Wang Zhou's pockets are full once a month. For the past year, at this time every month, his eyes are full of smiles that he can't hide.

But today Rong Ting's eyes really gouged out his unhappiness, made him feel a little uneasy, and there was more resentment on his face.

As he walked to the downtown area of ​​the city, he thought that when he got back, he would have to test it to see if Rong Ting already knew that he had stolen his money.

If Rong Ting already knew

There was a hint of ruthlessness in Wang Zhou's eyes, if that's the case, just kill him.

Anyway, he saw that Rong Ting was just dragging his two waste legs and lingering on to live.

Being half-dead is almost the same as being dead.

Wang Zhou was fascinated by his thoughts, but without noticing, he bumped the shoulder of the person walking opposite him.

The right shoulder was knocked back heavily, Wang Zhou staggered and stopped his steps, yelling, "How do you see the road!"

The one who bumped into him was a small man wearing a black cone hat, bowed his head, and apologized repeatedly.

Wang Zhou pushed him away impatiently, "Unfortunate thing, I'm in a good mood today, I won't care about you so ignorant, let's go!"

Black Cone Hat hurriedly left, and when he reached the corner, he stopped and smiled.

He took off the cone hat, took out a purse from his arms, and handed it to the person in front of him, "Girl, what you want."

Jiang Rao took it and opened the pouch, revealing the silver inside.

Wuzhuo hat was originally an orphan, begging on the street to become a thief, and stole it from Jiang Rao's family when he was eight years old. After being caught, little Jiang Rao interceded, and the fourth master took him into Jiang's mansion, seeing that he was diligent, He was given a job in the house and named Jiang Ping.

Because of his childhood experience in the streets, he is much more alert and nimble than ordinary servants.

He smiled and said, "According to the girl's instructions, I have replaced the silver with stones."

Jiang Rao counted the silver in the purse.

It happened to be sixteen taels, and looked at the bottom of the silver ingot basin. The silver number was from the bank in Jinling.

She said why the young man, the son of a noble family in Jinling, was so ill that he could not be cured, and he could not even burn a charcoal fire in the house. Ninety percent of his money fell into the hands of his entourage!

When he thought that all the money he had spent on treating illnesses and buying medicines had been stolen by the evil slave Wang Zhou over the past year, which caused the injuries on his two legs to be serious enough to be a medical doctor, Jiang Rao's face became sullen. Thin angry red.

Jiang Ping asked her, "Girl,

Are you going to sue him? "

Jiang Rao shook his head.

In her opinion, Wang Zhou's actions were blatant.

The man in her dream was clearly a man with a nasty temperament. He didn't have the opportunity to sue the official, but he did not. There is something she doesn't know about this matter, so she can't be in a hurry.

Jiang Rao tightened the purse and said to Jiang Ping, "I will find a way to return the money to the original owner. On Wang Zhou's side, you continue to follow."

Jiang Ping responded immediately, changed his outfit, and continued to follow behind Wang Zhou, leisurely and grinning, waiting to see his joke about using stones as silver flowers.

...

With a sudden windfall, Wang Zhou naturally wants to eat well, dress well, and play well.

Before night fell and the casino was at its busiest, Wang Zhouxian turned into the most stylish restaurant here, and swaggered into the best private room.

A year ago, the restaurant owner was surprised when he saw Wang Zhou coming here for the first time. Now that a year has passed, Wang Zhou has become a frequent visitor here. What do you want to use?"

"Fried pigeons, dried scallops with hydrangea, bird's nest in mushroom soup, honey ham and Hongfu dumplings, and a jar of excellent Lanling wine."

These are the most famous dishes in the restaurant that Wang Zhou ordered. They are not cheap, and they cost a lot. The restaurant owner made a little calculation in his heart, and his face immediately brightened.

The generous restaurant owner smiled and said, "I'll send you a pigeon egg, simmered over a small fire, but it's fresh and tender."

A delicious meal made Wang Zhou quickly put the matter of killing Rong Ting behind him. When he was full of wine and food, he reached out to the purse hanging on his waist, frowning suspiciously. The purse felt a bit wrong.

It's just that he was drunk, so he didn't think much about it.

When Xiao Er came to collect the money, he took a piece from the bag and threw it into Xiao Er's arms.

At an inconspicuous table in the other corner, Jiang Ping immediately smiled.

Xiao Er looked at the stone in his hand, blinked his eyes, confirmed it again and again, looked up and said, "Guest officer, what do you mean by giving me a stone?"

Wang Zhou was a little impatient, "What is a stone that is not a stone, this is silver, not enough to find it from here."

He threw the whole purse over, and Xiao Er was smashed and fell to the ground. With a bang, the purse rolled from him, and all the stones in it rolled to the ground.

The shop assistant's expression changed immediately.

The movement here disturbed the owner of the restaurant.

The second shopkeeper saw him and immediately shouted: "Boss, this is

Liars use stones as money to deceive people to eat our family's meals without paying for it"

The generous restaurant owner listened to his words and realized what happened here, and suddenly he was not generous.

This kind of free food has only one fate for him

"Pull this shameless thing out of me and beat"

...

City West Cottage.

The firewood in the stove was about to burn out, so Rong Ting turned his attention to the pile of firewood in the courtyard.

Since the last time fell ill and fainted, people have brought bundles of firewood outside the door every day.

He could guess who sent it.

It's just that he never used the firewood.

Even if it is not easy for Rong Ting to go out to collect firewood, he is not willing to rely too much on others.

He took the burlap pocket that Wang Zhou left behind.

The medicine in the bag can't be used, it can only be used as firewood.

Rong Ting put the dead branches in the fire one by one, and when his fingers reached the bottom of the bag, he suddenly touched a cool and greasy patch.

Under the bag is a small blue snake that is hibernating.

Rong Ting lowered his eyes and looked at it for a while, his fingers wrapped around it, pressing the position of seven inches to exert force, and the little snake died in his hand instantly.

As if dealing with the dead branches of life, he threw the corpse of the little snake that had just died into the fire, quietly watching it devoured by the flames.

Bright flames flickered in his dark eyes, and the flames hissed.

After burning the little snake, Rong Ting stood up against the wall.

Those medicines have little effect on treatment.

But for Rong Ting, as long as his legs could use a bit of strength, he could endure the pain and stand up.

Even if both legs are shaking when standing up, each step takes the time and effort of an ordinary person to take ten steps.

He held onto what he could touch and went out to pick up wood for the fire.

When he got outside, he heard footsteps in the distance.

Rong Ting hid.

Jiang Rao and Ming Shao walked one after the other, walking deeply and shallowly in the snow.

Ming Shao followed Jiang Rao, "How do you plan to exchange the money for that young master later?"

Jiang Rao thought for a while, but a look of embarrassment appeared on her face, "If I give it to him directly, if he becomes curious, how did I know, and what should I say?"

"Didn't you say that Jiang Ping was guarding here and heard it from the corner of the wall?"

Jiang Rao shook his head.

"I can't say it directly. If he mistakenly thinks that the guards were sent by me to monitor him, he will misunderstand me even more."

With the sensitivity and suspiciousness of the teenager's character, she felt that she was likely to be misunderstood.

"Aunt

What if Mother told him directly that Jiang Ping was staying here to protect him? "

Jiang Rao's mouth twitched, "I'm afraid he won't believe it."

There are ten ** will not believe it.

In her dreams, before and after she became his slave, he would not believe what she said.

Even if he wanted to go out to buy something, he would think she wanted to escape.

And the more she guarantees that she won't run, the more he needs to see her by his side all the time to be at ease.

Thinking of those dark days, Jiang Rao's heart couldn't help trembling, "Think of another way and send it to him."

Ming Shaohuan felt that it was a pity, and muttered softly, "The girl did good things for him and didn't let him know. The servants always feel that this is the girl's loss."

Jiang Rao hooked her fingers to her ears, pretending that she couldn't hear.

Seeing that she had made up her mind, Ming Shao stopped persuading her and tried to suggest, "Knock on the door, put the money down, and when he comes out, shall we leave?"

Jiang Rao glanced at the lock hanging on the door, "He seems to have gone out."

"This..." Ming Shao couldn't think of any way.

Jiang Rao looked at the short outer wall of the hut, lifted her skirt and jumped, and looked at the gap between her stature and the height of the outer wall.

Ming Shao was frightened by her actions, and Ming Shao grabbed her sleeve, "Girl, you are a lady, and climbing a wall is a disgraceful thing to do."

Hearing this, Jiang Rao turned her eyes back.

The black and beautiful eyes turned and swept around Ming Shao and the wall, measuring the difference between Ming Shao's size and the height of the outer wall.

"..." Ming Shao was so frightened that her face was as pale as frost, and she trembled, "Miss... slaves, slaves are afraid of heights."

Jiang Rao sighed softly, "It's to make me lose my appearance."

"I put on my cape and hat. It's a remote location, and few people pass by. I just climbed on the wall and threw a money bag in it, so no one would recognize it. Besides, even if I was recognized, it would be fine. Relationship, we won't stay here for long, no one knows what my name is, and it's not harmful to my reputation."

Jiang Rao stepped on the stone, and her two slender arms clambered on the top of the wall. Although it was a little difficult, fortunately, the wall was not high, so she could see the yard by tiptoeing hard.

Seeing the high piles of firewood piled up in the yard, she pouted with some dissatisfaction, "Don't he burn firewood? Why didn't he move any of the firewood I brought."

Ming Shao, who was protecting her from the bottom, saw her standing on such a high stone, looking at her leisurely, she couldn't help but feel dizzy and her heart was broken, she shouted: "Miss, be careful, throw it away quickly. Done, come down quickly."

Jiang Rao nodded, and threw the purse in her hand to an open and conspicuous place in the courtyard.

The silver ingots in the money bag collided with each other, and when they fell to the ground, they made a few crisp sounds.

In the middle of the courtyard.

Jiang Rao clapped her hands in satisfaction, but heard Ming Shao urgently shout from behind, "Don't let go, girl!"

But it was too late.

Jiang Rao's hand had left the wall, and her body fell backwards.

During the short fall, Jiang Rao was thinking about how many more pieces he would wear today.

A few muffled sounds.

Jiang Rao pouted snowflakes out of her mouth, slowly lifted her face from the snow, and rubbed her eyes to look at Ming Shao.

Fang Caiming Shao hugged her body and rolled in the snow with her. The rock she was standing on wasn't too high, so it didn't hurt.

It's a bit embarrassing to knock a mouthful of snowflakes.

But Mingshao's voice came from above her head, "Are you all right, girl? Where did you fall?"

Then the person under her body is...

Jiang Rao's eyelashes flickered instantly, and her eyes slowly looked inch by inch, from top to top - chest, Adam's apple, chin, eyebrows...

It is Rong Ting.

Her body was lying on his chest in all directions, the two of them formed a "cross", and their hearts were close to each other. They seemed to be able to hear each other's heartbeats across each other's chests .

Heartbeats are intertwined, and it seems that it is impossible to tell who is who.