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Jiang Rao's ears were reddened by his calm attitude, she didn't know where to put her eyes, her slender fingers were pressed against his chest, and her mind was confused.
Is it because men's chests are so hard, or... is it just him
And what he said... It's not like she married him, but she married him and came back.
She couldn't figure it out herself, she just thought that he looked like a goblin.
As for her scholar who was bewitched by the goblin, her willpower was as weak as paper, and the beauty of the world was in front of her eyes, so all her thoughts went to him, and she couldn't think of anything else in her mind.
The scene of falling asleep together... It is not unheard of in the dream, but she always looks at herself more when dreaming, and she is reluctant to only see herself in the dream, and never pays attention to what he looks like .
Jiang Rao couldn't pull her hand back, she raised her head, looked at Rong Ting's lazily smiling face, she had just woken up not long ago, her mind was not clear enough, her heart began to pound.
Since she couldn't hide, she simply retracted her face into the quilt, her vision was blocked by the quilt and she was drowsy, and she could no longer see the pictures that made her blush and heartbeat, so she could hide her blushing face.
With a smile in his eyes, Rong Ting let go of his hand and got up first to stay on the bed.
Jiang Rao also hid her face under the brocade quilt, she bit her lip, unable to figure out when exactly at night she reached into his arms.
His fingers curled up and curled up, thinking of what he just touched, his fingertips couldn't help but feel a little hot.
She took a few breaths before finally getting out of the quilt.
Rong Ting has already dressed most of his clothes.
Jiang Rao glanced around the room twice, the door bolt was still on the door and hadn't been removed, there was no maid in the room to serve her.
She remembered his habit of not wanting to be served close to him. Seeing that he was still like this, she didn't say anything, but she also got up and went to Rong Ting's eyes, tied the ropes on his clothes, and fastened the buttons on his clothes .
She did this movement thousands of times in her dream, but now she was still clumsy and unfamiliar, and she buttoned a wrong button during the period, Rong Ting didn't say anything, just looked at her with a smile, it was Jiang Rao who saw the hem of his clothes The folds at the corners were wrong, and realizing that she had buttoned the button in the wrong place, she hurriedly unbuttoned it and buttoned it back.
After finishing his clothes, she blushed because of her clumsiness, and said, "I won't be like this in the future."
Rong Ting smiled and repeated the word in her words that pleased him the most, "Well, later."
When the servant girl came to dress up Jiang Rao, Rong Ting watched from the sidelines, and when she finished dressing, he took her by the hand and had some breakfast, and went into the palace together to serve tea to Emperor Zhaowu.
If Empress Jiahe hadn't been confined to Jinxiu Palace, she should have been there.
However, Emperor Zhaowu had grounded her, but he had never mentioned when the ban would be lifted. I don't know Empress Jiahe, and other discerning people in the palace could have seen it. Emperor Zhaowu wanted the empress to settle the case, not only for poisoning the Qiang warriors, but also for the punishment. There must be someone else.
Otherwise, for the crime of poisoning the Qiang warriors, they will be banned for ten days and get rid of the phoenix seal, and they should be released.
When serving tea, Jiang Rao saw Emperor Zhaowu coughing from time to time, showing his old age, so he deliberately looked at Emperor Zhaowu twice, and when he left the Jinluan Hall, he suddenly felt a little hesitant.
There are things I want to say, but I know I shouldn't.
Counting her seventeenth birthday, she seemed to be in the prime of life when the new emperor succeeded to the throne in her dream. After counting, it was only these two years.
So the current emperor...
She took a look at Rong Ting who was walking beside her. He had a faint smile on his face all day long and seemed to be in a good mood, so she couldn't bear to say something depressing.
It's a pity that she never dreamed who Emperor Zhaowu would pass the throne to.
She only knew that as long as the Seventeenth Prince or the Fourth Prince was not on the throne, neither Rong Ting nor her family would be fine.
The tea ceremony was over, and Ning'an Bo's mansion also returned to the door. The newlyweds still have half a month's vacation. Ning'an Bo's mansion has a lot of properties in Jinling. Jiang Rao made a calculation. The scenery in Zhuangzi should be good, and there are hot springs where you can soak in hot springs, which can relax muscles and activate blood, which should be able to take care of Rong Ting's body.
She asked the servant girl to pack her bags and planned to live there for a few days.
She felt that Rong Ting's life was monotonous before, even if she met her and returned to Jinling, he would either read books or socialize, never heard of him having any other hobbies, he had never even been to a restaurant other than socializing, At that time, she wanted to intervene and let him learn to have fun in his spare time, but because he didn't have a suitable status, he didn't do it for a long time.
Now that she was his wife, she finally had a chance to intervene, and only after her luggage was packed, she bounced to the study to look for him.
In the study room, Rong Ting had just sent the spy who came to report the news to him, his face was very cold, when he heard the familiar footsteps, his eyes softened a bit, he walked quickly to push open the door of the study room, seeing that it was indeed Jiang Rao coming over, He just smiled.
He is still obedient and obedient, everything goes according to Jiang Rao's appearance, when she thinks of Rao Gushan, he follows without any complaints or opinions.
The spies who came to report the matter had followed Rong Ting for a while when they were in Huaizhou, and had seen Rong Ting's merciless methods of playing tricks on people's hearts. Fingering softly, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
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Although Rong Ting was in Raogu Mountain, he did not relax his surveillance of Jinling.
Emperor Zhaowu's body became worse day by day.
He has no feelings for his father, thinking that Emperor Zhaowu's health is gradually failing, he doesn't even have any waves in his heart.
But people who don't matter.
He was able to survive in the palace because he avoided the sharp spear and guarded against the hidden arrows day by day, and barely survived, not because of his blessing.
Now the power in his hands is earned by himself, not given by him.
If necessary, he could even give him a ride in advance for the sake of the throne.
The throne must fall into his hands.
Jiang Rao married him, so her wealth and life were in his hands.
He once wanted the throne because he wanted to take revenge, to torture those who had trampled on him, but now he wanted the throne because he wanted to protect her for the rest of her life.
If the throne falls into the hands of others, with the way he deals with them now, if they really want to get the throne, they will definitely not be able to tolerate him.
Jiang Rao will definitely be implicated by him.
After reading the secret letter sent by the spies, Rong Ting used his internal energy to crush the paper in the palm of his hand, Jiang Rao's footsteps came from the yard, and when he opened the door, he saw her blushing, and raised her hand excitedly A small jar with soil in it, "Look what I dug out?"
The wine jar was stained with dirt, and her hands and face were covered with dirt. Her originally fair face became dirty.
With a smile in his eyes, Rong Ting stretched out his hand to wipe off the ashes on her face, "It's wine."
"It's good wine." Jiang Rao patted the jar, and said with reason: "The wine my father hid so deeply must be good wine."
Jiang Rao knew before that there was wine buried in the Zhuangzi of Rao Gushan, but she never thought about digging it up for Rong Ting to drink before she came here.
She brought him here just to see what he likes, so that he can find something to amuse himself when she can't be with him.
But when she arrived at Raogu Mountain, she realized that it was not easy to find out what Rongting likes.
It's not even easy to find out what he likes to eat.
At first she didn't think so, she would try to put meat and vegetables in his bowl when eating, to see what he would move or not, but later she gradually found that as long as it was something she put in, he would eat it, and then she understood those things. The food is not what he really likes to eat at all.
He listened to everything she had to say, but he didn't seem to like anything.
Jiang Rao began to think about digging for wine.
Let alone her father, her grandparents, uncles and uncles all like wine.
Seeing that Jiang Rao wanted him to taste the wine, Rong Ting declined, "I'm too strong to drink."
"I don't want him to drink more, but it's okay to have a drink."
"Then you drink with me?"
Rong Ting narrowed his eyes, his phoenix pupils were dark, and looked at Jiang Rao.
Although Jiang Rao didn't drink much, but now she is not afraid of the spicy taste of wine, even because the wine she drank on the wedding night tasted good, and she has a good impression of wine.
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She was about to nod, but Rong Ting shook her head, took the wine jar from Jiang Rao's hand, knocked on it, seemed to be thinking about something, suddenly narrowed her eyes, and said to Jiang Rao: "This wine should taste good. , but, you can't drink."
Jiang Rao frowned, "Why?"
It tastes good. Why can't she drink it
"If you drink it, something will happen."
"Not even one bite?"
"No." Rong Ting said decisively, "I'll take this wine, don't make any more plans about it."
Jiang Rao dug for the wine for a long time, and finally didn't even know what the taste of the wine was.
Originally, she didn't care that much, but what Rong Ting said made her feel like being scratched in her heart, and she was eager to move towards the jar of wine.
It's not enough to just take a sip, but it's okay to taste every drop, right
She wanted to get the wine back from Rong Ting's hand, but she was not tall enough, she couldn't grab it on tiptoe several times, so she left in anger.
I thought about how to steal the wine back from Rongting all day, but at night, I saw this jar of wine on the table in the bedroom.
Jiang Rao felt pleasantly surprised and surprised, and asked Ming Shao, "Where did this wine come from?"
"I don't know who put it in the yard, but the servants saw it and carried it back to the house."
"Then His Highness is back?"
"Not yet."
Jiang Rao no longer inquired about the origin of the wine, but when she heard that Rong Ting was not there, her eyes were smiling like the crescent moon in the sky, waiting for Ming Shao to go out, she secretly opened the jar, intending to taste some.
The plan was a little, but after taking a sip, the wine was so spicy that my throat hurt when I coughed.
She took a sip of the wine and didn't intend to touch it anymore. Ming Shao came over and took a look at Jiang Rao, seeing that her face was blushing strangely, "Could it be that the girl is drunk?"
Jiang Rao's voice was a little confused, and she stretched out her voice, "I'm not drunk..."
Ming Shao shook her head, "You must be drunk, the jar of wine smells so bad, it's probably strong alcohol."
She supported Jiang Rao, "Go soak in the soup pool, maybe it will be more comfortable."
Jiang Rao was obediently taken by Ming Shao to the hot spring pool, Ming Shao made arrangements for Jiang Rao, and left here holding Jiang Rao's changed clothes.
Jiang Rao was lying on the edge of the pool, steamed by the heat, even though she felt that the drink she had just had didn't make her drunk, but just a little tipsy, now she was steamed by the heat and looked drunk, covered in powder, squinting The eyes look comfortable.
A figure appeared in front of him in a trance, Jiang Rao thought it was Ming Shao, blinked, looked at it several times, and found something wrong.
The man's face was steamed with heat, and he was both immortal and lustful.