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Without batting an eye, Rong Ting watched his hidden guard stabbing the man with his sword before turning around, hugging Jiang Rao who had her head in his arms, and boarded the carriage.
The passerby was subdued by the hidden guards brought by Rong Ting.
The road gave way, and Wu Que drove the carriage towards Jinling City.
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Inside the carriage.
As soon as Jiang Rao touched the stool, his body immediately shivered.
She was holding the purse tightly, and Rong Ting knelt down, opened her fingers one by one, opened the purse and saw what was inside, those white powders... were drugs.
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He had previously noticed the pouch and dagger on her body not long after she returned to Beijing. He knew her intention to protect herself, but he never thought of the reason to himself.
He knew that it was not a good thing for her to associate with him, and she knew it in her heart.
She knew it in her heart, but she still married him.
Rong Ting breathed a little harder, it sounded like a sigh.
He threw his purse aside, and took Jiang Rao's hand into his own.
Her palms were always warm, but this time they were actually colder than his.
Rong Ting rubbed her hands together, breathing in the hot air.
Jiang Rao's hands warmed up little by little, she lowered her head, her eyes fell on Rong Ting's face.
Although his clothes were stained with blood and dust, his face was clean, and even in the dark of night, his handsome appearance could not be blocked.
On the other hand, she was dirty from head to toe.
Jiang Rao looked at the mud and ashes on her fingers, and felt a little disgusted. She shrank her hands back, but was pulled back by Rong Ting.
"It's kind of dirty..." Jiang Rao said, gradually losing her voice as she spoke.
She watched Rong Ting pull her hand towards him and put it inside his skirt.
His hands were cold, but his arms were warm, so warm that Jiang Rao's tears welled up, and his eyes blurred again.
"It's my fault for coming too late." He spoke in an assertive and domineering tone, but there was a bit of an attitude of admitting his mistakes in his expression, which did not sound domineering.
Jiang Rao had no resentment in her heart at first, but after being coaxed by him like this, all the grievances came out. Originally, she was just sobbing in a low voice, but now the tears suddenly poured out as if she didn't want money.
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Year-old Anyuan.
After Jiang Rao cleansed her body and face, she came out of the inner room. The ashes on her face and the top of her head were washed off, and her skin became as clear and clean as before, but her eyes were still drooping, looking sleepy like It's like being sick, and you don't look good.
She was still afraid because of what happened just now, and when she was in the shower, she recalled that her life was hanging by a thread, her legs and feet were trembling.
If Rong Ting hadn't discovered it early, she would not know where she is now.
Jiang Rao came out of the inner room with wet hair, Rong Ting took the handkerchief in the servant girl's hand to wipe Jiang Rao's water, walked to Jiang Rao's side, hugged her in his arms, and wiped her hair.
Jiang Rao sat in his arms, her head drooped as he wiped her hair.
She looks like a small person even with her shadow, with her hands on her knees, she is dignified, quiet and obedient.
There are many things in my heart that I want to ask.
Why did those thieves blocking the way come? He should be in the palace, why did he find out about her attack so quickly
Also, who are those people in Tsing Yi, and why did they appear there so quickly...
Those people in Tsing Yi appeared too early, as if they were always by her side.
While she was thankful that he arrived in time, she felt uneasy because of those men in Tsing Yi who were skilled in martial arts.
She was so afraid of him at first, not only because of his terrible methods in the dream, but also... control desire.
In the first few dreams, she was imprisoned by him and served by his side. She suffered all kinds of difficulties. At first, she could not be too close to him, nor could she be too far away from him. Later, as time passed, she was transferred to serve her personally. No matter what time it is, there are always people around her who watch her and prevent her from escaping. Those people followed her almost every step of the way, reporting her every move to him, almost driving her crazy!
Those people in Tsing Yi were obviously at his disposal.
Jiang Rao wanted to ask, but was afraid to ask.
Just looking at her back, Rong Ting could tell that she was preoccupied.
She looked petite at first, but now she shrank her shoulders, looking like she wanted to shrink herself into a ball, which made people feel distressed.
He paused while wiping her hair, and said, "Your maid has returned."
"She didn't run very far, and she was not injured when she came back."
Jiang Rao raised her head sullenly, and looked at him with her face flattened.
He can arrange the things she cares about very well without her saying anything.
He seemed to know what she cared about.
She still wanted to ask about those people in Tsing Yi.
But it's not the moment to ask.
You don't have to ask him, either.
After thinking and thinking, she put down the matter of the man in Tsing Yi, cleared her throat, and asked: "Those blocking the way, are they bandits or someone else..."
"It's not a bandit."
Sure enough, it's not a bandit.
Jiang Rao didn't have the slightest joy of guessing right. Thinking of the scene where his carriage was stopped, he pursed his lips in anger and fear, and asked, "Who is that?"
"My seventeenth brother."
Jiang Rao pursed her lower lip.
The Seventeenth Prince...
This method is too poisonous.
The people he found not only wanted her life, but also wanted to insult her reputation.
Not to mention that she is now married to Rong Ting, even if she is just someone who has nothing to do with the royal family, she does not want the Seventeenth Prince to succeed to the throne in the end. She also feared that she would not have a good life in the future.
Although she didn't dream about who would succeed to the throne in the end, at least she was sure that it would not be the Seventeenth Prince.
The Seventeenth Prince's fate was much worse than hers.
"You won't let him go, will you?"
She raised her face again and looked at Rong Ting.
Rong Ting laughed, what did she think of him, that his kindness had become weak.
Obviously both of these have nothing to do with him.
"Won't."
He looked down into her eyes. After crying, the corners of the eyes were still wet and red, and his breathing was very light and slow, with pauses, the same as the breath just now when he started crying.
He suddenly regretted it.
It shouldn't be that easy to kill that man.
It should be tortured more severely.
At that time, Rong Yuan has to suffer together.
"Still afraid?" He was calculating in his heart, but his voice was soft and hoarse when he listened carefully, and there was a hostility in his eyes that could not be ignored.
Jiang Rao shook his head.
Although she shook her head, there was genuine fear in her almond eyes.
She discussed with Rong Ting, "Can the candles stay lit tonight?"
She is still afraid.
In the night, the man in black looking at her lewdly and presumptuously was lingering in her mind.
Even though she knew that this man would not be able to hurt her, when she thought about it, she could still think of being cornered by him, how suffocated she was when she had nowhere to go, and when she thought about it, she still felt cold all over.
After being abducted as a child, she dared not come out at night for a long time.
She reckoned that it would take a long time for her to dare to go out at night.
After Jiang Rao finished speaking, she added another sentence, "If the candles are too bright... I, I can go to the study."
Feeling too much.
"You don't have to go anywhere." Rong Ting said calmly.
He wished she would cause him more trouble.
She can always remember the kindness others gave her.
Then he gave her enough, and she would never leave him.
After wiping Jiang Rao's hair, he put the towel aside, took out a few candlesticks from the drawer, lit them and placed them in the center of the hall, illuminating the whole room very brightly.
Jiang Rao originally wanted to make the room bright, but she didn't expect him to make such a big splash. She looked at the row of candlesticks in the hall, bit her lips, a little embarrassed, and waited for Rongting to come back, and hurriedly let it in Make the couch.
Looking at Jiang Rao's movements, Rong Ting paused for a while, looking at Jiang Rao with a look of hesitation.
Looking at him, Jiang Rao suddenly understood what was wrong with her actions.
Originally, she was still quarreling with him, but just in the morning, she threatened him to go to sleep in the study if he didn't know the seriousness again.
As a result, not only did she not drive people to the study at night, she even gave way in.
A posture to give up his position and invite him to come up.
Jiang Rao: "..."
The more she thought about it, the more ashamed she felt.
It's so embarrassing.
Now that he had lost face for a while, he simply broke the jar, Jiang Rao was a little annoyed, patted the quilt beside him, and said with a nonchalant expression, "Come up."
It's just that her broken pot was broken, just this time.
When Rong Ting was lying on her side, she wanted to roll into his arms, and then she began to recall her action of giving up one side of the bed just now.
It was really embarrassing.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
The candle was burning, but it was useless, she didn't really want to close her eyes, she lit her fingers on the bed, counting when Rong Ting would come and pull her into his arms.
But her fingers were sore, and she almost counted to one hundred, but she still couldn't wait.
He obviously likes the person who holds her in his arms, she wants him to hold her tonight, why did he hold back
Jiang Rao kept pointing and pointing her fingers, wanting to move towards him, but she couldn't let go of her own airs, so she lay straight on the inside of the bed, her eyes were round, looking at the bed board, and she wanted to wait for the people around her to move first. Fall asleep, and then slip away secretly.
Only then did she suddenly realize that in normal days, she was often the one who went to bed first.
He wakes up first...
Therefore, in other couples, the man sleeps inside and the woman sleeps outside, so that he can serve the man when he wakes up in the morning. When it comes to them, it's completely reversed.
Suddenly a hand came across and waved in front of her eyes.
Those fingers are slender and have clear lines.
"You're really not afraid anymore?"
Rong Ting's voice rang in her ears.
Jiang Rao tilted her head.
The tone of his rhetorical question was as if he had seen through that she was trying to be brave by shaking her head just now.
Even this thought was seen through, and her face was lost again.
Jiang Rao felt a little angry in her heart, and was about to be more confident, to say that she was no longer afraid.
Rong Ting stretched out his long hand, and took her into his arms including the person and the quilt.
He leaned his head closer, rubbed his pillow into her pillow, and said softly, "But I'm afraid."
Jiang Rao's eyes widened instantly.
What is he afraid of
She was pressed together by his body and a quilt, curled up in the quilt like a silkworm chrysalis, and it was very difficult for her to move.
Jiang Rao lowered her head to look at him with difficulty. She could only see his long eyelashes and high nose, but couldn't see his expression. She said slowly, "What are you afraid of... What are you afraid of?"
Rong Ting was silent for a long time, then looked sad, smiled slightly, and said: "If something happens to you, I will have no home."
Jiang Rao fell silent.
Even though she couldn't see his expression clearly, she still felt uncomfortable because of his tone.
Obviously there was a smile in his breath, but it sounded particularly uncomfortable.
As if she was gone, he would have nothing.
Perhaps because of dreaming about what he looked like when he was hostile to her, Jiang Rao suddenly felt an ominous premonition.
If something happened to her, would he have to become like in his dream again
Even if there are rivers of blood flowing in his eyes, even if there are corpses under his feet, he is always expressionless and merciless.
No sympathy for others, no pity for yourself.
No one likes him, even he himself doesn't seem to like himself that much, he always looks superior and tired of everything.
Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Rao's blood seemed to be frozen. With a little strength, she took out her hand from under the quilt, stretched it out, put it on his back, and slowly hugged him whole.
"Now your father treats you well. You... the palace is where you grew up, and that is also your home. This world belongs to the Rong family. No matter where you are, you have a home."
Rong Ting raised the corner of his lips and sneered silently.
Homecoming…
Without her, no matter where it is, there are only four walls and two windows. Only when she is there can he be considered homeless.
Seeing that she was willing to come into his arms, he put away his cowardly posture, put his slender fingers on her back, and patted her lightly, "Go to sleep, you are tired too."
Jiang Rao looked up at him, "What about you?"
Rong Ting laughed, and when he smiled, the corners of his deep eyes drooped downwards, without any trace of cruelty or ruthlessness, he looked extraordinarily doting, "When you fall asleep, I will fall asleep too."
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