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Jiang Rao just lay her pillow on Rong Ting's heart, following his heartbeat, taking breaths one by one, her nose getting more and more sore. Not long after, he gradually fell asleep.
Rong Ting has always slept less, and wakes up after a quarter of an hour. If he is the only one on the bed, he will definitely get up at this time. He glanced at Jiang Rao who was lying on his chest, sleeping soundly, and waited until the dusk. When Jiang Rao blinked his eyelashes as if he was about to wake up, he suddenly closed his eyes and slowed down his breathing.
I still remember the little girl sleeping on his chest.
reluctant.
He was really reluctant.
Even though she felt disgusted that she still cared about her family and little friends besides him, she still couldn't bear to keep her in a place where no one could see her except him, as she thought in her heart.
I can't bear to see the sad expression on this face.
Jiang Rao woke up, blinked twice in a daze, and realized that she had fallen asleep unconsciously, blushing in shame, seeing that Rong Ting seemed to be still awake, and the arms on her body were loosened, she Taking advantage of this rare opportunity in a hurry, she stayed at the bed and walked to the rosewood table.
The medicine brought in by the maid was already cold, and the bowl was placed on the table. Jiang Rao walked over to try the bowl, blaming himself for his lethargy, thinking that Rong Ting was too tired, so let him sleep for a while, and wait for the medicine to be cooked Wake him up again, who would have thought that she would also fall asleep with him.
Jiang Rao carefully went out with the medicine bowl in her arms, trying to ask the kitchen to cook a new medicine before Rong Ting woke up.
She went out to the bed and took a look, seeing that Rong Ting's body was not moving, as if she was still asleep, the pain in her heart was almost escalated to the extreme.
She has never seen him sleep so long during the day, it seems that he is really exhausted these days.
Jiang Rao tried to keep her footsteps as light as possible. After going out, she saw a few maids cleaning the yard, and called one of them over, "Your Highness, have you had a good meal at noon?"
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The maid was exactly the one Jiang Rao asked to help leave a message for Rong Ting.
"Your Highness doesn't seem to have much appetite, and the dishes haven't been moved much. It seems that he is not in a good mood, and he looks like he is about to lose his temper..."
Jiang Rao's brows darkened for a moment, she stopped in her tracks, and asked earnestly, "How many dishes do you have for lunch today?"
The little servant girl thought that Jiang Rao was going to blame the kitchen, and panicked a little for the people in the kitchen, but she still answered everything.
Jiang Rao became more suspicious after hearing this.
The dishes mentioned by the servant girl have never been made in the kitchen before, she can't remember everything clearly, and now she can't remember how Rong Ting reacted to these dishes before...
She pursed her lips together, her eyebrows slightly drawn together.
Just now the servant girl said that he was going to lose his temper...
Now she can hardly connect the incident of losing her temper with Rong Ting.
Could it be that the maid made a mistake
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Ten days later, Shuxiang Palace sent a letter to Jiang Rao, and Concubine Yun called Jiang Rao into the palace to meet her.
When Jiang Rao came to Shuxiang Palace, she saw that Concubine Yun was wearing a very plain bean green gown, with almost no makeup on her body, and she did not have the extravagant and ostentatious style in the past.
Emperor Zhaowu was seriously ill, and Concubine Yun Gui also fell in love with the plain color.
She faces the sky every day, mainly dressed in plain clothes, does not fight or fight in front of the concubine, and frowns tightly every day.
A Buddha statue was enshrined in Shuxiang Palace, and Concubine Yun Gui chanted scriptures and prayed for Emperor Zhaowu every day.
Jiang Rao worshiped three sticks of incense in front of the Buddha statue, prayed for Emperor Zhaowu, and entered the inner room with Concubine Yun.
She took the teacup handed to her by Concubine Yun Gui, and asked, "When did my aunt enshrine a Buddha statue in the palace?"
Concubine Yun Gui said wearily and wearily: "Nowadays, many empresses in the palace enshrine Buddha statues in their own palaces. I shouldn't lag behind them."
"The emperor's illness...how is it?"
Concubine Yun Gui looked careless, and only said: "Life and death are fate."
She has a calm face, and she can still pretend to be heartbroken outside, but now that she is alone with Jiang Rao, she is not willing to pretend to be sad.
She knew her own identity, but she was serving the emperor with color, so she didn't really care whether Emperor Zhaowu's thoughts about her were true or not.
Even if Emperor Zhaowu handed over the Phoenix Seal to her... She deserved it all. During the six months when he ignored her, she shed a lot of tears just to pretend to be sad. one for her.
She was used to listening to the sweet love words from those men in her boudoir, and she was not a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, how could she be easily deceived by sweet words.
After so many years of fighting and fighting, she was terribly bored. She used to worry that the Seventeenth Prince would succeed to the throne in the end. Looking at the situation now, the throne will definitely not fall into the hands of the Seventeenth Prince. As long as the last successor is not the Seventeenth Prince, Her future days will never be too sad.
If Emperor Zhaowu really dies one day, she will finally be able to live a life of doing nothing, and she will finally be able to breathe a sigh of relief.
It's just that such rebellious words, even if Jiang Rao is in front of her, she can't say it. If someone really listens to it, it will not only harm herself, but also Jiang Rao. .
The sentence of life and death has already made Jiang Rao see Yun Guifei's attitude clearly.
She knew before that my aunt didn't really care about the emperor, but even if someone who had nothing to do with her died, her heart would inevitably be touched, let alone the person who had been with her for so many years.
But my aunt is so indifferent, it can be seen that she is really unhappy living in the palace.
Jiang Rao put down the teacup in his hand, and took Concubine Yun Gui's hand, "My aunt is lonely chanting scriptures by herself, why don't I go to the palace to accompany you these few days."
Concubine Yun withdrew her hand, smiled lightly, and said: "You are newly married, if you stay here with me, your husband will have to urge people to come over every day and ask you to go back?"
She added: "Before you get married, it's okay to stay with me for a while. Now that you're married, it's completely inappropriate for me to keep you here."
Jiang Rao lowered his head and took a sip of tea.
The holidays allocated by the newlyweds are gone in a blink of an eye, and it has been a few days since Rong Ting returned to the court hall.
She wanted to go to the palace to see my aunt a few days ago, but his illness came and went, coughing and headaches, making her unable to walk away even a step.
Seeing that he seemed to be better today, she had the opportunity to enter the palace today.
But whether the disease will recur in the future, she is not sure, and she still thinks about going back sooner.
Seeing Jiang Rao lowering her head, Concubine Yun Gui didn't know what she was thinking. She glanced up and down, scanned Jiang Rao several times, and suddenly leaned into Jiang Rao's ear, and asked mysteriously: "The booklet I gave you earlier , is it available?"
Jiang Rao almost spit out all the tea he drank.
She can remember all the nonsense that the nuns assigned to her by Yun Guifei, as well as the things in her pamphlet, are fresh in her memory.
She felt ashamed just thinking about the pictures in the disaster avoidance book.
Her aunt also had the nerve to deliver this hot thing to her.
Jiang Rao took a deep breath and said calmly, "Throw it away."
"Oh—" Yun Guifei dragged out her voice, and said, "It's useless?"
"It's useless."
Concubine Yun Gui smiled when she heard the words, covered by her round fan, her smile was indistinct, "I thought that the Ninth Prince had a leg illness, and I finally found that booklet, since you said it was useless, it seems that he is recovering well? "
Jiang Rao was overwhelmed with shame and indignation, all the pictures on the pamphlet were of women... Her face became extremely hot, and she pushed and pushed the steaming teacup on the table towards Concubine Yun, otherwise As soon as the hot air hit her face, she couldn't breathe.
In the shadow of the teacup falling, one could see how red her face was.
Concubine Yun always liked to make Jiang Rao blush, she rolled her eyes and never put them down again, "Since he has good legs and feet, I will find some other books for you some other day."
Jiang Rao choked a few times, she went back to Ning'an Bo's mansion, and she was never caught by her mother to ask such a question.
She shook her head violently, "Auntie, don't ask any more questions."
Concubine Yun Gui didn't dare to tease her too hard, she slapped the round fan in her hand, and said very reassuringly: "Looking at his appearance, he should be loving."
Although she herself has no good fortune, when she meets a good marriage and sees her beloved niece, whom she treats as a daughter, having a happy marriage, she feels at ease.
When Rong Ting was still in a wheelchair, although she had some concerns, she never overly hindered her. As long as she could make Jiang Rao happy and the man had no major flaws in his conduct, it was a good marriage that she recognized.
Jiang Rao lowered her head shyly and said nothing at all.
The only dissatisfaction she has with him is probably on this kind of thing.
It's just that she is willing, if she really says how dissatisfied she is, it doesn't count.
Concubine Yun Gui smiled, her expression suddenly turned cold.
"I was just so happy to see you that I almost forgot."
She held the thin fan with her slender and long fingers, and the strength of her fingertips seemed to be able to squeeze through the paper-thin fan, "What happened to those villains you met when you came back from the Shangsi Festival outing? "
Jiang Rao knew that this matter would be brought up by Concubine Yun Gui sooner or later, and she had already prepared an excuse in her heart.
The situation this time was a little different from when she returned to Ning'anbo Mansion. At that time, she was afraid that her parents would be too worried, so she didn't mention the Seventeenth Prince in front of them.
Now that the seventeenth prince is being interrogated by Qiao Zhi, there is no need to hide this matter. Jiang Rao said everything, and Concubine Yun Gui said: "Miss Hu, you should go and find her, because she is good at your kung fu." The level of conceit, she was not able to be with you, and she was probably a little annoyed."
Jiang Rao nodded.
"You really are a fate." Concubine Yun raised her hand and tapped Jiang Rao's forehead, "If you hadn't been accompanied by guards, wouldn't something have happened?"
Jiang Rao nodded.
She didn't mention those dark-clothed guards at all.
Her intuition is still unresolved.
After returning to Ning Anbo Mansion, she asked Jiang Jinxing who the black shadow he saw in Qiliu Town was, and she had a guess in her mind.
But I still don't like to check clearly.
If she had been with so many people since the early days...after what happened at the foot of Raogu Mountain, she would not feel that this was a useless arrangement, but she didn't know why Rong Ting never mentioned it to her.
If she and him were just acquaintances, she would not have those dreams that foretell the future. She had never dreamed of being alive under his airtight control, so she would not be entangled with this.
Jiang Rao didn't want to think too much about this matter, so she deliberately pulled the topic away from it, and asked Concubine Yun, "Is Jinxiu Palace safe now?"
Concubine Yun Gui sneered, "How can the empress settle down?"
"The emperor took into account the reputation of the Xu family in Jinling. Although she had been imprisoned, he refused to abolish the empress. This time the seventeenth prince made a mistake. The empress wanted to come out of Jinxiu Palace several times to meet the emperor, but even if the emperor did not I'm afraid I don't want to see her face."
"I thought that from the moment the emperor pretended to be tender and lied to the queen, he had already thought of abolishing the empress."
"There must always be a suitable reason to block the rumors inside and outside the court, so as not to be said to be stupid. Empress Jiahe has always praised her good reputation since she was in her boudoir. Even when the Qiang envoys came to pay tribute last time, She lost her decency, but there are still people who support her."
Concubine Yun pointed at herself, and said casually: "As for me, when I was in my boudoir, I acted in a public manner and was not likable. When I entered the palace, I could only end up with the reputation of being a disaster and a demon concubine. The seal was given to me, and the Holy Majesty fell ill not long after, I am afraid that many people are saying that this is the punishment from the heavens to the emperor, and the punishment of favoring me, the demon concubine."
Jiang Rao was a little ashamed, there are indeed such rumors on the street now.
It was passed around, discrediting her aunt's reputation extremely badly.
Even if she finds someone to clarify, she can't restrain those who spread rumors.
Jiang Rao's face was slightly annoyed, and his heart skipped a beat.
Her state of mind changes year by year, knowing Rong Ting's experience in these years, and thinking about how bad he was when she first dreamed about the future, she suddenly felt ashamed.
To this day, she still thinks he is wrong.
She just... began to understand why he was the way he was.
She had lived a smooth and comfortable life since she was born, and most of the people she met were kind and kind, and she assumed a morally superior posture, and naturally spurned his cruel and ruthless behavior.
But if she really grew up in the same environment as him, how could she be better than him in order to survive