Jiang Rao thought to herself, it was her uncle's matter that made her afraid of the well rope after being bitten by a snake for ten years, and her suspicions and worries increased.
There was a light cloud in her almond eyes, and she didn't look depressed, but compared to the usual smile on her face, she was unhappy. After reading the letter, she couldn't help laughing when she recalled those dreams that almost became her heart disease. At this moment, the knot in his heart seemed to be untied, the shadows dissipated, and the eyes softened, looking soft and agile.
The sound of the wind was blowing a narrow gourd vine under the corner of the wall in the yard, swirling and blowing up the leaves on the ground. After a while, the wind stopped, and the leaves sank again.
Listening to these noises, Jiang Rao glanced slightly at the foot of the wall, where the light was gloomy and wet moss grew.
The lighting in this house is really bad, and the location is remote.
Jiang Rao knew that Wuyi Lane was the best area in Jinling City, and it was surrounded by noble families and nobles with hairpin tassels. Her father took a fancy to a piece of land there, but he heard that it was closed by Xu Guozhang early on. Maybe it will be built as the residence of the Seventeenth Prince's branch.
Regardless of how magnificent the house can be built in the future, the location alone is much better than that in the west of the city.
It really is a place where the weak are preyed upon by the strong, especially in the imperial palace. When she went to visit her aunt in the palace, she often saw her aunt asking the maids to send some food and supplies to other palaces to help the concubines there.
Most of those concubines don't show their mother's family, and they are not favored by Emperor Zhaowu, so it is not easy to live in the palace.
And a prince who has no mother and whose biological mother died early, how can he be better than those concubines who live in misery
His mansion is built in the west of the city. If he wants to recruit some talented people to be his guests in the future, those people will see his mansion as deserted, and they don't know his future abilities like her. Anyone who looks at him will feel that he is The future is worrying, and 80% of them will be scared away.
Jiang Rao thought long-term, and then looked at the deserted courtyard, and felt that this was very inappropriate.
She kept this matter in her heart, straightened the cone hat in her hand, and wanted to put it on and leave here, and go out to make a fuss, but before she put the cone hat back on her head, she saw the young man pale and bloodless face.
He still looked a little frightened, with the indelible deep thought in his eyes—
Still scared
The young man watched her put on her cone hat again and wanted to leave, and lowered her eyes in displeasure, but her appearance looked pitiful, "Your aunt's residence is too close to me, I'm alone..."
He frowned slightly, and did not say the word "scared" directly, but his eyes and movements all told others that he was a little scared.
Jiang Rao pointed to Huai Qing, "Isn't Huai Qing still here?"
Huai Qing was shocked for a moment, and before Rong Ting could look at him, he immediately said: "Miss Si, there are still many things to be done in this house, so the slave will leave first."
After a moment, no one was there.
As soon as Jiang Rao raised her eyes, she met Rong Ting's gaze looking at her, "Will you stay with me... just for a while."
His eyes are very painful and mournful, looking at you is like poking your heart.
Facing this kind of beauty who looks like a celestial being with weak willows and strong winds, let alone asking her to stay with him for a while, even asking her to pick stars for him, she wants to agree.
Besides, he was really sick.
Jiang Rao nodded immediately after he finished speaking.
He just stayed and was a little idle. He wanted to help him decoct some medicine, but he had already taken the medicine today, and wanted to help him tidy up the things in the house. He pulled her sleeve again, as if to let her She didn't feel at ease when she left him for half a step, as if she just stayed with him and it was good enough.
At this moment, Huai Qing hurried over and reported: "Your Highness Ninth, Your Highness Seventeen is asking to see you."
Rong Ting's eyes instantly turned cold, "No visitor."
Huai Qing wiped the sweat from his brow, "The gatekeeper told him that you were sick and didn't see any visitors, but he insisted on barging in."
At this time, the footsteps of several people came from outside the courtyard.
Huai Qing said anxiously: "The Seventeenth Prince is here."
Surrounded by guards, the seventeenth prince walked through the corridor, looking around while walking in.
Seeing that every courtyard in this house was as cold, damp and lifeless as his mother said, the corner of his mouth suddenly curled into a satisfied smile.
Except that it is a bit bigger, it is a decent house, not much better than the Shouhuai Palace in the imperial city.
Originally on the hunting ground, he felt extremely displeased when he heard his father promised to let Rong Ting's sub-mansion go out of the palace, but now seeing how simple the house is, he felt it was appropriate.
Jiang Rao listened to the approaching footsteps, and her palms were sweating coldly.
Although she ran out in men's clothes today, she didn't have any makeup on her face. When she was sitting in the carriage, she could cover her face with a cone hat and fool passers-by on the road. If she was bumped into by the Seventeenth Prince, she might not be able to fool her .
During those days when she was in the academy as Jiang Youfu, she bumped into him several times. At that time, he would always look at her more because she was by Rong Ting's side. If he saw him today, he would see something. Maybe she couldn't hide her identity as Jiang Youfu.
Jiang Rao panicked for a moment.
Rong Ting frowned and looked at her frightened look, and said in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid."
"Hide in my study."
His voice is calm and inexplicably reassuring.
The moment Jiang Rao hid in the study, the Seventeenth Prince happened to step into this small, square courtyard.
Jiang Rao took a deep breath with some fear, and held his breath.
Huai Qing, who was going to stop him from breaking in, was instead stopped by his guards, as if he was the master of the house, the Seventeenth Prince looked arrogant.
"Ninth brother."
Holding a black cat in his arms, he cast a sideways look, and smiled hypocritically, "Brother Nine moved to a new house, and I couldn't congratulate him, so I'm here to make up for it today."
He was born four to five points similar to Jiahe Empress, and he looked at Rong Ting with arrogance and disdain.
Jiang Rao was far away and couldn't hear what the Seventeenth Prince was saying.
She squatted quietly under the window sill, shrinking her body to hide. There were several stacks of books piled up on the desk in front of her, and she curled up a little, having been read by the master countless times.
Beside the table, the candles in the candlesticks were completely burnt, and they must have been burned for a long time during the night.
There was a small box abruptly placed under the table, Jiang Rao almost tripped her foot when she came in just now, I don't know what was in it.
But Rong Ting didn't look at the Seventeenth Prince at all, as if he didn't see this person in his eyes.
The Seventeenth Prince was a little annoyed.
The queen mother compares him with Rong Ting every day, so that he can't lose to this bitch of a court girl no matter what. He has always regarded him as a thorn in his side.
Young and old are superior and inferior, and they are born in an orderly manner. He is a few years older than him, but he is not noble. His biological mother was just an extremely humble slave, and he was born to live under others.
It's just because of his flirtatious mother who won the favor of his father for a while, that made him a prince on equal footing with him, it's really hateful.
It's just that after years of infiltration, the Seventeenth Prince's style is somewhat similar to that of Empress Jiahe. Even if he is angry in his heart, he will not show it.
Knowing that Rong Ting hates living things, he leisurely followed the back of the kitten in his arms, looked at Rong Ting's cold and pale face, and slightly moved his eyebrows, "Brother Jiu is really sick?"
Just now when someone stopped him, he thought it was just Rong Ting's way of pretending to be sick because he didn't want to see him.
But he could smell the strong smell of medicine on his body, which was different from the faint smell of medicine before, maybe he was really sick.
The Seventeenth Prince pretended to be caring and said: "The scattered doctors in the city are not as good as the imperial doctors in the palace. Brother Jiu wants to go back to the palace to see a doctor?"
The feng shui of this house, my grandfather just looked for a magic stick, and there was a lot of evil spirits, living here would definitely encounter disasters.
It was accurate.
He contracted an illness as soon as he moved in, and he didn't know what kind of misfortune he would have in the future.
The Seventeenth Prince raised the corner of his mouth, feeling happy in his heart.
In a few days it will be the final final exam in the academy, it is best for him to get sick and miss that exam.
Jiang Rao peeked out once or twice secretly, trying to figure out what the seventeenth prince was talking about from the mouth patterns of his speech.
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But it was too far away, and she could only see the seventeenth prince talking non-stop, but she couldn't hear what he said.
The Seventeenth Prince saw that he was not doing well, and felt a little refreshed.
Especially today, for some reason, no matter what he said, he didn't respond at all.
Mingming was bullied by him when he was a child, and he always grabbed his neck and beat him, as if trying to kill him, and no one else could pull him away. This time he came to see him with a broken leg, so he brought seven or eight guards with him in fear.
It seems that he is really sick.
He laughed and deliberately said ironic words, "Since brother Jiu is doing well, I feel relieved."
Jiang Rao waited for the seventeenth prince to leave, and the footsteps were far away, before she got out of the study, squatted under the window in the study and hid her head and tail for a long time, until her knees were weak.
She looked in the direction where the seventeenth prince was leaving, feeling that nothing good happened, and walked back to Rong Ting, "What did he say to you just now?"
Rong Ting's gaze is slightly cold.
It's just mad dogs barking.
But he pursed his lips, lowered his head, and didn't say a word.
Huaiqing was stopped by the guards for a long time, and now he was finally free. He rubbed his arm that was pinched purple, and complained to Jiang Rao angrily, "Fourth Miss, Your Seventeenth Highness has always been like this, Ninth Highness What happened here, he, Jia and the Queen all want to know. If they see that His Highness Jiu is not doing well, they will be satisfied."
Just now when the Seventeenth Prince left, his back was full of complacency, that means he came to make fun of Rong Ting's bad life
Not just once.
Jiang Rao frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.
This time she happened to meet her, but what happened before
Jiang Rao asked, Huai Qing said: "Before this house, the empress almost arranged eyeliner. Fortunately, Changxing and Wu Que were clever and found out early."
"Eyeliner?" Jiang Rao was stunned for a moment.
Rong Ting couldn't see her frowning expression, so he said softly, "Changxing and Wu Que will watch outside, they won't fulfill the Queen's wish, let her arrange the eyeliner easily."
Chang Xing and Wu Que were the servants that Jiang Rao arranged for Rong Ting when he returned to the palace, and they had martial arts background.
No wonder he was afraid. Changxing and Wu Que were guarding outside. There was not even a skilled servant in this huge mansion. Today, the Seventeenth Prince broke in with only seven or eight guards. In the future, if someone I don't know how easy it is to harm him.
Jiang Rao felt more and more that Rong Ting lacked everything here, and the structure of this house would not be changed for a while, but people and things were missing, so he could still think of a way.