.
Rong Ting was behind her, looking at her little hands behind her back, probably she was very shy, her fingertips were a little pink, curled up as if there was no place to rest them.
He smiled and followed with his hands behind his back.
The Zuo Mansion's mansion is not very spacious. Although the distance from the guest courtyard to the front hall is not far, it still takes dozens of steps. Taking advantage of this time, Jiang Rao said to him, "I know what you looked like when you were young."
She dreamed of him once when she was a child.
During festivals, children are small and withdrawn, hiding at the end of the crowd.
Although these days, I have never had a dream that predicts the future. But in the days when I could know the future from dreams, the dreams every night often foreshadowed something, only that one was not, and what I dreamed was the past.
Although she was not sure, she intuitively felt that what she dreamed about in that dream was something that had happened.
Rong Ting frowned, "You know?"
The only intersection he had with her was when the Lantern Festival was abducted that year, when they nestled together to keep warm all night.
Jiang Rao nodded, she couldn't figure out why he was so cute compared to a three-year-old child, but since he wanted to be called cute, it was just a word, she just said it, she was the best at making people happy She turned around and glanced at Rong Ting, "At that time, you were indeed exquisite and lovely."
Rong Ting's footsteps stopped, and his frown still did not loosen.
Snatching her jelly beans, snatching her hairpin, and making her cry, where can she be regarded as exquisite and cute
It was not enough for Jiang Rao to just say it, and he nodded his head with a look of absolute certainty, finally Rong Ting couldn't bear it anymore, and asked suspiciously, "When have you seen me?"
Jiang Rao replied, "I heard about it from my parents."
There is also a maid from the Zuo Mansion in front of her, so naturally she will not talk about the dreams she has had.
Rong Ting smiled lightly.
It turned out that he messed up on his own.
He never had any memory of meeting Jiang Xingzhou or Qin Qingshan.
They went to the front hall and met Madam Zhixian.
Zuozhi County's mansion looks very clean and simple inside and out, and he also has a clean and honest style, but his wife is different from him, she is dressed in gorgeous and luxurious clothes, and the jewelry she wears is very valuable at first glance.
During the dinner, Madam Zhixian hugged Zuo Jixuan, Zuo Jixuan was looking at Jiang Rao, and she was also looking at Jiang Rao. The faces of the mother and son were alike, and the combination of eyesight made Jiang Rao unable to ignore it even if he wanted to.
When leaving, Zuo Jixuan saw Jiang Rao was about to leave, and as the maids said, he pursed his mouth and wanted to cry.
Jiang Rao could see that he didn't want the child to shed tears, and the magistrate and magistrate's wife wanted to keep him, so in order to coax him, they stayed in Zuofu for a while.
Madam Zhixian hugged Zuo Jixuan and looked at Jiang Rao, "I'm really sorry that I delayed your affairs just to make him happy."
Zuo Jixuan sat in her arms, looked at Jiang Rao, but looked happy.
Madam Magistrate covered Zuo Jixuan's ears, and whispered to Jiang Rao, "He had lunch and got sleepy after a while, so just leave, Miss."
Jiang Rao smiled, and took Zuo Jixuan's hand, "I'm here, and I have nothing else to do. I'm flattered that he is willing to talk to me."
Madam Zhixian smiled and lowered her head to tease her son in her arms. Zuo Jixuan was dissatisfied that his mother had covered his ears just now, and ran down to find Jiang Rao to hug him.
Jiang Rao picked him up with a smile, and at noon she asked Ming Shao to go out and buy a rattle for children to play with, which came in handy at the moment and stuffed it into Zuo Jixuan's hand, Zuo Jixuan was obsessed with the little rattle in his hand. What a joke, there is less attention paid to Jiang Rao, Madam Zhixian hastily knocked on his head and pointed him out, "Thank you, Miss Jiang."
Zuo Jixuan pouted his lower lip in pain, looked up at Jiang Rao, and thanked Jiang Rao, "Thank you, Miss Jiang."
Looking at Zuo Jixuan's soft little face now, Jiang Rao couldn't help but think of Rong Ting's words that he is more exquisite and cute. If she could see him when she was a child, she might want to hold him in her arms and not let go. of.
But she seemed younger then.
Madam Zhixian refused to let Zuo Jixuan tire Jiang Rao for too long, so she quickly carried Zuo Jixuan back.
Jiang Rao's arms were empty, she looked at Madam Zhixian, her eyes blinked, her eyelashes flickered, as if she was about to speak.
Madam Zhixian noticed that she was looking at her, and raised her eyes a little. Jiang Rao met her gaze and smiled softly, "Master Zhixian is so kind to Madam."
Although it was only a short lunch, she could tell that Mrs. Zuo had a bright and lively personality, and Zuo Zhixian was just a typical literati, who looked rigid and didn't talk much, but loved his wife very much.
Her parents are also loving, but when she was in Jinling, how could she take her marriage with Rong Ting seriously, she never thought about running it well, now that she thinks about it, her parents are not around, In addition, even if her parents were by her side, she would still be ashamed to ask them some questions. It would be better for a person like Mrs. Zuo who is destined to only meet a few times, who can open up her mind more when talking.
Mrs. Zuo covered her lips and smiled proudly when she heard what Jiang Rao said, "You only saw that he was kind to me, but you saw that I was kind to him? I just had dinner, and the food I brought him almost killed him." bowls are full."
"He has a dull and boring personality. He only cares about the books of sages and sages. He doesn't know what to do when he gets into the books. But he is not a fairy, he is just an idiot who fell into the eyes of books. He can't avoid the trivial things in this world. I have been with him since we were young. I know him well, he is familiar with his temperament, don't look at me, I don't know the grain, I can do the kitchen, I can do embroidery well, I have always sewed and mended his clothes, if I hadn't married me, where would he be? Is there a second person who can take care of him so well?"
Zuo Jixuan, who was in Mrs. Zuo's arms, nodded fiercely, and added, "Daddy, wood."
Obviously agree with Mrs. Zuo's words.
Jiang Rao immediately understood the position of the Zuo magistrate in the family, she rolled her eyes and smiled deeper.
Mrs. Zuo is a merchant's daughter, she admires literature and martial arts, but the status of merchants is low. If she marries a man who sticks to the worldly vision, she will definitely not live such a bright and comfortable life. As an idiot in the movie, she also heard that this statement was not true, but contained a bit of sweet reproach.
It's just that she felt a pain in her heart as if she had been scratched by a cat's paw.
Familiar with his temperament...
She pinched her fingers to think how much she knew about Rong Ting, the more she thought about it, the more empty her head became.
Jiang Rao didn't know what Rong Ting liked, only what he hated.
It doesn't seem right either.
She knew from the dream that he was tired of everything.
But he was obviously different from the dream.
In the end, she still knew nothing about him.
Not to mention the embroidery and cooking skills that she has not yet mastered...
Jiang Rao held his head and got a headache, the sound of rattle drums around him gradually disappeared, Zuo Jixuan fell asleep peacefully in Mrs. Zuo's arms, Mrs. Zuo gently handed him to the arms of a maid beside her, and asked the maid to take him After she got down, she tapped on the table lightly.
After a while, a maid came up with a long emerald box, and Mrs. Zuo handed the long box to Jiang Rao, "This piece of jadeite is Ruyi. It is a treasure that I have treasured for many years. I know that the girl is from Jinling. Well, the family is rich, so such a small thing may not catch your eyes, but Xuan'er hits it off with the girl, and troubled the girl to accompany him for a long time, which delayed the girl's work. You accept this jade wishful as our apology. "
Mrs. Zuo asked her: "When will you and that young master get married?"
Although the magistrate knew that Rong Ting was the ninth prince who fell off the cliff and disappeared during the battle in Huaizhou, when she was having dinner just now, when she heard the magistrate introduce Rong Ting to his wife, he said that his surname was "Qi", and he used a pseudonym, and he did not agree with Mrs. Zuo. Saying that she is a girl from Ning'an Bo's residence, she knew what to say and what not to say in front of Mrs. Zuo, and she didn't reveal too much about herself, so she said nonsense: "Get the winter."
Mrs. Zuo nodded, "Then I, Yu Ruyi, will be a little bit of a gift for you when you get married in the future."
Jiang Rao looked down at the small box, the jadeite was of good quality, but it was indeed not as valuable as the ones in her home, not even as precious as the pendant she was wearing at the moment.
But she smiled, there was no belittling or dissatisfaction in her eyes, and she said "Madam is paying attention", and asked Ming Shao to put the box away.
Compared with Zuo Jixuan, Mrs. Zuo is the one she feels more compatible with. Mrs. Zuo's temperament is somewhat similar to her aunt, but her aunt is not as lucky as Mrs. Zuo, and she married the emperor of the Six Courts of Sangong. You can't get a couple for life.
Jiang Rao accepted the gift, and before Mrs. Zuo was about to speak, she untied the pendants on her earlobes, and handed the two small pendants with a jade body to Mrs. Zuo, "I saw Madam staring at the pendants on my ears all the time. Look, I guess you like it, this pendant is the first time I wear it today, if Madam doesn't dislike it, I will give you this pendant in return."
Mrs. Zuo looked down and was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed, "Miss is so careful."
She was born in a merchant, and her family had a jewelry business, so she could tell at a glance what the quality of the two small pendants in Jiang Rao's hands was, they were worth as much as her six emeralds. Although she liked it, she knew it was too much Guigui, she didn't even intend to ask which shop the pendant came from, and she couldn't go to Jinling, but she didn't expect that, she just turned her mind twice, but Jiang Rao saw through it and picked up the two pendants. He touched the earrings fondly, and said half jokingly and half seriously: "I thought, if the girl accepts my jade Ruyi, I can ask you to do me a favor. It's good that you are such a heavy gift. It makes me embarrassed to ask."
Jiang Rao said "Hey", "If I can help, Ma'am, it's fine."
Mrs. Zuo said: "Miss knows my background. The girl who came out of the merchant's house has always been looked down upon by others. But this is why I can't change my flamboyant personality, which has caused a lot of trouble for my family officials. He has been in charge for seven years. Magistrate, I shouldn't be here. I'm always worried that I let him bear too much criticism and delay his official career. Your little gentleman... Although I don't know his identity, I can see the attitude of the officials towards him. I think I have a good status, maybe I can help the officials."
Jiang Rao listened carefully, but her eyes were clear.
She finds it difficult.
It's not that I don't want to help, it's just that it's not easy to help.
It was just a one-sided meeting, she couldn't tell if Master Zuo was really as capable as Mrs. Zuo said, but she almost died in a sea of fire in the inn in his jurisdiction.
Even though she felt that she had hit it off with Mrs. Zuo and Zuo Jixuan, she still hesitated in her heart.
For the sake of this hit, it doesn't hurt to ask her to give her a gift heavier than earrings. But official career power, after all, is different from earrings whose value can be calculated.
Jiang Rao felt sad in her heart, how could it be the person she felt sympathetic to, who said something embarrassing for her
Mrs. Zuo hadn't finished her sentence, "Don't take the piece of Ruyi I gave you as a bribe. I asked you to help me not to find a shortcut, but to find out that it was me who blocked my career as an official. Or something else?"
Jiang Rao knew that she had misunderstood, she bowed her head in embarrassment, and nodded her head again, as a promise to Madam Zuo.
Just inquiring about something, it's a favor, she can help.
Madam Zuo asked her, "How long does Miss Jiang plan to stay here?"
Jiang Rao said, "Maybe I'll leave tomorrow."
Mrs. Zuo said regretfully: "It would be great if you stayed here for a few more days, and there is someone who will accompany me to the jewelry store. I can see that you must have a good eye when you are dressed."
"If you don't leave, I will find my wife when I have time."
Jiang Rao spoke seriously, Mrs. Zuo didn't take her words as a courtesy, she saw Jiang Rao's temperament when his son pestered her to prevent her from leaving, she was gentle and soft, and she didn't want to hurt others.
She raised her eyes and looked at the hairpin Jiang Rao was wearing. Because she knew Jiang Rao's temperament, she spoke very frankly, "Just now, I stared at the girl's hairpin for a long time. Why did the girl only give me the pendant?"
Jiang Rao raised her hand to protect her hairpin, her eyes widened inadvertently.
She naturally knew that Mrs. Zuo looked at her hairpin longer, but this hairpin was made for her by Rong Ting.
"This hairpin was given to me by someone else."
Jiang Rao looked a little stingy as she pressed the pear flower on the head of the hosta hairpin with her fingertips, her face flushed.
She was afraid that Mrs. Zuo would ask her for this hairpin, which was much easier to refuse than when she misunderstood Mrs. Zuo and asked her to help find a way to promote Zuo magistrate. She has never cared about things outside her body, but this hairpin is the only one that doesn't work.
Mrs. Zuo looked at her like this, smiled faintly, and said to her: "It's a pity that my official is a piece of real wood, and I don't know how to make a hairpin for me."
Jiang Rao didn't know how Mrs. Zuo guessed who gave her the hairpin from her words or actions, she obviously didn't mention Rong Ting's name.
She looked up and saw Mrs. Zuo's smiling eyes turned into crescents, looking behind her, just like she had looked at Zuo Zhixian during lunch, she turned back if she felt something, and saw Mrs. Zuo and Rong Ting standing under the moon gate.
Rong Ting looked at her with a smile, and he didn't know how long he looked there.
Jiang Rao's hand was slowly lowered, somewhat impressively, wondering if he had seen his stingy appearance just now.
After saying goodbye to the magistrate and the magistrate's wife, Ming Shao arranged a carriage and waited outside the mansion. Jiang Rao waited for the carriage, and just as the curtain was drawn down, another person squeezed into the carriage. She looked at Rong Ting's tall figure. When he came in, he still wondered if he had seen the action of holding his head just now, blushed to death, and pointed to the back, "Ming Shao also prepared a carriage for you."
"In the eyes of others, we are a married couple. We ride in the same carriage so that we will not show our flaws."
Rong Ting saw Jiang Rao looking at him blankly, and smiled, "It was agreed earlier, just pretend to be married here."
"Niannian, have you forgotten?"
Jiang Rao certainly didn't forget, she just didn't understand why he pretended that they were married in front of others from the very beginning.
If you insist on explaining, is it to conceal your identity
Thinking about it this way, Jiang Rao finally figured it out a little bit. He didn't see the county magistrate who didn't need to conceal his identity, and he didn't say that they were married.
She didn't drive him down, she acquiesced that Rong Ting rode in her carriage, Rong Ting smiled lightly, boarded the carriage, sat down beside her, and said a few more words, "I'll also tell you about the innkeeper. thing."
Jiang Rao looked up curiously.
Rong Ting didn't say too much, just leaned close to Jiang Rao's ear, and said two words lightly.
"Queen."
Disgust appeared in Jiang Rao's eyes, "The ghost in the yamen is really the cousin of the drowned boss?"
Rong Ting shook his head, "It's other yamen servants."
Hearing what he said, Jiang Rao felt relieved knowing that he had found out who the ghost was. She gritted her teeth, "How did the Queen's hand get here?"
"The governor of Youzhou."
Jiang Rao understood what he meant, a Xi Zimo with military power was not enough, and the governor of Youzhou was actually connected with the Xu family. When the prince ascends to the throne, what will happen to the power of the father-in-law
She trembled a little just thinking about it, her knees suddenly sank, she lowered her eyes, and at some point Rong Ting put her head on her knees, her body tensed up, he turned his head, and his profile was reflected in her Hitomi said, "I was tired all night last night, and I didn't even get a good night's sleep."
Jiang Rao frowned slightly, she still thought it was her mess last night that made him sleep badly, and she couldn't bear to push him. Besides, he leaned on her like this, which made her feel extra at ease.
Just now I was sitting in the guest courtyard of the Zuo Mansion, as soon as he appeared, there would be many more maids in the courtyard, although she kept her face calm, she felt a little uncomfortable.
She knew that if his leg injury healed, he would be a magnificent figure and attract people's attention. But I didn't expect it to be so eye-catching that it attracted the attention of other little girls.
It's really annoying to think about it.
Jiang Rao lowered her eyes, covering her slight uneasiness. The weight on her knees made her bend her lips, and the uneasiness in her eyes suddenly dissipated a little.
When others look at it, she will be the only wife he is marrying in the future.
She looked down at his side face with closed eyes, quiet and well-behaved, such a good-looking face, even if it wasn't out of deceit, she still wanted to admit that he must have been exquisite and cute when he was a child.
She looked down and saw the scars on the back of his neck and the back of his scattered black hair.
when he was a child...
Jiang Rao suddenly realized something.
Since the father-in-law and the queen have always regarded him as a thorn in their side, how did he survive...
She couldn't help stretching her fingers over those scars. He was so good-looking, but those ugly centipede-like scars shouldn't appear on his body.
But if it has been so long since he was injured when he was a child, even the medicine for removing the scars may not be effective.
Just as Jiang Rao's fingertips touched the scar that stretched behind his ear, she rubbed along the lines of the scar, and her phalanx touched his ear, and her wrist suddenly felt cold.
Rong Ting held her hand, slowly got up, his deep eyes were locked on her body, his big palm slowly pressed down, until her little hand was pressed against the wall of the carriage.
Jiang Rao's eyes were clear, and she looked up at him with shaking eyes.
She has seen his expression at this moment before, the time she chased him out from Yecheng and hid him in his carriage.
Her eyelashes blinked tremblingly, and her breathing suddenly became chaotic.
But she shook her eyelashes and bit her lips, not unwillingly, she closed her eyes, her fair little face was slightly raised, her cherry red lips were moist, she looked submissive and at her mercy.
But she didn't wait for what she thought would happen.
Instead, she heard his faint smile, she wanted to open her eyes but he covered her eyes,
Jiang Rao's ears were tickled by his deep laughter, she gradually realized what was wrong with her just now, her cheeks flushed, she grabbed his hand, and saw him kneeling half-kneeling in front of her and laughing, like Laughing at her stupid look that made a mistake.
She was so annoyed that she would make a mistake, and wanted to justify herself, but he lowered his head and kissed all her explanations.
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Surprised by the sudden kiss, Jiang Rao scrambled upwards with his hands, grabbing the hem of his clothes, her face flushed immediately, and she let out a coquettish moan, which made Rong Ting raise her hand and grab her waist, pinning her tightly against the wall, The force on her lips was a little stronger.
After a long time, he kissed the tip of her nose, tilted his head on her shoulder, and his voice became much lower than before, adding an ambiguous hoarseness.
"That's how you like me." He put his hand on her head, and asked her with a faint smile in this unusually provocative voice, "The hairpin you made?"
"Will Madam Zuo want it or not?"
He kept laughing, pinching Jiang Rao's thin red earlobe with cool fingers, and rubbed her calloused fingertips, making her tremble, "Do you want a pendant for Niannian?"