But Jiang Rao didn't want the piece of meat he picked up.
She rushed back with the tip of his chopsticks, and at the same time put all the meat in her bowl into his bowl, glanced around and no one noticed her, with a very small voice, almost as if she was saying Said in the same way: "I don't eat."
"I am too fat."
"..."
Jiang Rao glanced down at her false belly, then raised her hand to touch it.
She firmly remembered that Jiang Youfu was a sick, slightly fat little mute.
Into the play is very deep, serious expression.
Rong Ting's black eyes were deep, seeing that she was seriously serious, a little cute, a slight smile appeared in his eyes.
A few tables away, Liu Heguang and Xie Tongyan couldn't swallow the food on the table, one of them looked in the same direction as Rong Ting, and said with a sneer: "That cripple made us not have a good meal for a few days, and he still laughed so hard So happy."
Another said: "If it wasn't for coming to see him, the father-in-law would not have advocated that the academy take the lead in frugality."
"What an unlucky broom star, if you find a chance, you still have to teach him the rules in the academy."
…
Jiang Rao used a lot of delicacies from mountains and seas on weekdays, and occasionally had a rough meal, but she was happy to eat it. The small bowl quickly bottomed out.
But if he eats this kind of food every day, let alone whether it is raw or not, it will at least be bad for his leg injury recovery.
After she put the used bowls and chopsticks aside, she faced Rong Ting, wanting to ask something.
Rong Ting had already eaten his meal and looked at her silently.
Jiang Rao raised her eyes and wanted to speak, but he opened his lips and said, "Why are you so careless?"
Rong Ting raised his finger, tapped the corner of his lips, and signaled Jiang Rao, "It's covered with rice grains."
If Jiang Rao is her usual self, she must be ashamed because of the rice grains on the corner of her mouth, which is really unsightly.
But today she is Jiang Youfu!
Not only was he not ashamed, but he rubbed the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand carelessly, trying to wipe off the grain of rice.
But nothing was glued to the back of the hand.
She rubbed it twice and there was nothing.
His eyes turned to Rong Ting for help.
Where
Rong Ting slightly pursed the corners of her lips, as if feeling helpless, she stretched out her hand.
He touched her cheek with his fingertips, his fingertips were covered with calluses, and his joints were slender and clear. When he rubbed them, Jiang Rao's cheeks shrank back itchyly.
Jiang Rao's face reflected in his pupils had nothing but makeup that concealed her true appearance.
In view of the general environment, this site may be closed at any time, please move to the permanent source replacement App as soon as possible, huanyuanapp.org
But when he put his hand down.
Sure enough, there was a grain of rice on the callused fingertips, "This is it."
Jiang Rao didn't even know how she ate the rice grains to the corner of her lips. She obviously ate very slowly, but the evidence was all stuck there, and she had to admit it.
He lowered his head, bewildered, his cheeks were a little blushing, but fortunately it was covered by thick makeup, which did not show on his face.
Rong Ting looked down at his fingertips.
When he touched her cheek just now, his finger bones visibly trembled and tensed.
But at this moment, a layer of crimson rose faintly behind his ears.
…
Jiang Rao originally wanted to ask why the food in the academy was so bad, but after lunch, Rong Ting was called by a scholar to transcribe an isolated copy of an ancient book.
Jiang Rao was slightly dissatisfied, she was waiting for Rong Ting's legs to recover, wishing that he could rest whenever he could.
However, the matter of copying can be avoided without reason of leg injury.
Jiang Rao was dissatisfied, but could only watch Rong Ting enter the study.
She wanted to help, but was stopped by the book boy and was not allowed to enter.
The door of the study creaked open at this moment, and a person walked out.
Huai Qing looked at Jiang Rao, paused for a moment, and did not make a mistake, but the address was a bit awkward, "Master Jiang, I have something to tell you."
…
Jiang Rao frowned after listening to Huai Qing's words.
She always thought that with Uncle Yan around, Rong Ting couldn't stand being bullied.
She was wrong.
Although Uncle Yan is the most famous scholar in the academy, he is so used to it that he only cares about books, and doesn't care whether the students can eat and sleep well, or whether they are being bullied.
Unless someone stabbed these things in front of him.
She took a stick and wrote on the ground—
"I'll go ask my Uncle Yan."
She was going to be the one who brought things to his eyes.
She said why the food in the academy was so bad, it was because someone was making trouble.
When leaving the courtyard where the study was located, several people stepped into the courtyard and passed her by.
Jiang Rao hurried past, but one of them stopped lightly and looked back.
Looking at Jiang Rao's back, he was thoughtful.
The bookboy next to him asked, "Sir, do you recognize that young master?"
Pei Songyu looked back lightly, "Yes."
He said, "The fourth master brought his adoptive son into the academy today, and told me to take care of him more. It should be him."
At this moment, Yu Yinxue also stopped walking, "Fourth Master Jiang still has a adopted son?"
Pei Songyu nodded, "I just found out."
Yu Yinxue became thoughtful.
At noon today, he had already met this adopted son at the dining place.
At that time, he was staying with Rong Ting.
…
"His Royal Highness, please stay."
When Rong Ting finished copying the only copy and was about to leave the study, Yu Yinxue quickly caught up with him.
Although the attitude is not 100% respectful, but compared to the targeting and hostility hidden in the eyes before, what is hidden in the eyes now is a flattery that is ready to come out.
He bowed.
"His Royal Highness, I have something to ask you."
Last time he went to the old lady's birthday banquet in the uncle's house, from the beginning to the end, he couldn't find a chance to talk to Fourth Master Jiang.
Now Jiang Siye occasionally comes to teach a few calligraphy and painting classes, but unfortunately he is not good at painting, and there are many scholars in the academy, so there is still no chance to talk to Jiang Siye.
Marriage is a major event, the order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker. Whoever he wanted to be his son-in-law, it was always right to please that person.
Rong Ting glanced at him.
The curvature of the thin lips is called gentle.
It's just that the fundus of the eyes is cold, and the smile is not a smile.
Yu Yinxue looked at this little junior whom he had looked down upon in the past, and was extremely reluctant to ask him for this matter.
His mother from a humble background couldn't find any way for him, so he had no choice.
It's just that when he was begging for help, he was unavoidably a bit arrogant, and his words were tactful, and he didn't go straight to the point, "Jiang Siye has been teaching in the academy these days..."
Yu Yinxue wants Rong Ting to introduce him.
This was something he planned to entrust to Pei Songyu, but at noon today, he saw that the dumb foster son adopted by Fourth Master Jiang was not Pei Songyu who was eating with Rong Ting.
It is clear at a glance who has a better relationship with the Jiang family.
Yu Yinxue was not sure if Rong Ting would help him, but if he didn't help, then it's okay, he can go to Pei Songyu for help again, "If His Highness the Ninth Prince meets Fourth Master Jiang, or the Jiang family When the girl and the young master..."
"Brother."
Rong Ting interrupted him.
He blinked those fox-like eyes, but the pupils seemed to be covered by a thick fog, a little cold and cold, making it difficult for people to see through the thoughts in his heart.
"Senior brother, don't worry. If there is then, I will definitely say something good for senior brother."
Yu Yinxue was overjoyed.
Only then did he understand why Yan Nanxun always said that Rong Ting was smart.
He had only spoken half of what he had said, and he understood it all.
Linglong's heart is open, intimate and interpretive.
Willing to help him without hesitation.
Yu Yinxue thought to himself—
Some are simple and easy to deceive.
He still looked down upon him in his heart, but he sincerely thanked him on his face, "Thank you, Your Highness Ninth Prince."
Rong Ting slowly raised his eyes and glanced at him, then smiled slightly, "You don't have to thank me."
Yu Yinxue turned and left.
Unaware that the gentle smile on the boy's face was more like the hook of a poisonous scorpion.
There is coldness hidden in the depths of the eyes, just like the tip of the scorpion's tail, quenched with poison.
…
Yan Nanxun went out to buy books, but he wasn't in the academy, so he couldn't find them until afternoon, Jiang Rao came back to the study with his head bowed, and when he saw someone talking to Rong Ting, he stopped and waited.
It wasn't until Yu Yinxue left that she came to Rong Ting's side and wrote a few words on his palm, "Who is that person just now?"
It was the first time she had seen him chatting with someone for so long.
Quite strange.
Rong Ting looked down at her writing.
His sight gradually sank.
When he raised his eyes, his expression seemed a little hesitant, and he hesitated to speak.
Seeing his state of mind, Jiang Rao had some bad guesses in his heart.
"What's wrong?"
Rong Ting still hesitated to speak.
Jiang Rao frowned—
But don't say that he was bullied by the scholar just now but dared not speak up.
Rong Ting hesitated, "I..."
It seems that there is something unspeakable.
Jiang Rao's heart sank.
You won't be guessed by her, will you
Rong Ting drooped his eyes, and his long eyelashes drooped slightly, "If I tell you, I'm afraid you will think that I'm the kind of villain who criticizes others."
Jiang Rao shook his head decisively.
how could be
Just because of his kindness that he gave her all the meat left in the bowl, she believed him.
But there was a bit of worry in her eyes that couldn't be hidden, for fear that it was really like what she had guessed.
Then his life in the academy was too difficult.
Rong Ting's thin lips hooked secretly, the arc was so small that it was hard to be noticed.
The deep voice is still hesitant, innocent.
"My senior brother is not a very good person."
"Opportunistic and prodigal."