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The sudden change in the surrounding environment made the boy's cold eyes full of suspicion and vigilance.
Today I wanted to go out to gather herbs, but on the way I met a group of people who didn't know where they came from. They rushed out to argue with him, insisting that he was the murderer, and fought with each other.
Before he could explain clearly, he collapsed to the ground.
The two legs that were intentionally "accidentally injured" during the autumn hunting last year have not been treated for a long time, and the leg injuries have worsened. He thought that he would almost die when he passed out this time, but he didn't expect... to appear in this strange place.
Rong Ting endured the pain and wanted to get out of bed, but just a simple movement to get up caused bead-sized beads of sweat to ooze from his forehead, and his veins bulged.
With a slight movement, it was as if there were thousands of ants gnawing on the cracks in the bones, and it was impossible to lift the slightest strength.
He gritted his teeth, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, hiding deep hatred.
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It took Jiang Rao a lot of effort to catch up with her brother.
Fortunately, thanks to the prophet in her dream, the servant she sent out to catch the murderer came back just in time, escorted the murderer back to the mansion, and sent him to Fourth Master Jiang for interrogation.
The truth came out.
Jiang Shenxing's self-awareness instantly changed from a young thief-catching expert to a bloody idiot.
The little guy was so embarrassed that he couldn't even raise his head, and wanted to bury himself in the snow and refused to see anyone.
After comforting his younger brother, Jiang Rao returned to her courtyard, just in time to meet the maid who was going to wash her purse.
There was also a jade talisman in the purse, which looked like something cherished by its owner, Jiang Rao carefully put the jade talisman away, and asked the maid to hang the purse to dry.
Thinking of the boy's pale and sickly face and his body that was thinner than rice paper, she called another maid over.
Although the herbal medicine that the boy was holding in his hand at that time could not be eaten by horses, it would be fine if it was eaten by humans. During the famine years, people often dug up this kind of herb to satisfy their hunger. She was afraid that the boy was digging up this kind of herb because he was hungry, so she ordered the maid to go to the kitchen to make some snacks and bring them.
After doing this, the fluctuating mood that had been up and down since waking up finally calmed down a little.
Things have begun to develop in a completely different direction from the dream, and the result should...be different.
Behind him, there was a sudden noise in the house.
Jiang Rao turned around and opened the door to enter, meeting the young man's eyes.
The person who was supposed to be lying on the couch was struggling to support the side of the couch with one hand at this moment, with his right knee half-bent, kneeling on the side of the couch in a very difficult posture.
The look he looked up at her was like a sharp hook.
Just like in the dream, it was firmly locked on her body, and the violent emotions were hidden in the depths of the pupils.
It's just that there is less hatred than in the dream, and more vigilance and defense.
He is like the kind of poisonous snake that hides in the dark corners of the grass late at night. It is vigilant for pedestrians and hisses. It is cruel, ferocious and ready to kill, ready to kill at any time.
Jiang Rao instinctively felt scared.
How did you provoke him
But thinking of the last things in the dream, she could barely hold up a smile, and explained today's incident tremblingly, "Today's incident... yes, it was a misunderstanding. The person who beat you was my brother, he was I misunderstood you, and I will argue with you."
The smile is bitter, and the usual glutinous voice has changed its tone because of the fright.
"I... I'm sorry for you, I want to make it up to you."
She moved half a step, half a step, half a step, with her heart trembling slightly, she moved towards the boy little by little.
The boy closed his eyes and ignored her.
It's just that the bloodthirsty aura on his body has subsided slightly.
This didn't make Jiang Rao feel relieved, she still moved in small steps, quietly moved to a position two steps away from the boy, and stopped.
She remembered the scene in her dream. When she grew up, the ruthless man had an extremely disgusting attitude towards everyone.
Jiang Rao was quite discerning, afraid that getting too close to him would make him unhappy, coupled with instinctive fear, she stopped approaching him, stopped a step away, and secretly glanced at his legs.
The sound just now seemed like he fell off the couch.
He could barely stand by leaning on something, and couldn't stand up on his own.
It seems that she didn't hurt his leg in the dream. Before meeting her, his leg had problems.
Jiang Rao breathed a sigh of relief, but felt pity.
Fourteen or fifteen years old, the most vigorous age for a boy, his legs...how did they become like this
Seeing that the boy's lips were turning pale, she poured a glass of water and placed it beside him.
"I'll give you a drink," she said.
The boy didn't even move, and he didn't even move his eyes to the water glass.
Jiang Rao didn't understand why he didn't take it, obviously he looked desperately thirsty.
At this time, the maid who went to the kitchen brought in some snacks.
The snacks made into the shapes of the Chinese zodiac signs are neatly stacked in the Liuli octagonal food box, and the sweet smell is alluring.
Jiang Rao clearly saw the boy's Adam's apple move slightly.
But when she put the snacks in front of him, he still looked unmoved, with a beautiful and heartless face, like a young fairy in the sky who has no emotions or desires.
Jiang Rao shook his courage, which was still frightened, and squeezed out a little rabbit from the Chinese zodiac, "Do you want to eat?"
While handing it to him, his movements and expressions were very cautious.
Her five fingers were evenly white, and her slender fingertips twirled the little rabbit's stomach, causing the little rabbit's stomach to sink in slightly.
The dim sum made of glutinous rice is white and soft, and the red bean paste inside is still warm, with a sweet and sweet taste.
The boy's pupils flickered, his back molars clenched, as if he was holding back, and after a moment of stalemate, his slender fingers lifted slightly.
Jiang Rao, who had been staring at him, immediately seized the opportunity, quickly stuffed the snack into his palm, and watched eagerly from the side, waiting for him to eat.
The boy finally made a move.
But the snack in his hand was divided into two halves, and half of it was passed to Jiang Rao first, "You eat first."
His voice was much hoarse compared to his peers, low and steady, but it sounded weak.
Jiang Rao was stunned. Share it with her? so kind
But he didn't look very friendly at her.
In an instant, she understood something.
He is testing drugs.
"..."
Isn't he too defensive
Jiang Rao didn't expect him to be so suspicious, let alone that she would be suspected if she kindly gave him snacks.
She was very annoyed.
The anger of being slandered mixed with the urgency to prove her innocence made her stuff the half of a rabbit snack into her mouth, her cheeks puffed up.
Swallowing in a hurry, choking her throat, Jiang Rao coughed, her little face flushed.
She reached out to grab the cup beside her and took a sip. After she finished drinking, she realized that this cup was the one she had placed beside the boy.
She swallowed her snacks, squeaked and couldn't speak, raised her small chin, and looked up at him.
This look is quite like "you see that the dim sum is not poisonous and the water is not poisonous", complaining and wronged.
Shui Xing's eyes were wet, as if she could speak, so that even if she didn't make a sound, people felt as if they heard the angry "hum" in her heart.
The cheeks filled with snacks are bulging, and the cheeks are soft, a bit like the glutinous rice balls that were made into the shape of rabbits just now.
There was still no warmth in Rong Ting's eyes.
He twisted the half of the snack between his long fingers, slowly.
Even though he was frantically hungry now, there was no urgency in his eyes.
Some things, although attractive, can kill people.
The palace is deep, and people's hearts are poisonous.
He knew from an early age that he had to suffer hunger or face failure and death.
If he didn't know, how could he survive till now.
After watching her swallow all the snacks, he slowly raised his hand and tentatively took a bite.
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A box of snacks was used up, Rong Ting ate only four and a half pieces in total, and the rest went into Jiang Rao's stomach.
His face was always covered with frost, expressionless.
On the contrary, Jiang Rao ate more happily.
She is always a sweet tooth, and this dessert is quite to her taste, and because she sat with the boy and shared the snack, as if the relationship between the two was so close, the string of fear in her heart gradually loosened, and only Relaxed.
It wasn't until she wanted to pull the boy up, but the boy avoided her when she stretched out her arm, that she suddenly remembered who she was facing, and became trembling again, and withdrew her hand, "Where is your home?"
Although they sat together and ate snacks, he only said one word to her. She couldn't figure out his thoughts, let alone whether he had written off their grievances in one stroke.
The diligence that should be offered must continue to be offered.
Knowing where he lived, Jiang Rao called his servants to find out the wheelchair that his father used after he fell off a horse some time ago.
On the side, Rong Ting glanced at her, then lowered his eyes again, with deep eyes.
I don't know if it's because of her alertness, or because his legs have been completely disabled, but she can see his leg injuries at a glance.
The snow on the road was deep, and the wheelchair was just pushed out when the wheels sank into the snow.
Jiang Rao tried it, and with her strength, it was extremely difficult to push forward. Just as she was about to call a maid over, the boy suddenly opened his eyes as if he had guessed what she was going to do, and said, "I just want to Tell you to send me alone."
From the moment he finished his snacks until now, he has been very quiet and very quiet, so quiet that he is completely different from the tyrannical person in his dream. To her surprise, he looks like a completely different person.
When begging people, there is even a bit of the mood of a child who is still young, acting like a baby and asking for candy. The eyelashes are long and thick when they are closed, and they are completely obedient and pitiful, which is very painful.
It's also nice when the voice is slowed down.
Jiang Rao was stunned for a moment, but in a blink of an eye, he remembered how crazy he was when he was cruel and tyrannical in the future.
People who have to be careful to test even when they drink saliva, suspicious, sensitive, and defensive, how can they be as pure and simple as they are now
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With the dim sum experience just now, she understood after a little thought.
She is not tall, not very strong, and hardly threatening. It is probably because of this that he only asked her to see him off.
Jiang Rao rested her fingers on the wheelchair.
The boy's body immediately leaned forward, leaving a distance.
Sure enough, this attitude of not allowing even a touch...
Jiang Rao confirmed her inner guess.
It's just that it shows that he still loathes her attitude—
Jiang Rao tilted her head, feeling an indescribable loss and sadness in her heart.
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During the day, every household in Yecheng cleared away the snow accumulated in front of their doors early.
The road in the center was cleaned to be very flat and wide. Pushing a wheelchair and walking on the road was not as difficult as Jiang Rao imagined.
The boy's home was not far from her mansion. Along the way, Jiang Rao walked unhappily, but her footsteps never stopped, her mouth was not idle, and she kept talking.
"I apologize to you on behalf of my younger brother. What happened today is that he misunderstood you and caused you to be beaten. I will beat him when I go back. Seriously. In fact, his nature is not bad, but he is still young and too impulsive. "——explain clearly about the younger brother first.
"But I'm much more careful. If you have anything to do in the future, if you call me, I will definitely come." - Then secretly say a few nice words to yourself.
The young man replied "Yes", but he was neither hot nor cold, he couldn't hear his emotions, and couldn't tell his sincerity.
But Jiang Rao took this as a good sign, and said persistently, "Well, you're a good person, you won't take revenge on others casually, right?"
She asked in a very light and slow tone, blinking her eyes trying to imply: You are a good person.
—If you don't retaliate against me.
No answer.
Suddenly there was laughter from behind, and a man dressed as a servant who smelled of alcohol was walking towards here.
Seeing him, Rong Ting frowned in disgust.
The man wandered to them and stopped, glanced at Rong Ting, "Hey, isn't this our young master?"
young master
Jiang Rao thought this boy was a child from a poor family, but he didn't expect that he had a servant.
But why is his servant dressed more decently than him
That person also saw Jiang Rao.
Jiang Rao followed his father all the way to Yecheng. He has stayed in Yecheng for more than three months. Even if you don't know who they are, you can probably guess that their status is noble, and when you face Jiang Rao, you unconsciously have a bit of flattery, and this person is also.
He changed his idle and playful smile just now, and diligently pulled the wheelchair to his side, and talked to Jiang Rao very earnestly: "The villain's name is Wang Zhou, and he is serving the young master. The young master is not at home today." , but I was so anxious that I went out to look for it all day. Thank you for bringing him back."
Jiang Rao looked up in confusion.
Went out to search for a day, and found out that he smelled of alcohol
She narrowed her eyes, feeling very uneasy, she would rather suffer herself, and insisted on sending the boy back to his house before stopping.
Before leaving, she told Wang Zhou who was following them all the way: "Your young master has a leg injury, you take care of him carefully, and you have to be careful about food, clothing, housing and transportation, don't leave him alone again." hanging out in the street."
Wang Zhou responded with a flattering smile.
Jiang Rao had no good impression of this man until now, she ignored him, lowered her head slightly, and said to the young man, "I'm leaving."
Pushing the wheelchair and walking all the way, her face was so hot that it was covered with a layer of red powder. When she was talking, the pear dimples on her cheeks, which still had baby fat, would occasionally sink in. It was as sweet as plum wine soaked in the sun. In the bright light, the skin looks whiter and softer.
Rong Ting's gaze stayed on her face for a while, and then he realized that he was absent-minded, and unnaturally looked aside.
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After Jiang Rao left, the servant named Wang Zhou saw her back and sneered.
He let go of the hand holding the wheelchair, swaggered into the house by himself, searched for the last bit of silver left in the house, and came out soon, ignoring Rong Ting, and walked straight to the business district in the city , go there to have fun.
He didn't regard Rong Ting as his master.
Although he knew that the man he was serving was the young master of an unknown rich family in the capital, who was sent to a quiet countryside like Yecheng to recuperate because of injuries to his legs, but it was said that he was just a bastard, his biological mother died young, and Not liked by the mistress, very unfavored.
Both legs were seriously injured, and he was thrown to a remote place like Yecheng where it was difficult to even seek medical treatment. He is here to fend for himself.
Following this kind of master, there is no future at all, so it is better to scrape more oil and water while he is not dead, and when he is dead, a roll of bedding will help him collect the body, which can be regarded as a master and servant, and it is the best of benevolence.
The two doors were slammed shut by Wang Zhou, and the cold snow splashed onto the face of Rong Ting, who was only one step away.
The shattered fine snow stained his eyelashes and the bridge of his nose.
There was not even the slightest fluctuation in his expression in his eyes, neither shock nor anger, no waves of shock.
He didn't even raise his hand, letting the snowflakes hang on his long eyelashes.
Just get used to it.
With calm eyes, he turned the wheelchair with his long fingers, pushing himself forward.
Just when his fingers accidentally touched his waist, his expression changed.
Purse, gone.
The jade talisman is also gone.
That jade talisman was the only valuable thing on him.
It was a relic left to him by his mother. When he had no money on him, he never thought about this jade talisman.
Jiang Rao's figure flashed across Rong Ting's mind.
He... should have known.
He closed his eyes tiredly, and curled the corner of his lower lip in self-deprecating manner.
Thinking back to the moment when I was absent-minded just now, I just felt that it was extremely ridiculous.