Huaiqing frowned, and reported softly: "I heard from the servant girls that they haven't seen Fourth Miss at the banquet for a long time. I don't know what happened. I heard... Fourth Miss didn't even use lunch."
Rong Ting's eyes were fixed, and the finger bones holding the teacup turned white and tightened.
…
The maid who was instructed by Mrs. Liu to put medicine in the soup was still tightly bound by the rope, her body curled up by the south wall.
She squirmed restlessly, trying to free herself from the rope.
Ming Shao was beside her, even though she was also a maid, she couldn't feel any pity and sympathy for someone who was easily instigated and used by others, with obvious dissatisfaction on her face, she said: "You'd better save some strength, stay After a while, clarify the words in front of the old man, and I will naturally untie you."
Outside the courtyard, Jiang Rao ordered Jiang Ping to find a few guards to guard the courtyard, and also secretly protect the safety of the maid who could present a statement, lest the Liu family bring people to make trouble.
Sure enough, people from the Liu family came twice, but unfortunately there were guards blocking them, and they couldn't even enter the yard for half a step, and were chased away by the guards.
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In the distance, Jiang Rao was sitting by the stone table, waving a fan in his hand.
She was dizzy from work, didn't have lunch, and her stomach was empty, but her mind was busy, she didn't notice the hunger at all, she just frowned, waiting for Taro to come back, with a slight uneasiness in her face.
Taro was ordered by her to invite her grandfather to the banquet.
After a while, he hurried back, but there was no second person behind Yu'er.
Alone, she came to Jiang Rao's side, and said with a sad face, "Girl, my uncle is having a good conversation with Qi Shangshu of the Household Department, and he said he will come back in a while."
Jiang Rao felt a little helpless in her heart, but she probably expected this result, so she nodded, "I'll have a look later."
It was an unlucky time today, and it happened to be the time for lunch at the banquet, and her grandfather couldn't get away from socializing.
But the more things dragged on, the more uneasy she felt. Just thinking about Liu's coming to take Yingyin away made her worry and cause trouble again.
Jiang Rao said: "Let Jiang Ping find a few people to watch Mrs. Liu, and don't let her run away."
Ming Shao was puzzled and asked: "Girl, why didn't you bring this matter up to the old man? We took full advantage of it, and we're not afraid to tear ourselves apart with Da Furen."
Jiang Rao tapped the table with her fingers, "This is a private matter in the mansion, if it is brought up in front of grandfather, the people who called to the banquet will see it, and it will become a joke for some people to make fun of Ning An Bo's mansion."
The private affairs of the high-ranking and powerful families are spread out with embellishments, and the spread will only become more outrageous and ugly.
"To embarrass the uncle's house is to embarrass grandfather. If grandfather is unhappy, why would he stand by my side?"
Her younger brother was mischievous, never did he make a mistake, didn't her father chase and beat him all over the yard? But her father would never do anything in front of outsiders, to take care of the face of her brother, a little baby who hasn't even grown his teeth yet.
As for her grandfather... After being a high-ranking old uncle for so many years, he only cares about face more than her younger brother if he listens to those kind words.
Jiang Rao said softly, but firmly said, "It's better to close the door and settle the scandals at home. Grandfather can't leave now, so we'll wait."
Ming Shao was reminded by her, and only then did she think of the deep meaning, and immediately understood, "This slave is reckless."
When he looked up again, his eyes were filled with emotion.
Looking at Jiang Rao, I felt that the girl seemed to have grown up suddenly at some point.
It was as if yesterday was the same child who was always crying with two small knots, but could be coaxed by a piece of candy, obediently lying on the shoulder of an adult without crying or moving, and in a blink of an eye he was able to take charge of himself.
"However, if you make a big fuss, you still have to make a big fuss."
Jiang Rao pursed her lips, and said bluntly: "Auntie is a poisonous thorn, be lenient with her, and sooner or later Ning An Bo's mansion will be stabbed into a hornet's nest by her."
"My father's foundation in Jinling is still weak. Among the guests who came, more friends were friends with my uncle, and they would inevitably speak for the Liu family. What if my grandfather spared the Liu family in order to save face..." she said Then, after a pause, "I don't allow it."
Her tone carried the self-willedness she should have at her age, and she said angrily, "She dares to harm my mother, and I want to let the dog bite her to death."
"I will never give her a chance to escape her guilt. No matter how many wrong things she has done, she will suffer as much retribution."
The scene of the family being destroyed in the dream was like a thunderbolt, waking her up from the carefree chaos.
Let her know very clearly that, like her father, not fighting with others and giving others what she deserves may not necessarily be able to protect herself wisely.
Even when walking to the edge of the cliff, no one would give him a hand.
She will never forget the scene in her dream where her home was ransacked—
Her parents knelt down to the officials who came to take them into custody, and begged the officials to let their children go.
Her father, who lived such a noble life, lost his backbone and dignity.
He kowtowed his head and said in a hoarse and humble voice, "Officer, you let my son and daughter live. They are good children. They just cast the wrong baby and chose the wrong parents. They don't deserve this kind of punishment." Ah! I kowtow to you, I beg you..."
He knocked it down, so low that it fell into the dust, and lifted it up again, blood mixed with white slush, and stained his forehead.
The man who used to be indomitable, put his posture in the lowest position, with snow on his shoulders and frost on his head, his tall body was shaking all the time...
fine…
Jiang Rao's fingers became more and more tense.
It was a nightmare to wake up from...
In this life, she never wanted to see her parents gritted their teeth and endured the humiliation, kneeling in the cold snow without dignity.
Ming Shao looked at the lively anger and reddish eye sockets in her eyes, and felt a little distressed in her heart.
This is the little girl she watched and grew up with, with a fair and beautiful face, happy and angry, she was meant to be held in the palm of her hand and spoiled for a lifetime, she was only suitable for laughing, and shouldn't have such a bitter and bitter expression.
Ming Shao coaxed her, "Girl, we don't have a dog at home, let the young master go."
"Sister, sister."
From nowhere, a small red ball popped out of nowhere.
Ming Shao fixed her eyes, saw that it was Jiang Jinxing, and said, "Huh?"
"Little master, why are you here?"
Jiang Jinxing hugged Jiang Rao's leg, raised his round eyes, tilted his head to look at Ming Shao, and asked puzzledly, "What do you let me do? Is it like flying a kite?"
Ming Shao: "..."
How can you still say that the young master, the young master just popped up
Jiang Rao picked him up, but she still didn't want him to see the intrigue in the house at such a young age, so she turned her body to block Jiang Jinxing's sight, lest he see the maid curled up in the corner .
She pinched the tip of his nose and said softly: "There is no kite as heavy as yours, so don't embarrass Feng."
Jiang Jinxing raised his fleshy little hand and rubbed his nose.
I don't know if it was because he was unhappy being said to be heavy, but he lowered his head ferociously, looking at his round belly, his eyes immediately withered, and became a little sad.
Jiang Rao patted his round belly, straightened the hem of his clothes that were a little messy, "How did you find it?"
Jiang Jinxing's troubles came and went quickly, he raised his eyes, and he was radiant again, "Sister is not good, she doesn't need lunch, someone asked me to come and see."
"Are they parents?" Jiang Rao subconsciously asked.
Jiang Jinxing shook his head.
"It's Big Brother."
He turned his head and looked beyond the moon gate in the courtyard.
"He came with me. But my sister asked the guards to guard the yard to prevent outsiders from entering, and the guards would not let him in."
Jiang Jinxing wrapped around Jiang Rao's neck, begging, "Sister, let him in quickly."
…
Jiang Rao thought that in this short morning, Jiang Jinxing went out again and came back with a wrong brother for himself.
Unexpectedly, Ming Shao walked quickly to the Moon Gate, took a look, then turned around and said, "Miss, it's Your Highness the Ninth Prince."
Rong Ting was stopped by the guards and could not move forward.
He looked at the guards who stopped him, his figure was stable and motionless, but there was a trace of decisive determination in his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be scarlet.
For a while, his emotions swam to the edge of violence, and he endured it, with slight bruises on his forehead.
There was the sound of tapping footsteps from the Moon Cave Gate, and a crimson figure stepped out of the courtyard.
Rong Ting caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, closed his eyes, and suppressed those thoughts.
"Let him go!" Jiang Rao hurriedly walked.
She looked around, Jiang Ping was not there, maybe he went to find someone to watch Liu Shi, but he hasn't come back yet.
The rest of the guards didn't recognize Rong Ting, no wonder they blocked them.
only…
Jiang Rao frowned slightly.
Rong Ting was stopped by those guards, and he lowered his head listlessly, as if he had suffered enough grievances and bullying, he couldn't lift his head up.
Seeing her coming, he raised his eyes a little, with some relief in his eyes, and he blamed himself, "I... Did I come at the wrong time?"
Jiang Rao never thought that what happened today would disturb Rong Ting.
It's just that Rong Ting is like a child who has been trained to cry now, how can she nod her head.
Jiang Rao shook her head slightly, and said softly, "It's okay."
Rong Ting held the oiled paper bag and handed it to her: "I heard from the servant girl that you don't have lunch."
More cautious than his movements are his eyes.
Clear as a spring.
When looking up at people slightly, his eyes are like pools of deep affection.
It seems that there will only be one person in it.
The little girl in his sight lowered her head to look at the jujube cake.
The oil print of jujube paste wets a corner of the thin oiled paper, and the oiled paper is folded too neatly.
Jiang Rao: I'm hungry.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Rong Ting turned his eyes away slightly, and his voice was slightly lowered, "I came to bring you something to eat. But I... did I bother you?"
Originally, Jiang Rao didn't intend to blame him at all, but hearing his uneasy tone, there was no other feeling besides soft-heartedness.
"No, you are kind enough to bring me some snacks, how could you be bothering me?"
She and her younger brother both wore red today.
Eh, but no one else has the same effect.
Jiang Rao lowered her head and glanced at her younger brother who came out with her hand, round and red all over, besides being happy, it was still happy.
Rong Ting's eyes were calm, and from the corner of his eyes, he looked at the guards with swords guarding the courtyard, knowing that something serious must have happened.
It's just that he didn't show any impatience and urgency on his face, and tapped his fingers on the arm rest of the wheelchair.
When his eyes flicked, he remembered all the people around and the expressions on their faces in his mind, and then Rong Ting turned his eyes back, looked at Jiang Rao intently, his eyes and tone were still cautious, and asked: "Then you Surely you will eat the snacks?"
Jiang Rao lowered her eyes to meet his gaze, and couldn't help but want to use the description "beautiful and indescribable" to him.
Yanli's face is sad and pale, especially weak and decadent, but the dignified and thick red on the clothes washes away a bit of sickness, although her face is decadent, she is so beautiful that people can't take her eyes off her, her black hair hangs down her head in high buns, She has a ghostly, almost alluring charm about her body.
There was an inexplicable bang in my heart.
She nodded affirmatively.
Jiang Jinxing raised his head and glanced at Jiang Rao, not understanding why, but nodded.
His sister nodded, so he nodded.
One big and one small, the same action.
Huai Qing said at the right time: "This jujube paste crisp, His Highness Ninth Prince is not willing to eat it, so I specially keep it for Miss Fourth."
The atmosphere suddenly became a little delicate.
Only Jiang Rao acted as if she didn't feel anything, she lowered her head and gave a soft "hmm" while unpacking the oil-paper bag.
A faint voice: "I know."
Huai Qing was taken aback.
Overwhelmed with a hint of shock.
Know
Miss Jiang knows everything
She knows everything
Jiang Rao raised a smile, "I know His Highness Jiu doesn't like sweets, but I like them."
Huai Qing: "..."
No no no that's not what it means.