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"Fortunately." Rong Ting half-cast his eyes and laughed, "Fortunately, I was born with this appearance."
Hearing what he said, Jiang Rao felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while, so she just shook her head subconsciously.
She was attracted by his appearance. With his fierce and gorgeous appearance, it would be against her will to say that she was not attracted by his appearance.
But it's not right to agree, she likes him not only because of his appearance.
She frowned, and her voice became more urgent, "There was an accident in my house before, and you never escaped, why do you think I will escape?"
Rong Ting smiled faintly, "Since you want to stay, then stay."
"I've been busy with business recently, and there are still official documents in the study room, so I'll go to the study room." His tone was a little tired, and he raised his finger to gently touch Jiang Rao's cheek, "Arranging father-in-law and mother-in-law to go to Jiangzhou, I think you're tired too .If you are tired, just take a rest first."
Rong Ting left the study room first, and the cool touch on Jiang Rao's cheek disappeared. She followed his turning and turned her head away, looking at his leaving back in confusion.
She thought that he should be happy when she stayed.
Jiang Rao frowned, and suddenly chased after him, grabbing Rong Ting's sleeve.
"Rong Ting."
He walked too fast, and she was afraid that he would not be able to stop, so she called his name.
Rong Ting stopped and looked back at her, his eyes deepened. His name, two simple words, only she can call it in this world, it sounds better than love words. Jiang Rao grabbed his sleeve and said, "I stay here, it has nothing to do with your appearance."
"And it has nothing to do with what you've done for me."
Seeing Rong Ting's smile shrinking, she knew why he was unhappy. She sighed, still frowning slightly, and said with some headache: "It's related to you."
"Only about you."
"I can tell the difference between gratitude and liking. If it were someone else, I wouldn't like him, marry him, let alone stay." Jiang Rao shook her sleeves, looked up at him, "Just tell me, if I stay, is it what you want?"
Rong Ting lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time, but Jiang Rao laughed instead, with a slight smile in his voice, "I know, you want to say yes in your heart."
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He had already said it once, and at that time his tone was serious, not like a joke, she still remembered.
Jiang Rao took Rong Ting's left hand instead and held it firmly, "Whatever you want, I will give you whatever I can."
Even though he was somewhat paranoid and stubborn compared to ordinary people, the wounding blade never really turned towards her, instead piercing himself with wounds all over his body. Jiang Rao's tone softened and he sighed.
She herself is the most lazy to think about things, why she just fell in love with someone who thinks more than talks.
Rong Ting raised his hand to wipe his eyes, the corners of his eyes were a little bit astringent, "Why don't I want to give you everything you want."
His tone sank, "Father is seriously ill, and the people in the imperial hospital have given me the news. I am afraid that within three months, the deadline will be reached. After three months, I will either be in power, or I will be a prisoner. Winners and losers in business are not easy to do."
Even though Jiang Rao had guessed a thing or two, he was still shocked when he heard about Emperor Zhaowu's physical condition.
No wonder he let her go to Jiangzhou, and let her parents go too.
There is an old friend in Jiangzhou, more than a hundred miles away from the capital, if something happens to him in the capital, she can still protect herself.
It was almost the same as what she had guessed.
Jiang Rao: "I already guessed it."
"It's what I want to keep my parents safe, and it's what I want to be with you. Staying in Jinling is what I want to do. You don't have to stop me. And..." Jiang Rao felt that her younger brother was like a hawk flying a kite. He has a tricky personality, and today he especially realized that his incongruity is a headache, "Don't pretend to be too much guessing in your heart, guessing... If you don't ask me, how will you know yourself?" Guess right or wrong?"
She stretched out her arms towards Rong Ting, and Rong Ting followed her movements, bent down slightly, and embraced her.
For some people, even the sound of breathing will make you feel joyful.
Jiang Rao said everything he wanted to say, and he listened to it, his heart sank and he laughed.
She raised her sleeves and pinched her face, "At any rate, this time I let me choose. Unlike before, I was directly drugged and passed out, which made me spend a day in vain."
Originally, Rong Ting rested his chin on Jiang Rao's shoulder and tilted his head to see her talking, but when she was about to turn over the old score, he turned his face away and turned his eyes to the side, acting like a petulant person, pretending not to hear.
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The maid at Maoshi delivered the porridge to Jinxiu Palace, put down the food box, and left in a hurry. Jiahe chased after her with a smile on her face, "Don't leave in a hurry, I want to ask, how is the emperor's health?"
The maid's tone was not good, she lowered her head, "How can the maidservant know something that the empress has no way of knowing?"
Empress Jiahe was still in good spirits, "Then Yuan'er from my palace...do you have any news?"
This time the palace maid didn't even want to talk to her.
Jiahe Queen's complexion suddenly changed.
With a flick of her sleeves, she threw down the food boxes on the table, and said with a stern face: "With a little bit of arrogance, you can't tell who is the master and who is the slave?"
If you don’t say it, then don’t say it, what’s the matter
She gritted her teeth and said: "Go and find King Qi, I am his mother and concubine."
"When did this palace teach him the villain's behavior of separating mother and child, go and find him!"
The two maids packed up the overturned food boxes, but ignored Jia and Queen's scolding.
went out, the court lady who had just answered the queen's words snorted at the figure of Jiahe empress reflected on the window paper, "It's ridiculous, I think I'm still the master."
She sneered at another court lady, "At the beginning, she was not the one who harmed Zhang Jieyu and caused other people's mother and child to be separated. Now it's just karma, and she can't take it anymore. She still thinks about the return of the seventeenth prince every day... Seventeenth prince, I'm afraid I won't be coming back."
Listening to the conversation between the two little maids under the window, Empress Jia and the Empress shivered, and the bowl in their hands rolled to the ground.
Even the little maid who came to deliver the food knew that she killed Rong Ting's biological mother, and the whole imperial city probably knew about it.
And her reputation...
The father can't save her, and the son can't count on it...
The maid left, Jiahe Empress was in a daze, motionless like withered bones.
Sit all day long.
It was getting late.
The palace lady came to give Jiahe Empress dinner, and the four-corner square plate in her hand was the cold leftovers.
She dawdled and pushed open the creaking door.
The once magnificent and luxurious Splendid Palace was now desolate and desolate, with falling dust and autumn wind becoming its only embellishments.
The little maid stepped in, but she couldn't see Empress Jiahe.
She searched for a whole circle, but still didn't see anyone, so she hurried out, "Your Majesty is gone."
The palace was chaotic all night.
When it was almost dawn, someone finally found the fallen Jiahe Empress in a dry well in the cold palace.
Together with Jia and Queen, there was also a dead bone. —Nurse Nuji, who was with the queen back then.
The queen broke her legs, and spent the night with the bones of the person she wrongly killed. When she was caught, she was dazed and in a daze, and kept talking about someone bringing her there. Believe her words, she yelled and yelled like crazy, the content of the yelling changed, she said that her Yuan'er would ascend the throne and inherit the Great Reign, she would be the Queen Mother or even the Supreme Queen, no matter what others said, she would not listen go.
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Jiang Rao only dreamed once in a dream that there was a trusted nanny next to the queen, but she had never seen it since returning to Beijing. Mother Ji's bones were covered with cold thorns, and she wanted to know the cause of Mother Ji's death, so she tried to inquire several times. It was difficult to find out what happened many years ago.
Rong Ting was too busy, she didn't want to disturb her, so she didn't ask him.
Qin Yun was not surprised by this incident, "It's common for people to die in the palace, and it's caused by man-made disasters. I asked why the nanny who was full of bad intentions and very difficult to deal with by the queen's side suddenly told me to return home , maybe it was not good enough to handle the matter, and was silenced by the queen."
Jiang Rao lowered her head in deep thought, and felt that there was indeed some truth.
Qin Yun always looked outside Shuxiang Palace, Jiang Rao asked her, "Could it be that you are thinking about the Holy Majesty?"
Qin Yun hooked a smile, "I just remembered my previous plan."
She whispered into Jiang Rao's ear, "When I first entered the palace, I hated the Holy Majesty very much. At that time, I was thinking that it would be great if one day he could really like me. Let him know that I have no heart for him."
"But I was thinking about the Qin family behind me, so I didn't dare to vent my anger on myself. I wanted to hide it from him for the rest of my life, but recently I wanted to take some time to see him again."
Qin Yun knocked on the table, "Have you heard about that Zhang Jieyu? I'm afraid the Holy Majesty has always known about the fact that the queen killed her. I don't know if it's for the sake of his one or two Mingjun, or there are other plans. I don't intend to punish. He treats others so ruthlessly, and I treat him more ruthlessly, which sounds like what I should do."
Jiang Rao only felt that this was a bad debt, she couldn't figure it out, and looked embarrassed. Qin Yun felt sorry for her, patted her head, and said with a smile: "I'll think about it myself, you don't have to interfere."
Jiang Rao was thinking of other things.
If Rong Ting will be the last king to succeed to the throne, there will be a way to get her aunt out of the palace.
There was an inexplicable intuition in her heart, which made her smile, "After this mess is over, my aunt will be able to live a smooth life."
Qin Yun smiled wryly as if accepting his fate, "That's great."
Ming Shao came in at this moment, knocked on the door twice, and Jiang Rao said that she had to go back home.
Qin Yun laughed, "Every time you come to my place, you girl urges you back to the house very diligently, and I don't know who entrusted you."
Ming Shao lowered her head, "Your Majesty is making fun of the servants. In the current situation, it is inconvenient for Madam to move around in the city, for fear of accidents."
"Who said that?"
"His Royal Highness King Qi..."
Qin Yun's smile grew stronger, "If you're afraid of accidents, why don't you just live in my Shuxiang Palace?"
Ming Shao stuttered, not knowing how to respond, Jiang Rao patted her on the shoulder, and said to Qin Yun: "Auntie, don't make jokes anymore, everything has been serious in the past few months."
Qin Yun waved his hand, "You go back first, I really can't keep you today, I have to find a way tonight, go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation and take a look, it's a matter of my mind."
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The sedan chair stopped at the palace gate, and Jiang Rao saw Rong Ting waiting for her outside the palace gate.
Jiang Rao walked over, "I'm busy with business, why are you still free to pick me up?"
"You are also a big deal." Rong Ting hooked the carriage curtain with a silver hook and helped her up. Seeing her tilting her head and looking at him, as if she was about to say something admonishing, he smiled faintly, "When you should be careful everywhere , you can no longer blame me for being suspicious."
His preemption made Jiang Rao speechless immediately, and got into the carriage first.
Rong Ting came in afterward.
"If you really become the emperor in the future, is there a way to get my aunt out of the palace?"
Rong Ting thought for a moment in silence, then said: "It's not difficult."
He looked at her and squinted his eyes, "Why don't you ask me... about Sangong Sixth Courtyard?"
Jiang Rao said, "You can't."
"I do not know either."
Before liking him, she never thought about getting married.
Seeing him squinting at her, she squinted unconsciously, "Could it be that you're asking me in advance if there is Sangong Sixth Court?"
Rong Ting laughed, "No."
Jiang Rao suddenly became a little interested, "What if the minister submits a letter to ask for an order?"
Rong Ting tapped her forehead with his fingers, "If you can't decide such a trivial matter by yourself, what good is it for me to be the emperor?"
Jiang Rao clutched her forehead, but it didn't hurt, she just wanted to rub the place where he knocked twice, "Then you still have to ask me."
Rong Ting stopped talking.
He was afraid that she would easily push him to someone else.
I'm afraid that she has no heart for him, so she can throw it away at any time.
In autumn and winter, it gets dark early, and soon the sky becomes so dark that it seems that the sky cannot be seen.
Thinking that Rong Ting was tired these days, Jiang Rao asked her maid to boil hot water early, looked at the clock, counted the time, and went to the study to find Rong Ting, just happened to see him coming out of the study in a hurry.
Seeing her coming, Rong Ting said: "There is an urgent message from the palace, I need to go to the palace."
Jiang Rao nodded, stepped aside, Rong Ting walked a few steps, then suddenly turned back, hugged Jiang Rao, and whispered in her ear: "Niannian, I'll be back."
Jiang Rao wasn't flustered at first, but his words made her flustered. After one or two hours, Rong Ting didn't come back, and she couldn't sleep well, and the drum beat. After dawn, she was accompanied by maid guards, and she wanted to inquire about the vicinity of the imperial city.
It happened that at the entrance of Wuyi Lane, I ran into Huai Qing who had rushed back.
We know that Emperor Zhaowu passed away at midnight last night.
Leaving a will, the king of Qi has outstanding military exploits and internal literary talents, so he can be a monarch and inherit the great rule.
At this time, Rong Ting was probably busy with the people from the Qin Tianjian side with the burial, funeral and other matters.
Jiang Rao's heart, which had been panicking all night, finally settled down.
She was worried that because she knew the past in a dream, her and Rong Ting's fate would change. In the dream, she suffers, but he finally holds the real power. Since she was able to change her own destiny, she might also change his. She was worried about the unknown that could not be seen in the dream, and the more she thought about it, the more flustered she got into the horns.
Fortunately, her dreams brought good things.
Jiang Rao couldn't enter the palace, so he turned his feet and went back to the house.
She didn't sleep all night, and now she couldn't bear it any longer. At dusk, she slept on the beauty's couch for a while.
When he woke up, there were towering stars outside, and Jiang Rao's forehead was covered with sweat, so he hurriedly called a maid to ask, "Has Your Highness returned to the residence?"
The servant girl's attitude was even more respectful than before, "I came back half an hour ago and saw Madam sleeping, so I put a thin blanket on Madam and went to the study."
Jiang Rao pulled off the velvet blanket covering her body, hurriedly went to the study, seeing Rong Ting lying on the study table taking a nap, she quickly slowed down her steps.
Seeing the smile on his lips, Jiang Rao thought he was awake and was about to talk, but after a closer look, he realized that he was not.
It's just that the table looked a bit cold, Jiang Rao lifted Rong Ting's head and spread his hands over it.
Rong Ting was dreaming.
In the dream, the spring is thick in March, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and there are beautiful scenery everywhere.
The person he liked was standing in a place full of flowers, and she was running towards him.
Brilliant light fell all over her body, making her look ridiculous.
Suddenly woke up.
He lowered his eyes and raised them again, raised his face, and looked at Jiang Rao.
Jiang Rao called him softly, "Rong Ting."
Rong Ting was still half awake, half squinting his eyes at Jiang Rao, his deep voice was still slightly tired, "Yeah."
After all, he survived to the end and got the power he wanted. But even seeing the posthumous edict and hearing the news that the queen hanged herself in the palace did not arouse any joy.
I just feel bored.
It can't even compare to the dream with her just now.
Jiang Rao withdrew her hand, and asked with a faint smile, "I saw you smiling just now, what did you dream about?"
With a smile on his face, Rong Ting grabbed her hand back, tilted his head against her, looked at her and said, "Sweet dream."
If it's about you.
It's all a dream.
It's a sweet dream.