The martial arts field is empty and the wind is loud. It is indeed colder than in the academy.
Jiang Rao subconsciously wanted to give him the outer shirt.
But in order to pretend to be a little fat man, she tied several layers of cloth around her waist, and if she lacked a piece of clothing, her identity as a girl might be revealed.
Jiang Rao was a little embarrassed for a while.
He heard Rong Ting say again, "Hands are cold."
Jiang Rao's hand was held by him, so he naturally knew that his hand was cold.
The uninterrupted medicated bath made Rong Ting's body temperature slightly colder than that of ordinary people.
From the fingertips, there was a kind of coolness with a smell of medicine, which was transmitted to the bottom of Jiang Rao's skin through the tight skin.
She knelt down, hugged his left hand tightly with her two small hands, covered it to warm it for a while, and then went to warm his right hand.
After a while, she felt that her hands were not so hot, and it seemed that the temperature had passed into his hands, so she raised her eyes and looked into his eyes.
"Is it still cold?"
Clear eyes filled with concern.
Rong Ting's reaction was to grab her hand first, and hold on, "Yeah."
His voice was low and weak, as if he hadn't woken up.
Rong Ting's figure sitting in the wheelchair leaned back slightly, as if he had lost all his strength. Although he was tall, he was very weak by his face and expression, and even the speed of his long eyelashes was a bit slow when he flapped them.
It was not surprising that such an expression fell into Jiang Rao's eyes. Just now in the martial arts arena, all the onlookers just wanted to see who would win and who would win, but she was the only one who was afraid that something would happen to his weak body, so she was sweating from the beginning to the end.
Fortunately, he was just tired and not injured.
Jiang Rao let him hold his hand for warmth. As Jiang Youfu, you don't have to think about whether a man and a woman will kiss or not, but it's quite strange to hold hands like this.
After a while, she wanted to take her hand away again.
But Rong Ting intensified, and intertwined with her five fingers, "It's still cold."
He almost knew what Jiang Rao was embarrassing at a glance, took her hand and put it on the armrest of the wheelchair. She was wearing a man's shirt with extra wide sleeves, covering both of their hands under the fabric.
Others looked over, only Jiang Rao was helping him with the wheelchair.
No one knew, under the sleeves, they secretly held hands.
In Rong Ting's heart there is both secret joy and subtle dissatisfaction.
Every time I can touch her.
He will feel both satisfied and not enough.
The more he thought about it, the more unbearable gloom appeared in his pupils.
This kind of day can only be secretly.
How long can he bear it
…
After returning to the house, Shen Xiuying was so angry that she fell to her desk and cried.
How many men in the previous life said she was beautiful, but before going to the shooting range today, she spent two or three hours grooming carefully, why should he call her ugly
The way Rong Ting looked at her seemed to have taken root in her mind, and it lingered for a long time.
Cold, disgusted, and disdainful, as if she was such a dirty thing.
In his previous life, he was the emperor, so he looked at her with such sarcasm, that's all.
But now he is just a cripple, and she is the daughter of a high-ranking official, how could he have the confidence to look at her like this!
Shen Xiuying suddenly wiped away the tears on her face.
She couldn't stop thinking about the scene she saw on the shooting range.
Rong Ting asked the small, ordinary-looking scholar, who seemed to be his younger brother, to follow him.
There was no displeasure in his sight.
He has become different from his previous life.
Not only was he able to allow that little maidservant to be by his side, but he was also able to tolerate other people.
Then the ending that he will become the emperor in the end, won't it... change
Shen Xiuying was a little flustered, but also a little inexplicably excited.
She thought of all the things she had changed since she was reborn.
His vision suddenly brightened, and he clenched his fists.
She worked so hard to get the chance to be reborn, maybe she can change more things.
She doesn't want to please him anymore, she wants to make him an emperor.
The disregard and humiliation he imposed on her in this life.
And the sword that pierced her throat in the previous life.
She will pay back twice as much.
…
In Jinxiu Palace, a court lady presented a letter of greeting to Empress Jiahe. Empress Jiahe glanced at it indifferently, seeing that it was a letter from the second girl of Shen Que's family begging to see her, twisted up the letter, glanced at it twice, and threw it aside , "No, there is no need to reply."
Shen Que has no contact with her family, and she doesn't know why his daughter suddenly wants to see her.
Empress Jiahe thought for a while, then suddenly called back her court lady, "It's better to write back a letter, just say that this palace is in poor health, and it's inconvenient to see her."
But Empress Jiahe was in a good mood today, so she suddenly changed her mind.
The lady-in-waiting replied "here" and wrote back.
At this time, a palace official came back and presented the results of the Seventeenth Prince's two subjects of riding and archery to Empress Jiahe, "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness's two subjects are both first-class."
Empress Jiahe smiled with satisfaction, and asked, "Is there anything interesting about the hunting ground?"
The palace man shook his head.
Empress Jiahe knew that Rong Ting was not as ugly as she expected.
But when she thought of the scene where Rong Ting was on the hunting ground today, watching other scholars shoot arrows and ride horses, but he could only sit in a wheelchair, unable to move his legs, she couldn't help but raised the corners of her lips and smiled stand up.
At this time, the palace maid suddenly heard that Emperor Zhaowu was coming, and Empress Jia and Empress hurriedly stood up to greet him.
Emperor Zhaowu kept his happy mood from the hunting ground all the way back to the palace. He told about the competition on the hunting ground to Empress Jiahe, and then said: "I have agreed to Xiao Jiu's request and let him go out of the palace. palace."
Seeing that Empress Jiahe was shocked and wanted to stop him, he said: "I have sent an order to the Ministry of Industry to choose a site for Xiaojiu to build a mansion. The imperial order has been issued, so don't say anything to stop me."
Shengsheng blocked everything that Jia and the queen wanted to say.
Even when Emperor Zhaowu said "Xiao Jiu has become a talent early, you should be happy", she smiled cooperatively, even if she gritted her teeth in her heart, she still had to look happy.
…
A month later, the mansion was renovated and completed, and it was located in the west of the city.
Empress Jiahe couldn't stand Rongting's mansion being located in the most prosperous place in Jinling no matter what, so she tried her best, and finally got the people from the Ministry of Industry to choose Rongting's mansion in the remote west of the city.
But it fell right into Rong Ting's arms.
On the day of moving, the academy gave him a three-day vacation.
night.
At three o'clock, the night is dark and the dew is heavy.
Huaiqing had been busy all day inside and out, before going to bed, she took a last look outside Rong Ting's house, saw that the window lattice was not closed, and went forward to close it.
Before closing the window, he took a lantern and glanced into the room.
The wheelchair is separated by the wall. Looking at the bed again, the bed curtain is tightly covered, and Rong Ting seems to have fallen asleep.
Huai Qing felt strange, he had been serving Rong Ting for so long, it was rare for him to go to bed earlier than his servants.
Huai Qing closed the window, turned and left the courtyard.
Little did he know that there was no one on the bed.
…
A black figure was almost completely hidden in the night, sitting on an eaves for an unknown period of time.
In the room below, Mrs. Liu was talking with her personal servant girl.
Liu Shi was driven to this house in the west of the city, several months passed in a blink of an eye, her face was visibly haggard, as if she was really sick.
Mrs. Liu couldn't leave the house for half a step, so she could only rely on the information she heard from her maids to find out some things about Uncle Ning'an's mansion.
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She is especially concerned about the movements of the fourth bedroom, and she is very careful about the lessons she inquires from the personal servant girl.
The maid said: "Just after the old lady's birthday banquet, fourth master went to teach in Bailu Academy. It seems that he was a little angry with the uncle, and he hasn't come back for a long time."
"However, in recent days, it has gotten better, and I have given the uncle a lot of paintings to make it easier for the uncle to go out and make friends, and it has provided a lot of convenience for the uncle."
The close maid said: "Ma'am, according to this servant, the fourth master really has no interest in the title."
Liu Shi frowned and reprimanded: "You don't know what he's thinking!"
"But if the fourth master wants the uncle's house, he will definitely use the matter at the birthday banquet to make use of it. How can he help the uncle everywhere like this now. And not long after the birthday banquet, the fourth lady also handed over the gift in her hand to The old lady has gone to take care of it."
Liu's complexion changed slightly, and her heart felt a little loose.
When Jiang Xingzhou came back suddenly, she was caught off guard. Later, the incident with the grain store made her determined to eradicate Sifang.
"Do you really think that the fourth child is helping our family?"
The personal servant girl nodded heavily.
Liu's frown suddenly relaxed a little, "If he really takes his elder brother so seriously, maybe I can go back?"
Mrs. Liu became anxious with joy, "Grind for me quickly. I want to write a letter to the master and ask him to say more good things for me. Maybe one day the fourth son will listen to his elder brother's words. I don't have to wait until the master inherits the title. I can go back first."
She pondered Jiang Xingzhou's psychology, and suddenly snorted, "I was angry with the fourth child before, but now it seems that he is just stupid."
Thinking that his elder brother has been very jealous of him for a long time, and he is still pouring out his heart and soul for his elder brother, Liu Shi feels an inexplicable pleasure.
She smiled happily, picked up a pen and wrote on the paper, and after finishing writing, she suddenly asked bitterly: "That girl from the fourth family, how are you doing these few days?"
"The fourth girl heard that she was ill, so she was staying in her courtyard and rarely went out to meet people."
The servant girl said, "By the way, when the fourth master was traveling in Beijing, he took in a adopted son. This servant has never seen him before, but I heard that the fourth master was very kind to the adopted son and took him to study in Bailu Academy, old man Master heard about it, and asked Fourth Master to bring the adoptive son back to the mansion to have a look, but Fourth Master said that the adoptive son was born dumb and was afraid of others, so he didn't bring him back to Uncle Ning'an's residence."
"A adopted son?" Liu Shi felt more and more at this moment that Jiang Siye's heart might not really be in Cheng Bo's house, "A dumb person, what's the use of adopting him? The fourth child is really indiscriminately kind."
She curled her lips into a smile, "And that girl, she deserves what she deserves for being so ill."
The crimes she is suffering now are all caused by Jiang Rao, and Liu's eyes are full of jealousy, "I might as well die of illness, if it wasn't for her fate, she should have died a few years ago, how could she live to this day."
The maid who was close to her was about to say something in response, when she suddenly heard two clicks above her head, and two blue bricks fell down with a bang.
They hit Liu Shi's head one after another, and blood flowed profusely immediately.
The maidservant immediately screamed.
Liu's eyes were full of gold stars, and she was covering the wound on the top of her head, her hands were blood-red and warm, she trembled her hands, and asked sharply, "Who's there!"