She stepped forward in two quick steps and reached out to grab his wheelchair.
Rong Ting pinpointed the timing, exerted two or three points of internal strength, and pressed the arm support of the wheelchair.
Life and death stopped the tendency of being about to be bitten by a dog.
His movements are extremely stealthy.
From the looks of others, the reason why he didn't fall down was because Jiang Rao grabbed his wheelchair in time.
Jiang Rao felt the same way.
She even had lingering fears. If she moves slower and falls on his face, or an arm or a leg...
No matter where it falls, it hurts.
Her voice was like a sigh, "Let me push you back."
After thinking about it, he still didn't say "you're too weak" to his face.
A person who has been in a wheelchair for a year and a half, hearing others say that he is weak, does not know how he feels.
Rong Ting lowered his head.
The high bundle of black hair followed the movement of lowering his head, rubbing against the back of his neck.
The long-lasting scars are still engraved on his skin. Even though they are covered by the black collar, the scars are long and deep, and the tail is almost hidden in the hair. Mottled cracks on smooth porcelain.
"I'm sorry."
There was a bit of embarrassment in his actions.
"Let you push me all the way back, such a long way, it's too much trouble for you."
"No trouble."
Jiang Rao glanced at the scars on the back of his neck, and her tone softened a bit, "If you have any difficulties, don't always be bored by yourself, remember to say it."
Rong Ting's voice was muffled, and he let out a low "hmm".
Jiang Rao didn't like the overly quiet atmosphere, so she wanted to tell him that his leg injury would definitely recover, but she couldn't say it directly, and she looked a little arrogant, and said to him with a smile: "Wait until your leg injury is healed. , begging me to push this wheelchair for you, I won’t even help.”
"Now you are still an injured patient. Just trouble me when it's time to trouble me. Take good care of your injury and you will get better soon."
Rong Ting lowered his eyes, a trace of guilt flashed in his sight.
But nodded.
However, the nodding motion was very light, with a hint of reluctance.
He seemed to be afraid that he would trouble others, his head drooped, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
Turning his head and looking back at Jiang Rao, "I'm sorry to trouble you."
He said: "It's all my fault. It's getting better too slowly. I've been sitting in a wheelchair all day, and I don't have much strength in my hands. I can't even get around a stone..."
The narrow and long eyes, like animals like wolves and foxes, should be full of aggressiveness, but his eyes are like clear springs, as clean as newborns, and because of the contrast, they look even more pitiful.
The tone is self-blame and apologetic.
Looking at him, Jiang Rao had the illusion that she was doing him a great favor by helping him push the wheelchair.
She nodded, "Since your hands are a little tired, just let me push you obediently."
She didn't say anything more, and pushed Rong Ting forward.
Under the high wall, the narrow shadow of the sun.
The sound of carts rolling over the bluestone road was mixed with the sound of footsteps.
Rong Ting glanced sideways at the two figures who were very close to each other on the ground, his gaze was almost greedy.
She was small, if he raised his head, his head might hit her chin directly.
In the hug in the gazebo just now, her figure made him unbelievably light, and his physical strength had only recovered to half of what it was before. He hugged her, but his arms seemed light and soft, with a sweet smell on her body, and small movements. He also likes to rub on people.
Suddenly, some crazy thoughts filled my mind.
At this time, there was an abrupt voice.
"Girl, don't tire yourself out, let the slaves push His Highness the Ninth Prince."
It was the maid named Yu'er who suddenly broke in.
This is the new maid that Jiang Rao asked for from the Jiang Qin family after returning to Jinling. He grew up in Jinling, so he is more familiar with Jinling than Ming Shao.
Yu'er waited all the way for Jiang Rao to give her the job of pushing the wheelchair.
She has never seen a girl from a rich family serve others by herself.
Even though the other party is His Highness Ninth Prince, but they are servants who are still on the sidelines.
She had just been transferred to Jiang Rao's courtyard, and she was afraid that she was not diligent enough, and she would be scolded by her master when she returned, so she volunteered.
Jiang Rao stopped.
Rong Ting's temper is much better than that of Master Jiu in the dream, not so weird and gloomy. It's just that she doesn't know that his problem of hating others touching him... I don't know if it's good or not.
But in the dream, even if someone touches him, he would like to kill that person on the spot.
She didn't want to take the risk.
The boy sitting in the wheelchair suddenly darkened his gaze, frowned, and said, "No need."
Protector Yu'er, upon hearing this, was somewhat dissatisfied with Rong Ting.
What she asked was her own girl, and the master hadn't spoken yet, what did he say.
Rong Ting, however, controlled the wheelchair and moved forward quickly as before.
But this time, even on the bluestone slab road, which is much bumpier than the path next to Xiaoguoshan Pavilion just now, it is as stable as walking on a flat road.
The wheelchair left Jiang Rao's hand, Rong Ting looked back at Jiang Rao.
Her pupils are bright, like a mirror, reflecting her thoughts at the moment.
It can be seen at a glance that she is hesitant to let the servant girl push him away, thinking of this, Rong Ting felt a little annoyed, "My hands have regained strength, and I can walk by myself."
Jiang Rao was dubious.
Rong Ting's five fingers were slender, with clear knuckles, clasped the arm rest of the wheelchair, smiled softly, and said obediently and sensiblely: "This place is close to the Auditorium, if people see that you are too close to me, it will be harmful to your reputation." not good."
Jiang Rao tentatively said: "Then why not, let my maid send you off..."
"No."
Rong Ting's pursed thin lips fell, and he glanced at the maid, his thick gaze instantly turned cold, the boredom in his eyes was frank and obvious, "I'm afraid my reputation will be ruined."
…
Jiang Rao understood that he might not like to be touched now.
What he said sounded familiar again.
Suddenly recalled that night when he bumped into him topless, the next day he acted like a girl and rushed ahead of her to say that his innocence was damaged...
How could a man care so much about his reputation.
She just can't figure it out...
He is a prince, why does he live as if he has studied "Women's Precepts" and "Women's Training" in a women's class.
It is also very strange, self-taught without a teacher, and has achieved success in learning.
…
Hu Li and Hu Tang are not easy to find.
Ming Shao went to find for Jiang Rao the list of guests invited for today's birthday banquet. Both Hu Li and Hu Tang were on the list, and their mother, Mrs. Hu, was also invited.
It's just that when Jiang Rao found Mrs. Hu, her twin daughters were not by her side.
When Jiang Rao asked, Mrs. Hu seemed hesitant to speak.
She kept apologizing that her daughter had caused trouble to Ning'anbo Mansion.
Jiang Rao was a little confused.
Mrs. Hu was relieved to see that Jiang Rao didn't come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime.
"Li'er and Tang'er are unruly temperaments, so wild that they don't look like girls. I misunderstood."
She said: "I thought that today I came to attend someone else's birthday banquet, and they would be more peaceful, but I didn't expect that they disappeared after only listening to a scene. I sent someone to look for it, and so far no one has heard of it." Find out where they are."
"If they get into trouble and cause trouble for the girl, the girl doesn't have to take my face into account, just punish them directly."
Mrs. Hu was gentle and wan, and said sincerely.
Before Jiang Rao came, Madam Hu was the daughter of a former first-rank scholar family. When I met her face-to-face, it was hard to imagine that her daughter was as gentle as she said in her words. , unruly temperament, causing trouble everywhere.
I thought it was just a bit of exaggeration in Madam Hu's self-effacing words when introducing her daughter to others.
She smiled at Mrs. Hu, and said: "Madam is too modest, the two girls may feel that the opera is boring, so they went to enjoy the flowers and scenery in the mansion."
Jiang Rao thought about where the little girl who was about her age would like to go, and said, "I'll go to the lotus pond to look for them. If there is any news, I will send someone to tell Madam."
After speaking, she took Ming Shao and Yu'er and left, heading for the lotus pond.
Madam Hu shouted behind her: "Remember to look up the trees more!"
Jiang Rao choked suddenly.
Suddenly realized that Hu Li and Hu Tang might really be as unusual as Mrs. Hu said.
After she left, Mrs. Hu looked at her back and sighed.
"I don't even expect Li'er and Tang'er to be half-like. If they can make friends with a sensible girl like Miss Jiang Si, they can learn something from what they see and hear. That would be great."
She looked helpless and sad, "Forget it, if they don't scare people away, I will be satisfied."
…
Although Hu Li and Hu Tang are twins, their appearances are not alike.
In Dazhao, twins have always been regarded as unlucky. If boys are twins, at most only one can survive.
General Hu was stationed at the border all the year round, the emperor pitied him for his painstaking efforts, and because Hu Li and Hu Tang were both girls, he didn't kill his two children.
Even so, there are still a lot of blank stares and criticisms. Even though the family background was strong, but their father was stationed far away in the frontier, and his influence was not in Jinling. Coupled with their identities as twins, Jinling's circle of noble girls did not welcome them very much.
This makes the relationship between the two sisters even closer.
They were squatting at the foot of a wall, whispering to each other.
"The soil under this dog hole is fresher than other places. A dog has just drilled through it recently, but why didn't I see a dog in this house."
"Look at the traces at the bottom of this dog hole. The dog came here frequently and drilled more than once. Maybe it's nearby. Let's look carefully and maybe we can find it."
"Then look for it."
"Then when shall we go back?"
"I'm not going back. It's more fun to find a dog than to be in a pile of girls who smell of makeup. Wait until you're hungry."
The two chatted, and suddenly looked up at the same time.
"There are footsteps!"
The two practiced martial arts since they were young, and they were as light as a swallow, so they hid in the tree with a whoosh.
Jiang Rao turned the corner, looking at the empty and deserted long road, she felt a little strange, and said to the maid at the side: "I just heard someone talking here, why is there no one?"
The maid shook her head, also puzzled.
Jiang Rao thought about what Mrs. Hu said, raised her head, and glanced at the tree.
The leaves are lush and lush, and the shadows of the trees are clustered, but there are no people.
She had no choice but to leave.
She thought that she was more familiar with Ning An Bo's mansion than Mrs. Hu's servants, and could find Hu Li and Hu Tang, but she was wrong.
After the sound of her footsteps is far away.
Hu Tang and Hu Li slid down from the tree.
Looking at each other, she said, "She knows that looking up the tree must have been arranged by mother to find us."
Sighing together, "It's really annoying."
There was already faint displeasure in his eyes.
…
It's time for lunch.
Jiang Rao followed her mother, watching all the dishes presented by the maid, paying special attention to see if there was any sweet soup in her dream.
At this moment, Ming Shao came over from afar, leaned close to her and said, "Miss, Hu Li and Hu Tang are back, they are beside Mrs. Hu, and they are preparing to have dinner."
Jiang Rao's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Take me there."
There was a lot of people at the banquet, and it was very lively.
Liu's room was gloomy and desolate.
She was sitting by the window, looking out with deep eyes, with uncontrollable jealousy and viciousness in her eyes.
When the personal servant girl came back, Liu Shi couldn't wait to stand up: "Is everything done?"
The servant girl nodded, "The servant girl who bought the back kitchen has already written the sweet soup into today's food list. After a while, she will deliver the sweet soup to General Hu's two daughters, and then she will leave through the back door and go to the Zhuangzi in the suburbs to hide. , will not be found. Madam, don't worry, no one will know that the sweet soup mixed with laxatives has something to do with you."
After listening to the servant girl's words, the jealousy and viciousness in Liu's eyes were replaced by a sense of contentment and complacency.
"I heard that General Hu's two daughters love sweets the most. General Hu has no children. Only these two daughters are precious. Those two girls are lawless. If they are wronged, they will definitely make trouble."
Her tone was firm, "General Hu saved the old uncle once in the early years. If General Hu pursues it, the old uncle will definitely not spare Jiang Qinshi."
The personal servant girl flattered: "Madam arranged well."
Mrs. Liu sneered, "That good daughter of Mrs. Jiang Qin, isn't she willing to share her mother's worries and help her mother in everything? This time I want to see what else she can do to save her mother."
…
When Jiang Rao found Hu Li and Hu Tang, he bumped into a maid who was in a hurry.
The servant girl was holding an empty disc in her hand. It seemed that she had just delivered the food to the table and was going back to the back kitchen.
After bumping into Jiang Rao, without saying a word, he hurried away with his head down.
Jiang Rao stopped, looked back, and glanced at her.
Turn back quickly.
Her expression didn't change before she turned her head, but when she turned her head back, her eyes and voice became cold, and she said to Yu'er, "Follow me."
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Jiang Rao felt that the maid just now was a bit weird.
Not only was his eyes flustered, he didn't dare to look directly at others, but his steps were surprisingly fast.
Maybe it was that dream that made her suspicious, and Jiang Rao felt slightly uneasy.
But even if the wind is turbulent and the trees are full of fire, she will not allow any abnormalities beyond her control to appear at the banquet organized by her mother.
Jiang Rao turned around and continued walking forward.
When she approached the banquet and looked at the two girls beside Mrs. Hu, her expression changed.
The shallow uneasiness just now immediately condensed into substance.
Although Hu Li and Hu Tang are twins, their appearances are different.
Hu Li's Xiaojia Biyu, Hu Tang is brighter.
Jiang Rao still can't tell who is Hu Li and who is Hu Tang.
I saw that girl who looked more like Mrs. Hu was holding a white porcelain soup bowl to her lips.
Her sleeves dropped slightly, revealing her slender wrist and the blue bracelet she was wearing.
Jiang Rao's expression changed in shock. It was exactly like the scene in her dream.
Obviously there is no sweet soup on the food list, why is it appearing now
But she had no time to think about it.
…
Hu Li didn't know that the sweet soup was different. She ran around looking for a dog all morning, but finally found a lonely one, who didn't even see a dog hair. After a while, a sweet female voice was heard next to my ear, "I'm offended!"
Caught off guard, the soup bowl was snatched and dropped back on the table.
Half of the sweet soup in the bowl was shaken out and spilled on the ground, and the sweet smell of sugar water filled the air.
When everyone around was stunned, only Jiang Rao looked down at the sweet soup spilled on the ground, a little startled.
Hu Li and Hu Tang didn't have a good impression when they first saw Jiang Rao, but now looking at Jiang Rao, it's more like looking at a lunatic.
When Hu Li's sweet soup was taken away, her hand became empty, and she habitually raised the knife in her hand, intending to strike at the person who took her things, and asked coldly, "Why did you take my soup?"
"There's something wrong with the soup."
Jiang Rao's eyes were condensed, staring at the ground.
Her eyes became darker and darker, and her brows gradually wrinkled.
Hu Li and Hu Tang followed her gaze and lowered their eyes one after another. Seeing the spilled soup, smelling the sweet smell, a few ants came in.
Looking at the ants without exception, they stopped when they touched the soup.
He remained motionless, as if dead.
Both Hu Li and Hu Tang were shocked.
There was a chill down my spine.