The low and laughing voice made Jiang Rao startled, making him seem unrestrained. She took a closer look at him again, and saw that his brows and eyes were bent down, his pupils were as holy and clean as a sparkling lake under the starry sky, and the needles that were exposed in his eyes just now seemed to be her misjudgment.
He sighed softly, "You have to think about it."
He really didn't want to use the methods he used against Yu Yinxue on her. But in Jinling, there were rumors about Jiang Siye intending to make Pei Songyu his son-in-law. There were many people talking about it, and the people's guesses gradually changed from possible to certain.
—Master Pei, Yujie Songzhen, the fourth girl is even more beautiful than her mother back then, a talented man and a beautiful woman, what a good marriage.
—Who said no, on the day of Mrs. Pei's wedding, I don't know what kind of grand occasion it was.
He is going crazy.
He was afraid that she would be sad, so he tried his best to control himself not to use those villain's tricks on her. But she was always the one who pampered him every step of the way and gave him the opportunity to trap her with those shady and despicable methods. She presented those opportunities to him like a hungry hyena who smelled good meat after good meat.
Rong Ting clenched his fingers tightly.
Asking Huaiqing to deliver the medicine was just to let her know that he was injured, but her reaction was to give him the medicine, her eyes were clean and clean.
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Why are you not wary at all
He gave her enough time to think clearly, and he also gave himself enough time to calm down.
Jiang Rao lowered her head, slowly twisted the small medicine box made of sapphire in her hand, unscrewed the cover, and the cool jade material slowly penetrated into her skin.
The wind under the eaves blew even louder, shaking the palace lanterns wildly, and it was unknown whether it was Huaiqing or Wu Que who had already lit the palace lanterns.
The violently shaking bright lamp was on, and the light blended into the twilight. The whole yard was brightened instantly, and the boundary between light and shadow became more clear.
The soft light fell on Jiang Rao's body, making her face look extraordinarily quiet and gentle. She sat there thinking for a while, "It's okay."
Everyone has something to care about, whether they love power or profit, or they care about face or fame. The things she dreamed made her see clearly what she wanted most. Fame is such an insignificant thing. She didn't do anything unruly in her dreams. Unable to save her family, when the torrent of fate swept across, she was dragged into hell before she even had time to resist.
"You continue to treat me like the little mute in the academy, isn't that all right?"
Jiang Rao spoke easily, but Rong Ting still hesitated to speak, staring at her with glazed eyes, as if she could speak, as if she was trying to persuade her.
She looks like a shameless hooligan...
Jiang Rao: "..."
She simply didn't want to lose face, stood up and held his shoulders, the gangster tore off his collar and began to search for wounds to apply medicine to him.
In summer, the clothes are light and thin, and they can be opened as soon as they are pulled.
This was the first time that Jiang Rao saw his naked back outside of the dream world, in a brightly lit place.
When he was wearing the clothes, he looked weak, but after taking off the clothes, he looked like a warrior, with broad shoulders covered by thin and thin muscles. Even with his head bowed, he looked like a sleeping beast.
However, none of the exposed places were intact, and there were scars everywhere, including whip marks, knife marks, and bruises.
When the seventeenth prince's guards called for help and pulled the seventeenth prince away calmly from under Rong Ting's hands, the red-eyed Rong Ting didn't recognize anyone, and several guards stepped forward together, some pulled the wheelchair back and some pulled him back arm before tearing him apart.
How hard it was for him to be pulled away back then was how many bruises he had left on his shoulders.
Jiang Rao's breathing paused.
It's a pity that she doesn't understand medical principles, so she looked at his body in vain, and couldn't see how his body is recovering now.
Other than him, the only man's body she had ever seen was the Jiu Ye in her dream.
Jiuye's body looks much weaker than his, and there are more scars on his body.
The man who was indifferent and violent to others was also extremely cruel to himself. He often scratched himself with a dagger, and blood was reflected in his cold pupils, but he did not show any emotion or expression.
Jiang Rao felt a little depressed, she washed her hands, took the medicine out of the medicine box, and spread it on the bruise on his back little by little, with very light movements.
After her hand touched his skin, his back tensed instantly, and the ups and downs of his shoulders changed.
Her eyes slid down silently, and she saw his right hand fisted on the side of his body, landing on the armrest of the wheelchair.
Does it hurt like this
Then if he said in the future that he didn't hurt or that he was fine, she wouldn't believe it.
The ointment was cold, but his body was a little hot.
Rong Ting looked forbearing, but what he endured was not pain.
"Okay." Jiang Rao withdrew her hand.
"Next time you meet the Seventeenth Prince, stop arguing with him."
Empress Jiahe and the Xu family's influence in Beijing should not be underestimated, and it would be of no advantage to confront them face to face.
This time, he was punished to be the supervisor of Yunling, who was less than a hundred miles away from the capital. What about next time
Jiang Rao washed her hands, called Huaiqing to come in and pour water, and was about to find a handkerchief to wipe off her fingers when her wet left hand was grabbed by a dry hand.
With lowered eyes, Rong Ting carefully wiped off the drops of water on her hands bit by bit.
He is so good.
Was the tone of her words a little too harsh
"I'm not saying what you did was wrong." Jiang Rao explained, "It's the wrong time."
"When you are stronger than them, I will not stop you from fighting any way you want. If you fight an eye, you have to find your own time."
Hearing Jiang Rao's order, Huai Qing came in from the outside, picked up the used water basin and was walking out, but when he heard Jiang Rao's words, his footsteps stopped, and the water basin in his hand almost fell over.
The fourth girl looks like the kind of girl who has no evil intentions at all and will not step on ants when she sees them.
It turned out to be this kind of tit for tat when someone else made a mistake against her
It surprised me that.
…
The wind blew all day, and not long after that, it began to rain.
The rain at the end of August still came quickly and fiercely.
Jiang Rao had already returned to the mansion before the hour. She originally wanted to go to the study room, but was trapped by the sudden rain in a remote corner of the corridor in the backyard. Rain, her eyes were full of sorrow that was thicker than the sky.
"If she hadn't gone to the Ninth Prince's Mansion, the girl wouldn't be trapped here."
"Spoken nonsense again."
Jiang Rao knew that Ming Shao didn't want her to go to Rong Ting again, so she glanced at her and saw Ming Shao standing on the edge of the steps, very close to the rain curtain. Always rain.
Jiang Rao refused to enter, Ming Shao was angry and anxious, stomped her feet, and refused to come, "I will protect the girl from the rain."
"I can't get wet."
Ming Shao insisted on standing in front of Jiang Rao, "If the girl is sick, she will inevitably be infected by the slaves. The girl hides well, and Yu'er will go back to the courtyard to get the umbrella. She should be back soon."
As soon as the words fell, the rain suddenly became heavier again. It was pouring down just now, but now it is pouring.
Ming Shao looked at Jiang Rao begging for mercy, "Girl, do you have to go to the study tonight?"
Jiang Rao wanted to nod at first, but when she saw Ming Shao was protecting her from the rain, she hesitated.
But before Rong Ting set off for Yunling, she wanted to find a map of the landforms of Yunling Mountain and send him off. If she didn't have it in her study, she would go to the bookstore in the city to have a look.
It was only three days before he set off, and this kind of map might not be easy to find, and if it took a day, he might not be able to find it.
In addition to looking for Tuzhi, she also wanted to find someone to go to Chen Bing's place to take care of Rongting.
If you don't go to the study room tonight, it will be too late.
Ming Shao saw Jiang Rao's embarrassment and just wanted to sigh.
The girl should obviously focus on treating His Highness the Ninth Prince on the person who will become her husband in the future.
"Girl, I'd better go back, rest early, and don't go to the study." Ming Shao said sincerely, "Even if you find what you want, fourth master may not really be what you want, let you take it Send it to His Highness the Ninth Prince."
A man in brocade boots and black clothes walked in the rain, holding a black umbrella, and approached the corridor step by step with steady steps.
When he walked in front of Jiang Rao, he stood still, with the umbrella tilted back to block the heavy rain behind him, "Are you back?"
The servant next to Jiang Siye was still holding a few new umbrellas in his arms, which were brought for Jiang Rao, and he handed them over to Ming Shao.
Fourth Master Jiang kept a straight face, with one hand behind his back.
Looking at Fourth Master Jiang's solemn expression, Jiang Rao felt guilty for some reason.
Why did her daddy look so angry
It was raining so much, and I even came to find it myself.
It's over, it's time to be trained.
"En." She shrank her head, nodded weakly, and lowered her head to wait for the training, but she didn't wait for the training, but waited until two yellowed old books stretched out and entered her sight.
The words on the cover of the book are, Yunling Tuzhi
"Take it."
Fourth Master Jiang reached out to Jiang Rao with his hand behind his back. He grabbed the two books all the way, causing creases on the title pages and a few drops of rain splashed on the book cover. He withdrew his hand again and took the Flicking away a few drops of rain, he said again with a cold voice, "Take it."
His brows were tightly furrowed all the time, standing in the misty rain, his face was extraordinarily cold.
Jiang Rao took the two books and quickly understood what was going on.
"Dad..."
"Stop." Jiang Siye frowned, not wanting to hear some flattering words from her at this moment, "I just don't want to see you thinking about that kid all day long."
"When you went to find him, I went to see Mr. Chen from the Ministry of Industry. I took care of everything you would worry about. He went to Yunling. He just needs to be locked in the room and figure out how to repair the plank road. It’s good to come up with an idea, you don’t need to go out, there is no wind, no rain, and when you send this book to him, you are not allowed to ask me about him again.”
Jiang Rao: "..."
Why does her father know everything she wants to do
She held the two pictures with her fingers, moved in her heart, walked around in front of Fourth Master Jiang, smiled with her face up, and said all that was interrupted by Fourth Master Jiang just now. good."
Fourth Master Jiang was a little annoyed that she hadn't listened to him this year, and he couldn't do anything to her, so he tapped her forehead, but he didn't want to use any force, and raised it just as his fingertips touched her forehead.
"Don't go looking for him, you hear me?"
Once he went back to the mansion to ask Pei Songyu, she turned a blind eye, but ran to the west of the city very attentively.
It's hard to control the child when he grows up.
His sigh was caught in the sound of the rain, making it even deeper.
"I..." Jiang Rao rubbed her head. She was very pampered in front of her father. She obviously didn't hurt from being hit on her forehead, but she still pouted her mouth and looked coquettish. I went to find him, but can I send him off?"