"What's wrong?" Emperor Zhaowu asked.
Empress Jiahe lowered her eyes, and said earnestly: "Xiao Jiu's leg injury has not healed, if it is not in a place where the concubine can see it at a glance, the concubine... will feel uneasy in my heart."
It's really disturbing.
Her gaze swept over Rong Ting's legs, and paused for a moment.
This is still a crippled waste with two legs.
But it doesn't look like a piece of trash.
It is impossible to see the almost self-destructive anger in him when he was injured just now.
What happened during this year
Jia He's words made the smile on Rong Ting's face deepen—
"What about the year that I have been in Yecheng?"
He said slowly, "The queen mother sent son Chen to Yecheng to recuperate from his wounds, and he couldn't watch him all the time."
The queen was speechless for a moment.
Emperor Zhaowu frowned slightly.
Seeing this, the queen faintly sweated on her forehead.
Rong Ting was more difficult than she thought.
He didn't say that he had a bad life, but instead he kept on catching the loopholes in her words.
The queen said anxiously: "Xiaojiu is in Yecheng, and the queen mother is worried about it day and night."
Emperor Zhaowu originally wanted to take care of Empress Jiahe's emotions, but Rong Ting's words made him withdraw his thoughts.
He said without hesitation: "Compared to Yecheng, the West Palace is much closer. You will arrive in a sedan chair within half an hour. If you want to see him, you can always see him."
The matter has come to this point, and there is no room for her to maneuver around. Jiahe Empress recognized this, so she stopped talking, and said too many mistakes.
She lowered her head and said, "The Shouhuai Palace has been vacant for a long time, this concubine should find someone to clean up the palace and let Xiao Jiu live in it."
The faces of some of the maids present changed slightly.
The location of the Shouhuai Palace is remote, and it is very evil. Haunted. At night, none of them dared to go near that.
Emperor Zhaowu said, "Just Shouhuai Palace."
Emperor Zhaowu had never heard of rumors of ghosts.
None of the maids below dared to remind her.
Empress Jiahe recognized this, and then proposed to let Rong Ting go to Shouhuai Palace.
She felt a bit of revenge in her heart, and said, "Then my concubine, go and arrange some hardworking people."
Most of the internal affairs of the harem were left to the empress. Emperor Zhaowu nodded without thinking, "You can arrange this matter."
The Queen smiled.
Even if Rong Ting wanted to escape, she still had a way to make him surrounded by her hands.
As long as he is within the ten miles of the imperial city, she will have a way to make him unable to escape.
At this moment, Emperor Zhaowu took a look at Rong Ting.
She remembered the words that Rong Ting had said to him alone at the beginning.
He cooperated with Rong Ting and said: "Xiao Jiu's leg injury, the imperial doctor saw that both legs are numb, I'm afraid there is no possibility of recovery, you can assign a few more people to go there, so as to avoid Xiao Jiu's accident."
"The concubine knows." Jia and the queen agreed.
Hearing that Rong Ting's leg injury is difficult to heal, he couldn't help feeling a little bit of joy in his heart, but his eyes were dim.
His legs, really hopeless
…
From Jinxiu Palace to Shouhuai Palace, it takes several turns and passes through half of the imperial city.
For a person in a wheelchair, the journey is long and difficult.
But the little eunuch tried several times to help Rong Ting push the wheelchair, but he was too frightened by Rong Ting's cold eyes to move his hands.
He had no choice but to follow Rong Ting a few steps away, and muttered in a low voice, "Weird temper."
The queen let him approach Rongting.
But looking at his eccentric temper that no stranger should enter, who can get close to him
The rest of the ladies looked at Rong Ting with a look of contempt.
It's bad luck, I have to come to serve a cripple with no future.
The little eunuch looked at the reluctance on the faces of the group of court ladies, lowered his voice, and taught them in a strange way: "You think I am willing to come? Do what the empress ordered, and take care of this cripple. The empress is happy Yes, you can still rise up."
Shouhuai Palace has arrived.
On a sunny day, the trees in the yard are densely branched, and no one has cultivated them, covering a thick shade.
The deep courtyard is dark and quiet.
Rong Ting entered the courtyard first, and the wheelchair stopped in front of the main house.
He pushed open the dusty door, and his fingertips were covered with dust.
He rubbed the dust on his hands, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the little eunuch who had been observing all the time.
I smiled from the bottom of my heart. The queen's eyeliner is really conscientious.
Brushing away the dust from his fingertips, Rong Ting moved his eyes, looked at the little eunuch, and said slowly: "Come here, carry me into the house."
The little eunuch stayed in Jinxiu Palace for a long time, and he became a human being, knowing that the Ninth Prince whose biological mother died young, lived a life worse than that of a slave.
He didn't regard Rong Ting as his master, upon hearing Rong Ting's order, he walked over at a leisurely pace.
Rong Ting suppressed the disgust of someone approaching, and let him carry his wheelchair into the house.
The little eunuch squinted his eyes when he saw Rong Ting's useless appearance that required help to cross every threshold, and remembered it in his heart. In the evening, he would report to the empress.
He thought of the matter that Jiahe Empress was most concerned about, his eyes lit up, and he said with a feigned concern: "Your Highness Ninth Prince, can I rub your legs for you?"
Rong Ting nodded.
The little eunuch was secretly delighted.
The queen asked him to pay attention to see if Rong Ting's leg injury really could not heal, or... did he hide something from others.
If he can do this well, he has the hope of becoming a celebrity in front of the queen.
He changed his strength and tapped on Rong Ting's legs while observing the expression on Rong Ting's face.
Regardless of his strength, there was no fluctuation on the boy's face.
Like really unconscious.
There was a sudden coldness in the eyes of the little eunuch, and a cold light appeared in his hands.
The little eunuch had a needle hidden in his hand.
Knocking, knocking, he suddenly spread his hand, and in a subtle way, he stuck the needle into the flesh of Rong Ting's thigh.
Soon, half of the money was lost.
If there is consciousness, it is bound to be excruciatingly painful.
The little eunuch looked at Rong Ting's expressionless face.
I thought to myself, if it is abolished, it is really abolished, and the queen can rest assured.
Just when he lowered his gaze, trying to pull out the needle—
A pair of slender jade-like hands stretched out.
Press his hand so that the needle is completely submerged.
The little eunuch was so frightened by his sudden madness that he held his breath.
There was no sign of pain on his face, and even a faint smile appeared on his face.
Red lips and white teeth, picturesque eyebrows, with a hint of sarcasm between the eyebrows, "The legs are useless, but the eyes are still good."
When the needle was pulled out, it was stained with blood.
Holding it high, the young man suddenly bent over, and like a pattern, he stabbed the needle into the thigh of the little eunuch kneeling on the ground.
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
The pain piercing into the bone marrow made the little eunuch cry out instantly.
He desperately tried to escape backwards.
But the person holding the needle would not let go, twisting his body would only make the pain in his thigh more heart-piercing.
The little eunuch screamed even worse.
On Rong Ting's face, there was an indifferent smile from the beginning to the end.
Obviously a perpetrator, but like an outsider.
He finally pulled out his hand and pulled out the bloody needle.
Throwing the needle on the ground, he said softly, "If you want to harm the prince, pull it out and kill him with the stick."
The little eunuchs were shivering on the ground.
One sentence lingered in my mind - madman.
…
The news about the Shouhuai Palace reached the Queen's ears.
Empress Jiahe was furious, "How dare he kill people from this palace?"
All the maids sent to arrange around Rong Ting came back, knelt on the ground in fear, and reported: "Xiao Xiuzi wants to use needles to test how good his legs are, but who knows?" Knowing that although he doesn't feel pain, but has good eyesight, Xiao Xiuzi was caught."
The queen's eyes darkened, "You really don't feel any pain?"
"Really." The maids said one after another, "We all saw it. Xiao Xiuzi's needles went all in, and he looked like a normal person, even with a smile on his face."
In contrast to the little eunuch's screams like a pig being killed, Gong'e shook her body and said with certainty: "The Ninth Prince's leg can't be healed, it's true."
The Queen clenched her fists tightly.
She should have strangled the vicious child in its swaddling womb.
But before Xiao Shiqi was born, she really thought about raising this child who was much smarter than her peers as a future monarch.
Later when Xiao Shiqi was born, Rong Ting's intelligence became the greatest threat to her own son.
"You guys, go to Shouhuai Palace again and watch him carefully. If there is any change, come back immediately and report to this palace."
But those Gong'e who saw Rong Ting's madness with their own eyes kowtowed to the queen one by one and said: "Your Majesty, please forgive us, we will die. Xiao Xiuzi was killed with a stick in front of our eyes. When he died, the Ninth Prince suddenly raised his head , looked into our eyes, as if to say, the next one is us!"
I would rather leave the palace and find another way out.
I don't want to risk my life either.
…
The queen couldn't find the courageous Gong'e for a while, so she arranged to go in again. Rong Ting had already arrived at the respect room, and asked for two attendants for herself.
There were two young eunuchs, the tall one was called Huai Qing, and the short one was called Si Ying.
The two young ladies listened in and said that they were going to serve the Ninth Prince who had just returned from Yecheng. His legs were disabled and he was not good at walking. They thought that they would be exhausted in the days to come to serve this disabled master.
Unexpectedly, this master has a cold personality, and is a strange kind who is faintly angry when someone touches his sleeve.
All they can do is tidy up the yard.
And help the master inquire about the person he wants to inquire about—
"The Jiang family?"
Huai Qing was a little older than Si Ying, and had more knowledge, "Since your Highness is asking about a wealthy family, the person surnamed Jiang should be Ning'an Bo's Mansion."
"What the old man loves the most is his youngest son, Jiang Xingzhou, Fourth Master Jiang."
"However, the old uncle's favoritism has attracted a lot of red eyes to his youngest son. It is said that Jiang Siye took his wife and children to travel out of Beijing six years ago in order to avoid the intrigue in the compound of the deep house, and happened to be with His Highness. fits the description."
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Rong Ting pressed his finger on the cool jade ring around his waist, his eyes were a little cold, "The Fourth Master Jiang you mentioned, but your daughter's name is—Jiang Rao?"
Huaiqing only felt that the last two words in the master's words were very heavy, gnashed his teeth, and seemed to be tender, with elusive emotions.
He said: "I don't remember much about this. I just remember that Fourth Master Jiang had a daughter who was so charming and doted on. It was because his precious daughter was almost killed that he decided to leave the capital."
Rong Ting knocked on the jade jue, "Go and find out about this matter."
Huai Qing went out, but was called back by him, "If it's Ning An Bo's residence, find out the whereabouts of her family."
…
Concubine Yun rubbed her niece's soft cheeks happily, while the white cat beside her was left out and meowed with its tail propped up.
Jiang Rao's small face was flattened and rounded, and her mouth was pursed in displeasure, "Auntie is not seriously ill at all."
Concubine Yun curved her lips in a smile, "It's because she came back too slowly every year, my aunt has recovered from her illness."
"Liar, I don't believe my aunt's nonsense anymore."
Jiang Rao finally found Kong, and the ravaged little face escaped from Concubine Yun.
She rubbed her cheeks, "I really thought that my aunt was ill, and came back overnight in a hurry."
"I didn't even have time to say goodbye to my little friend in person."
Concubine Yun's eyes lit up, "Are there any friends every year?"
Jiang Rao picked up the neglected white cat, stroked its fur, and nodded.
She knew that Concubine Yun Gui had always disliked the queen and everyone related to the queen, so she didn't identify who it was, and said, "But he is still sick, and after a few days, he will go back with his parents." Yecheng, go and see him."
Concubine Yun squinted her eyes and smiled, "Your little friend, is he a boy or a girl?"
Jiang Rao concentrated on stroking the cat, "He's a young boy."
A deep smile appeared on Concubine Yun's face.
That smile is full of words: There is a girl in my family who has just grown up.
Her eyes swept across Jiang Rao, her niece, from the face, to the chest, to the waist.
Concubine Yun's eyes are higher than the top, but she only admits that when she grows up, she may be more attractive to men than her.
Looking at this soft waist that is controllable, I don't know which kid will be cheaper in the future.
In choosing Jiang Rao's son-in-law, Concubine Yun's thoughts coincided with Jiang Qin's.
There is no need to marry the family, and there is no need to enter the palace as a concubine in order to consolidate the family's power.
However, Concubine Yun Gui didn't want to recruit Jiang Rao's wife. The man who recruited might not be an honest and good man. Anyway, if he has money and power, he can find a few more handsome young men to raise him. How comfortable the small life will be.
"That little friend, handsome or not."
At this moment, Jiang Rao heard the teasing in her aunt's tone, blushed slightly, and said, "I won't talk to my aunt anymore."
"Don't." Concubine Yun Gui held her by the sash around her waist to prevent her from leaving, and whispered to her, "My aunt is at your age, but she has already taken good care of you, little man."
There are still several.
"It's a pity." She sighed, "I finally entered the palace."
None of them were left behind.
Concubine Yun Gui sighed, and said to Jiang Rao, "Come here, my aunt will teach you a few tricks to seduce men."
"Don't listen, don't listen." Jiang Rao ran away covering the little white cat's ears.
Concubine Yun looked at her back, and said leisurely, "It doesn't matter if you don't teach me."
If you have a good appearance, you can do something casually and look pleasing to the eye, which is enough to attract men.
Jiang Qinshi was drinking tea at the side, and couldn't help blaming her cousin, "Every year, no matter how old you are, you just tell her these things. You have been married for so many years, and you are still so dishonest."
"If I am serious, I won't be called Concubine Chong."
Concubine Yun Gui leaned on the beauty's couch, tilted her head and said to the maid: "You go and stay with the girl, there is a palace banquet in the palace today, I'm afraid that someone who doesn't have eyes will bump into my year."
She said casually: "If there is someone who doesn't have a good eye, just give her a slap, and say it's my concubine Yun Gui."
The Jiang Qin family was somewhat aware of Emperor Zhaowu's love for Qin Yun, but she didn't expect that he would spoil her to such a lawless degree, she shook her head helplessly.
Concubine Yun turned her gaze back at this moment, and said: "My little friend who is talking about every year, are you talking about the Ninth Prince?"
"You are smart." Jiang Qinshi sighed.
"You just came back from Yecheng, and so did the Ninth Prince. Every year, the little friend is sick. The Ninth Prince's legs are seriously injured and he has not recovered yet. You wrote a letter to ask who the little boy in the portrait is. Why can't you guess?" Arrived? But, the little boy is the Ninth Prince's business, does Nian Nian know?"
Jiang Qinshi's face changed slightly, "What about the Ninth Prince? He came back from Yecheng?"
…
"The Ninth Prince is really back?" At the palace banquet, a girl in yellow grabbed the maid beside her and asked.
"My servant just inquired about it. The Ninth Prince just came back two days ago. He is currently living in Shouhuai Palace."
The girl in yellow couldn't hide the ecstasy in her eyes, "I finally got it."
She stood up and said to the servant girl, "Don't follow me."
As soon as she got up, a lady from another family asked, "Shen Xiuying, where are you going?"
Shen Xiuying looked at their eyes with a layer of cold contempt, as if she was too lazy to talk to them, she said perfunctorily: "I'm a little bored, I'm going out for a walk by myself."
When Shen Xiuying left, those women from the aristocratic family also looked at her with the same contemptuous eyes.
"It's probably because he seduced a man again."
"Master Shen's girl doesn't even know how the word "women's way" is written."
"She came from a low family background, so she naturally wanted to find something good for herself. Her mother was originally just a concubine, but later she used some means to replace her regular wife and was restored. But a concubine is a concubine after all. Identity is not clean."
"I thought she would be safe once she fell into the water..."
After leaving the courtyard where the female relatives were at the banquet, Shen Xiuying let out a long sigh of relief.
Shen Xiuying fell into the water half a year ago, and when she woke up again, she had the memory of her previous life.
She had finally been reborn, and the person she had been waiting for was finally coming.
She was reborn at this time, just right.
All the people didn't pay attention to the little boy with two legs disabled. No one knew that he would be the emperor of Ninety-Five Supreme in the future.
Of course she heard the scolding behind her.
From a very young age, watching her mother deal with men, she understood a truth early on.
If she wanted to live a good life and live a life where she would no longer be cast aside by others, she had to find a high-ranking person to be her husband.
But in her previous life, she spent all her life trying to earn money, and lost her virginity to the fourth prince before marriage. She thought she could marry him as his wife, but in the end she became his concubine. After the new emperor came to the throne, she and the fourth prince became prisoners together.
That man actually used her body as a bargaining chip to bribe the prison guards!
Later, he was reduced to Fireworks and Willow Lane, and died of hatred. She hated, hated those smooth-talking men to death.
This time, she will not choose the wrong person again.
Shen Xiuying walked hurriedly, her heart beating extremely fast.
Before the new emperor ascended the throne, she never paid attention to him.
At that time, how could she tolerate a disabled person in her eyes
But if this cripple is the emperor in the future, she won't mind his cripple.
She still remembered the grandeur of sitting on a sedan chair and surrounded by crowds when the new emperor was touring the city.
There was only a little maid beside him, who was fanning him.
The slot that belongs to the queen is empty.
After being on the throne for several years, not only did he not have a queen, he didn't even have a concubine.
If she could be in that position next to him... enjoying the support and adoration of thousands of people.
Those who laughed at her, those who ridiculed her, could only kneel at her feet.
Shen Xiuying's heart beat faster and faster.
Soon, Shouhuai Palace arrived.
After holding her breath for a long time, she finally heard the sound of footsteps and wheels.
Since there is the sound of wheels, nine out of ten, it will be the Ninth Prince, the future new emperor.
Shen Xiuying's body still carried the habit of her previous life, she wanted to kneel down to the future monarch when her legs were weak, she listened carefully, and heard the voice of a little eunuch, "My servant has already found out who the Ninth Highness is looking for... "
Your Highness Nine. Shen Xiuying was overjoyed, when she heard the voice coming to the corner, she fell to the ground with a plop.
She rubbed her ankle "Hey, hey", with tears in her eyes, she raised her eyes towards the corner, looking pitiful.
"Are you from this palace?"
She looked at Rong Ting, "I'm lost..."
Rong Ting glanced over leisurely.
good means—
Played by her full of loopholes.
Very unreasonable. Rong Ting's cold and gloomy eyes became more and more gloomy.
But Shen Xiuying stood in the middle of the road.
Her eyes were blurred by tears, and she couldn't see Rong Ting's expression. She thought in her heart that since Rong Ting's legs were disabled, he must be able to sympathize with and understand a weak person who was injured, and said with a sad face, "I just didn't Be careful sprained your foot, the leg hurts..."
Rong Ting frowned slightly.
Seeing him, Shen Xiuying was still unmoved, and cautiously revealed her identity, "I am the daughter of Shen Shangshu's family, can you let your followers help me up?"
Huai Qing was about to go there, but she heard Rong Ting say: "Wait a minute."
"Shen Shangshu's first daughter, right?" Rong Ting's face was gloomy.
In the past few days, he has sorted out the personnel relationship of all the aristocratic families in the capital, those surnamed Jiang and those not surnamed Jiang, all of them have been sorted out, just to be safe.
Shen Xiuying said that she is the daughter of Shen Shangshu, so she is the second daughter of the Shen family.
He said wearily: "Miss Shen, next time, at least switch to a road with gravel and fall."
"or… "
He paused, touched his waist with his fingers, suddenly pulled out a dagger, and threw it in front of her.
"It would be nice to directly pick off your own hamstrings, and you can do a good job in acting."
He laughed, with a flirtatious and beautiful face, but his cold tone revealed indifference and impatience, "Lend me a knife, pick it."
Shen Xiuying stared at the cold and shining blade on the ground.
His legs trembled and his eyes widened.
This is not the weak and pitiful she imagined.
Not even the understanding and sympathy she imagined.
This is crazy.
Rong Ting squinted at her.
With a cool voice, he said mockingly: "Can't you do it yourself?"
His slender fingers tapped impatiently, and he said thoughtfully, "Huaiqing, help her."
Huaiqing looked at her master's actions, and felt a big disbelief in her heart.
Go forward and pick up the knife.
Shen Xiuying was so frightened that she immediately got up and ran away.
…
As he ran away, he bumped into someone.
Jiang Rao chased the white cat all the way, who suddenly went crazy and ran wildly. When he ran here, he was bumped by Shen Xiuying, and Xuxu stabilized his steps.
She glanced at the official lady who ran away in a hurry and didn't care if she bumped into her, she was at a loss.
This official lady seems to have tears on her face? His expression was a little out of control.
This is the palace, right
How can there be such an official lady who doesn't care about her manners