I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

Chapter 79

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The lighting in the courtyard is not good, hang a dozen palace lanterns, and the lights are bright at night, so it won't be too deserted.

Find someone who can take care of the wet moss at the foot of the wall, replace it with some bonsai, or plant some other plants, which can make the yard look better and add a little vitality.

Just now she hastily hid in the study room, only after she came out did she realize that there was something missing there, adding a few paintings, the four walls would not be so empty.

But how to give these to him

Jiang Rao frowned, thought for a while, and soon stretched the brows, and had an idea.

"His Highness Ninth."

She raised her hand and stroked the beaded hairpin on her head with soft fingers. The tassels and the broken jade made a jingling sound, and asked softly, "Can you... make another hairpin for me?"

Let him make a hairpin for her, and she will have a reason to return the gift.

She has a soft voice and clear eyes. She is obviously wearing a simple and monotonous cross-neck men's clothing, but the irreconcilable contrast makes her face look more delicate and charming.

"No pattern, no too complicated style, simple, you can do it."

The little beauty who is delicate and soft but not self-willed, has soft brows and soft eyes, and a soft voice. She acts coquettishly and has an excellent sense of propriety.

Obviously there is no threatening tone, but if you really answer that sentence, gentleness is also a knife, and it can make people bow their heads invisibly.

It's like lighting a fire in people's hearts, making people's bones crisp.

The person who was born to set fire didn't know it. Seeing the eyes of the person in front of him suddenly darken, he thought that he didn't want to give it away. When he felt anxious, he really used all his energy to act like a baby in front of her father, pulling Pulling his sleeve, the voice was as soft as a cat yawning, "Brother Ting, I want it."

Rong Ting clenched his fists and pressed on the arm rest of the wheelchair, his jaw line was tense, he suppressed the evil fire in his heart, turned his face sideways and nodded.

Jiang Rao got what she wanted, she smiled brightly and raised the corners of her lips.

That night, the water in His Royal Highness's medicated bath changed from hot to cold.

Lower the fire.

When Jiang Rao stepped out of the mansion, it was already evening, and there were strands of light golden threads on the sky. She took a look around. Although the mansion was remote, it was quiet enough, the scenery was good, and there were not so many people coming and going. The city is so noisy and bustling, if the house is well repaired, living here is comfortable and suitable for recuperating.

When Rong Ting sent her out, he still coughed slightly when he spoke, "Will you come tomorrow?"

"Not coming tomorrow."

Jiang Rao's eyes dimmed instantly when she saw him, she bent her lips and smiled, "I'll come back after ten days to get the hairpin."

If she said he would come tomorrow, she was afraid that he would make hairpins for her if he was sick.

Ten days later should be just right, and she will have time to take care of what she wants to arrange.

"By then, your illness will recover."

Rong Ting nodded, "I'll wait for you."

"Yeah." Jiang Rao looked back and stepped into the carriage.

After she got into the carriage, Rong Ting's eyes were not warm, and he said indifferently to Huai Qing: "Go to the dungeon."

Huai Qing watched Rong Ting go in, and after a while she heard a shrill scream coming from inside, her face turned pale for a moment.

The eyeliner captured by Changxing and Wu Qiao that day was held in the dungeon.

Several times he thought that eyeliner was dead, but every time he could still hear Rong Ting asking him to bring water and food, not too much, just enough to survive, let that eyeliner live with a sigh of relief, until he would admit that he was On the day when Empress Jiahe sent him here, I am afraid that he would not be able to die if he wanted to die, and he would not live happily enough if he wanted to live.

Compared with the person the fourth girl said just now that her aunt had met, this method is obviously better than worse.

Huaiqing couldn't help looking forward to the arrival in ten days, and only when Jiang Rao was around would he feel that the master he was serving was a humane guy.

Ming Shao waited in the car all the time, when she saw Jiang Rao came back, she muttered: "Girl, you are back, I am worried about what happened to you."

Jiang Rao wears a cone hat when traveling, because she doesn't want people to recognize her. Originally, she didn't want to take Ming Shao with her, fearing that those who knew Ming Shao was her personal maid would recognize her when they saw Ming Shao.

But among the maids around her, Ming Shao has the strictest mouth and the most caring heart. Jiang Rao finally took her with him, but he didn't let her follow him closely.

Jiang Rao sat in the carriage, leaned against the wall of the carriage, and replied lazily, "Didn't I come out?"

She asked Ming Shao: "The seventeenth prince came here just now, have you heard anything?"

Ming Shao said: "The carriage was parked far away, the slaves didn't see anything, but not long after the end of time, they heard the neighing of the horses."

Since they stopped far away, the Seventeenth Prince probably didn't see their carriage, Jiang Rao was a little relieved, and ordered the driver to set off to the lantern workshop and flower shop in the city.

Ming Shao asked curiously, "Girl, what are you doing there?"

Jiang Rao lowered her eyes, "His Highness Ninth Highness gave me a new hairpin, I'll return it as a gift."

Ming Shao has been by Jiang Rao's side for too long, she knows all about Jiang Rao's temper, she leans on the window lattice, and glances at the Ninth Prince's mansion that is gradually going away, the steps are covered with fallen leaves, it looks a bit Desolately, she seemed to have guessed something, and raised her eyes to look at Jiang Rao.

Jiang Rao was sighing, and traced the cloud pattern on the carriage with her fingers, feeling a little annoyed, "I, a layman, can tell that everything in this house is wrong. If I didn't have the status to intervene, it must be repaired again."

Seeing that Ming Shao hesitated to speak, Jiang Rao slightly raised her eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

Ming Shao said quietly: "It's fine if you marry here, this house is up to you to repair, and you can build it into whatever you want."

Otherwise, the girl is so worried, it's really unreasonable not to be the head of the house.

Jiang Rao was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, raised his hand to scratch Ming Shao, "Okay, it's because I indulged you so much that you learned to make fun of me."

Ming Shao smiled and avoided, and the master and servant made a fuss.

When the trouble was enough, Jiang Rao panted slightly, her cheeks turned red.

She explained to Ming Shao seriously, and seemed to be speaking to herself, "Don't get me wrong, I'm helping him for the whole Ning'an House."

Ming Shao asked her in a low voice, "Has the girl never planned anything for her own marriage?"

Jiang Rao: "..."

She really didn't think about it.

Her personality is deviant, and she values reputation a little bit, and doesn't want to embarrass her family; but if it is said that she values reputation, she is not so disciplined.

If you marry into a family with strict etiquette, it's not her husband's family who will be short-lived by her anger, but she will have to cut a part of her life first.

Hurt self and others.

Furthermore, when the new emperor ascends the throne, it is not certain whether her family can escape the disaster of being exiled.

In the face of life and death, everything is trivial, including marriage.

She really didn't want to use her brain to think about it, the daily accounts in the three shops and the banquets were enough.

Seeing that she was not enlightened, Ming Shao didn't say anything more, but just reminded Jiang Rao, "Miss, you don't care, but Fourth Master does. He looks out for you everywhere."

Jiang Rao laughed, and said casually but firmly: "If I don't want to marry, my father will not force me."

The carriage drove forward, Jiang Rao leaned against the wall of the carriage and took a short nap.

She had a dream for a while.

It was already late at night in the dream, but there was the residual sound of gongs and drums.

On the windows, on the floor, on the beams in the room, everywhere within sight is festive and dazzling red.

The woman on the marriage bed is covered by a red hijab.

The woman's slender waist was folded, and her wedding dress was complicated and exquisite. The edge of the sleeves was embroidered with mandarin ducks and pomegranates with thin magenta thread. I don't know how many layers of thread were embroidered. They all look good.

This bride was also much bolder than any bride she had seen before.

Others might be nervously wringing the veil with their hands at this moment, but instead her head drooped, and she was about to fall asleep on such a big day.

This is even more unruly than her.

Jiang Rao eagerly wanted to see the bride's face.

No matter who it is, when going to a wedding banquet, isn't the bride the most wanted to see

Someone came in and raised his hand to catch the bride's lowered chin.

He whispered something in the bride's ear, his arrogance and nobility couldn't be concealed from his back, he was pinching the bride's earlobe, and his movements were inexplicably sloppy, but unfortunately, she couldn't hear what he whispered to the bride, just watched The bride woke up instantly.

The man's back was tall and straight, and he was dressed in a red wedding dress with wide sleeves and dark python gold threads, supported by his tall and tall figure, he was extremely majestic.

It's the groom officer.

After waking up the bride, he lifted her hijab with Yu Ruyi.

Jiang Rao saw the bride's face.

There were no other thoughts in my mind, and I was completely stunned.

"Girl, wake up, Tianshui Lane is here."

The carriage stopped outside Tianshui Lane of Huasi Wine Shop, Ming Shao shook Jiang Rao awake, but after Jiang Rao woke up, she had a sad face, "I'm having a nightmare."

Who would have thought that the person wearing the phoenix crown and Xiapei in the dream was actually her.

Ming Shao comforted her, "It's just a dream, girl, don't think too much about it."

Jiang Rao lowered her head and did not respond.

She also eagerly wanted to see if the bride looked good, but she saw her own face.

There is no one she wants to marry now.

Almost all the best young talents in Jinling are in Bailu Academy, and she almost recognizes them all. But no matter who they are, let alone married, she feels strange when she thinks of touching hands with them in the future.

The make-up on the wedding day was gorgeous, and she couldn't tell how old she was in her dream, and she couldn't see who she was marrying, so she felt very awkward.

She propped her cheeks and waited in the carriage.

Just now, she ordered Ming Shao to order bonsai and eaves lamps at Huasi and Dengfang, and asked the store to prepare them and send them directly to Rong Ting's mansion.

After waiting for Ming Shao to come back, she asked her sadly, "Before you said that my father was helping me find a marriage, but have you ever heard of his favorite candidates?"

Ming Shao shook her head when she heard her question.

She only heard some maids in the mansion chatting that fourth master was worrying about the girl's marriage. Those maids were all curious about who the future uncle would be, but no one knew. Ming Shao didn't know who Jiang Siye was most satisfied with.

"The servant girl will help you find out in the future."

Seeing that Jiang Rao was depressed, she comforted her, "The girl is lucky enough, Fourth Master is willing to listen to your opinion. The girls from other families in Jinling are not ordered by their parents. No one asked if they would like to be blindfolded." Hijab and get married."

Jiang Rao was naturally aware of this point in her heart, she always felt that her marriage was decided by her, but the dream just now did not dream about the antecedent.

Could it be that she nodded and agreed to the marriage

But she didn't see how happy and sweet she was when she took off the hijab.

Ming Shao said, "Girl, don't worry too much. Fourth Master's vision can't be wrong."

Jiang Rao's eyebrows were filled with unresolved sadness.

After Jiang Rao returned home, she changed into men's clothes. The more she thought about the dream, the more uneasy she felt. She carried a silk lantern and walked to Fourth Master Jiang's study.

At the corner of the pavilion, her steps stopped abruptly.

Pei Songyu, who came from the other side, also paused.

Fourth Master Jiang was sending Pei Songyu out of the house. Seeing Jiang Rao coming, he smiled and introduced to Pei Songyu, "Your cousin."

Pei Songyu smiled warmly, "I've seen it once."

Looking at Pei Songyu's figure, Jiang Rao didn't look like the man in her dream, so she let go of her vigilance a little bit, and saluted him generously.

Pei Songyu also nodded at her.

Fourth Master Jiang saw that they were far apart, and there seemed to be a distance of four or five people between them. He frowned and shook his head, and said to them: "Actually, you have met several times when you were young. I don't know if you still remember it. do not remember?"

Just as Pei Songyu was about to speak, Jiang Rao said first, "It's been so many years, I can't remember clearly."

Seeing that she couldn't remember what she said first, Pei Songyu didn't mention it any more. He turned his head and said to Fourth Master Jiang: "Excuse me, please send Fourth Master here, this junior will take his leave first."

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Jiang Rao waited for Pei Songyu's figure to disappear behind the moon gate, then turned around to see Fourth Master Jiang's gaze still in the direction where Pei Songyu disappeared, and her slender fingers nervously grabbed her father's sleeve, "Dad."

"It's said that the married daughter poured water."

She asked uneasily, "Dad doesn't mean he wants to splash me with this basin of water?"