In her mind, she smiled when she was talking with the dead man in Tsing Yi just now.

There is a roar in the ear.

Didn't he say he wouldn't lie to him...

Rong Ting's eyes were dark and unclear, his slender fingers were tense, white marks appeared at the joints, and the bottom of his fingers was slightly cool.

When he was young, Rong Ting once picked up a cat from the gutter.

The cat was bullied by its companions and almost drowned in the ditch. When Rong Ting picked it up, it was dirty, thin, weak and pitiful, as if it only had half its life left.

Just like him back then.

Rong Ting rescued it and kept it, even if he was hungry, he had to feed the cat first.

He was starving, but he was happy.

Because in such a desolate bedroom, there was finally a living creature willing to accompany him, but the cat was hooked away by the maid in the Queen's Palace with a smelly fish.

When he was found, it was as if he didn't recognize him. He had never seen him, the old owner who had saved his life, and there was only fishy flesh in his eyes.

When he wanted to forcibly hold it back, he scratched his face with scars.

Those tricks that made him feel warm by wagging their tails were used on the new owner.

...

Cats became pets in the Queen's Palace, begging for food with their tails wagging behind the maids.

His last bit of trust in the world was finally eroded away.

There is no need to sympathize with the weak, and there is no need to trust others.

...

After so long, he was once again learning to trust a person.

Rong Ting's face was pale, and there was still a scene in her mind where she had a good conversation with the dead man who was loyal to the queen.

Can't go away for a long time.

He laughed at himself and covered his eyes.

He really couldn't bear the slightest betrayal.

I can't stand the ulterior motives behind the show.

It's just that in mind, the days since met her have passed by like a fleeting sight.

The eyes became darker and darker.

He lowered his head and looked at his five fingers.

He used these hands to kill the cat.

But when the cat took its last breath, the weak scream and twitching, if the vague and unreal picture that appeared on her body flashed in his mind, Rong Ting's hand suddenly trembled.

unwilling.

He loosened his taut fingers, put them on the wheelchair, and turned.

it does not matter.

All the secret conversations between her and the dead man were taken as if he didn't see it.

Because it's her, it doesn't matter if you have ulterior motives.

He wouldn't give her the chance to kill him.

But he wants her to be with him

to this result.

...

"Why did the little girl take people to the east of the city?"

"Say it is... punish evil and promote good."

The courier who had been cooperating with Jiang Rao just now said to the colleague who asked the question: "But, looking at the figure of the man in Tsing Yi, he seems to be skilled, and then look at his fierce and reckless appearance, maybe there is a murder case on his back. I don't know why the little girl is running through the muddy water."

Rong Ting originally wanted to push the wheelchair away by himself, but when he heard the conversation between the two, he was speechless.

His brows were completely loosened, and he felt like he was thinking wildly just now, it was like a joke.

only

If she wants to plot against the dead man, she will be in danger!

Rong Ting frowned, turned around, and said coldly, "Where did she go?"

The courier raised his head, but was startled by the suffocating aura on the young man in front of him that did not match his delicate face, "East of the city."

...

Jiang Raodian held the piece of silver in her hand and walked briskly, leading the man in Tsing Yi all the way to the east of the city.

In front of the abandoned house, she stopped, "Here it is."

The man in Tsing Yi glanced at her suspiciously.

The house in front of me was low and dilapidated, with moss growing in the corners, dark and damp, and it didn't look like someone lived here at all.

There is no one in the vicinity.

He was suspicious, and an impatient expression appeared on Jiang Rao's face, "Is something wrong? If there is something, I won't tell you if I don't give you money."

Carry out the financial charm design to the end.

The doubts in the eyes of the man in Tsing Yi disappeared a little. The more money fanatic she was, the more credible it seemed that the Ninth Prince lived here.

The Queen Mother asked him to check the people who secretly helped the ninth prince, but just by looking at the dilapidated and leaky appearance of this house...

If someone was helping him, how could he be reduced to living in such a place?

The man in Tsing Yi was full of doubts, and gave Jiang Rao a few pieces of silver, "Do you know which one of the people who live here is close to?"

"Who dares to get too close to him? I heard that the one who served as his personal attendant was caught in the capital." Jiang Rao blinked, "What does the official change want to know?"

Seeing that she couldn't ask anything from her, the man in Tsing Yi waved his hand, "You can go."

He leaned closer to the door and bent over to look.

Jiang Rao walked lightly, her feet on the ground barely making a sound, she quietly went behind the man in Tsing Yi, and pushed him into the house.

The man in Tsing Yi flashed his vigilance, making Jiang Rao flinch.

Jiang Rao frowned and shouted quickly, "Jiang Ping!"

Jiang Ping got out of the grass with a whistle, and with a whistle, the people who were ambushed in the house poured out one after another.

Tsing Yi people are outnumbered and quilted

He got on the sack and beat him violently, and was tied up with hemp rope.

Jiang Rao was still in shock when she thought about the flutter just now.

She thought that the man in Tsing Yi had kung fu, but she didn't expect that the kung fu was so strong that it looked like he had eyes on his back.

There are enough helpers in ambush here.

She looked down at the man in Tsing Yi who was struggling and rolling on the ground and was scolding, and discussed with him, "If you are willing to tell me who your master is, and follow me to the government to report your master's abuse of her concubine, I will let him go. you."

The man in Tsing Yi, who had been swearing all the time, closed his mouth at this moment and remained silent.

Jiang Rao looked a little angry.

"The master you are loyal to oppresses the concubine, does not put human life in his eyes, and is as cruel as snakes and scorpions. Your loyalty to such people is foolish loyalty."

She tried to slap first and then give Zao'er a tactic, and then softly asked, "What else do you have to be caught in the hands of your master, Jinling, I have a way, I can help you."

The man in Tsing Yi groaned in his heart, how did she know that he was from Jinling?

Being watched by nearly ten burly men, he was outnumbered, and he knew that there was no hope of escaping if he cut the rope.

But he suddenly turned around, something burst out between his fingers, and a cold light flashed.

A silver hook rushed towards Jiang Rao's throat, silently.

But there was the sound of cold iron colliding.

The silver hook was hit by a stone, and the direction was skewed, hitting a tree trunk.

The sparrows on the branches fluttered their wings and startled away, and under the tree not far away, there were fallen leaves on the shoulders of the boy in the wheelchair.

As he walked, the speckled shadows of the trees swayed between his narrow eyelids and the bridge of his tall nose.

Ink hair is high, and his eyes are like pools.

When he glanced at the silver hook that had been carved into the tree trunk.

He narrowed his eyes.

It was a hidden weapon that almost killed her.

The anger in his heart did not stop, his eyes were red, and the strength of his fingers almost crushed the stone in his hand.

If it's too late...

The man in Tsing Yi on the ground suddenly pursed his lips and squeezed his jaw.

The literacy of the dead man, if he fails to complete the task, he will commit suicide.

Rong Ting's eyes were filled with icy coldness, and with a flick of his finger, a stone came out of his hand.

Just heard a scream.

The man in Tsing Yi was like a fish that was thrown into the pot while it was alive. His jaw was dislocated and could no longer be closed.

The body twitched on the ground, shaking violently as if it had passed electricity.

The whole process, but in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Rao didn't even know that she had walked a round before the gate of hell, but she heard the birds on the branches suddenly flying, and the man in Tsing Yi rolled and screamed on the ground for some reason.

She turned around and saw Rong Ting under the tree.

stunned for a while.

"Why are you here?"

She subconsciously concealed the scene behind her.

Afraid that he did not know the cause and effect, and misunderstood her bullying.

She explained it out of nowhere, saying to him, "It's not what you think it is."

In Rong Ting's eyes, there was no doubt or suspicion.

Although don't know where she heard about the dead man.

But in front of her, his obsession that he had to know everything about the other party before he dared to trust him was gone.

She can have her secrets.

He gave a faint "um", his voice sounded hoarse, "I believe you."

Just looking down at the man in Tsing Yi, his eyes were stained with blood again, "Give this man to me, and I will try it myself."

...

Jiang Rao originally planned that if the man in Tsing Yi finally softened his attitude and could be used by her, then she would be able to give him a way out after helping her.

If he keeps biting his loyalty to his master and doesn't let go, then she will lock him up and send someone to watch.

If he doesn't let go for a day, he won't let him out for a day, lest he go back to Jinling to report.

But interrupted by Rong Ting's questioning, Jiang Rao frowned and thought, "Have you already recognized who he is?"

She was a little strange, she only knew it in a dream, how did Rong Ting know?

Rong Ting glanced at the man in Tsing Yi who was still twitching on the ground, with cold disgust in his long eyes, "It's a dead man."

The assassins who killed him in Qiuhun committed suicide one by one before they were caught.

At that time, Rong Ting had a guess in his heart that it was a dead man raised by the Queen's family.

Seeing this person today made him even more convinced of the guess in his heart.

He pointed to the very inconspicuous silver snake on the edge of the dead man's shirt and showed it to Jiang Rao, "Those who have this on them are all dead men."

The dead men often don't need any signs. They often look and wear ordinary clothes, and they have the ability to hide in the crowd and not be discovered.

But the dead men raised by the queen are probably not just one or two. They may have already become an organization. There are too many members and they are not familiar enough with each other. Recognize each other at a glance.

If you want to completely overthrow the queen and the Xu family, you have to exterminate these dead men.

The expression on Rong Ting's face was indifferent, his expression remained the same, his pupils were still as clean and penetrating as colored glaze, but a cruel bloodthirsty ** had already risen in his heart.

His eyes swept across her

neck.

The slender neck is white and fragile, like the quivering and weak stem of a lotus leaf, which seems to be broken when it is broken.

If the hidden weapon had pierced the throat just now, he would have watched her disappear completely from the world.

Rong Ting's hand trembled unexpectedly, and needles gleamed in his eyes, "In the future, if you see someone with this pattern on their clothes again, how far can you hide?"

Dead man?

Unbelievable, Jiang Rao glanced at the man in Tsing Yi who fell to the ground and twitched.

The Dazhao law prohibits the people of Dazhao from cultivating dead men.

There are only a few lords and nobles who are ignorant of the king's law and so powerful that they regard the law as nothing, and do not follow this order, secretly cultivating the dead.

If you are caught, you will be beheaded!

Rong Ting saw that she didn't have the self-consciousness that she just walked beside the gate of hell, and turned to look at the queen's dead man with a new expression...

He frowned and reminded, "You stay away."

The man in Tsing Yi had broken his jaw, and the pain was piercing his lungs.

"again?"

Rong Ting nodded, raised his chin and motioned her to look at the trunk of the tree next to her, "Just now, he wanted to use this hidden weapon to kill you."

Jiang Rao broke out in a cold sweat at this time.

It turned out that when she didn't know it, she almost died.

She recalled hearing the sound of pebbles colliding and birds fluttering in the wind just now, she suddenly had a keen intuition, and looked at Rong Ting, "Did you save me?"

"no."

"The hidden weapon was shot crookedly by himself."

Rong Ting lowered his eyes and spoke in a light voice, "He knocked on his chin."

And he, with his arms relaxed, was weakly placed on both sides of the wheelchair.

His drooping eyes were extremely innocent.

Jiang Rao looked at the man in Tsing Yi who was wriggling on the ground like a green worm at the moment, and she didn't know whether to believe him or not.

But after thinking about it again, his methods in the dream were even more terrifying.

Thinking about it like this, it seems that his words are believable.

After all, if he shoots, it should be more cruel.

But now he looks sick and weak, and seems to be a little scared because of the tragic state of the man in Tsing Yi, and he can't bear to look directly with his eyes lowered.

Jiang Rao's sporadic disbelief soon dissipated. She nodded towards Rong Ting, looked at the man in Tsing Yi, and wanted to kick him, "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself."

She glanced at the man in Tsing Yi again, took the pattern of the silver snake in her heart, and was a little curious, "How did you recognize this pattern?"

She had never seen the dead man, but

After reading a lot of scriptures, I heard that those dead soldiers were thrown into the crowd and completely unrecognizable. Only in this way can the murder be invisible, and after the incident, the merit and fame can be hidden.

Rong Ting said, "I saw it once."

On the day of the autumn hunting, the people sent by the queen had this pattern on their bodies.

"Have you only met once?"

"Well, I met a few people."

"So smart."

Jiang Rao sighed sincerely.

He has only met once, and after meeting a few people, he can find the common signs on them, and he can always remember them, which is really smart.

Rong Ting's eyes were calm.

...

The first time Rong Ting was called smart was when he was six years old, after he entered the school in the palace.

It was the first time that Taishi had taught such a smart student, and he was overjoyed. In front of the queen, he praised Rong Ting as the smartest among the little princes.

The queen smiled proudly in front of the Grand Master, her tone was gentle and decent, and the six-year-old Rong Ting thanked the Grand Master.

Rong Ting's voice was still a little milky at that time, but he was much calmer than his peers, "Thank you Taishi."

As soon as he returned to the Splendid Palace, Empress Jiahe immediately punished Rong Ting Yang for two days on the grounds that he did not know how to be humble.

Whenever his back is slightly bent, he is beaten with thorns until he straightens his back.

The injury on his back made Rong Ting lie down for half a month, and when he arrived at the school, he was left with his homework.

Rong Ting went to tell others that the queen beat him, but everyone around him thought that Jia and the queen were decent, gentle and generous, and they all felt that Rong Ting was lying.

The queen's gentle and decent mask has been worn for a long time, and she is used to bribing people's hearts. Almost everyone takes her gentleness as true.

Later, the Taishi resigned from office and changed his hometown. The new Taishi changed people, the queen often helped Rong Ting to report sick leave, Rong Ting rarely went to the school to study, and the new Taishi never saw him a few times.

There was no one in the palace who said that Rong Ting was smart.

...

Jiang Rao sent Rong Ting back to the west of the city.

Rong Ting's eyes kept falling on the shadows of the two people under his feet.

The emotion in his eyes that was so deep that he couldn't dissolve it could almost condense into reality.

He used to think that he was like this, with bad legs, no one to save and no pity, sinking in the endless darkness, never getting out of his head, and no one shed a tear for him when he died. In this world, there are so many living beings, he is always alone, living and dead are no different.

But this long night, but instead asked him to wait for the light.

Only when he saw her life was hanging by a thread, he realized that there are people in this world that he wants to protect.

...

Rong Ting

After being sent back to the west of the city, Jiang Rao returned to the mansion.

From a distance, she could see her father and her mother guarding the door.

Especially her father, just like a stone of hope, looking forward to seeing her back, he immediately greeted her and asked, "Where have you been today? You came back so late."

Jiang Rao was a person in the mansion who told Jiang Ping to go to the house without telling her parents and mother. She was the only direct daughter in the family and had the right to assign servants in the family, but she didn't tell her parents, for fear that they would stop her.

Especially when almost lost life this time, let alone. Said that her father had to go out of the city without authorization like the last time, and she would be angry.

She glanced at her father cautiously, "I came back from the west of the city."

"It's just that she went to the west of the city again, but you don't!" Fourth Master Jiang turned to look at his wife, indignant, "I just said that every year now my mind is on that kid in the west of the city, and I just kissed her last night. Long talk, today she went to the west of the city again. Huh! Huh! What I said is becoming more and more useless!"

The old father sighed twice, and suddenly ran to Jiang Rao's side, pulling her to look left and right, "Are you okay?"

A doubt appeared on Jiang Rao's face.

Jiang Siye said: "I had a nightmare last night. Although I can't remember the content of the dream, it seems that I dreamed of you. I'm really worried, what happened every year today?"

Jiang Rao suddenly felt guilty, "No."

Because of a guilty conscience, it should be soon.

"Daddy has nightmares, will something bad happen?" Jiang Rao asked curiously.

Did her ability to predict the future in her dream come from her father?

Jiang Qin said, "don't pay attention to your father, he just likes to think."

"What nonsense?" Fourth Master Jiang began to resist, "I'm teaching my daughter to behave. She is a girl, so she has to be a little reserved. She can't always run to other people all day, stay at home and wait for others to come to her. right."

It was because he was too indulgent and taught his daughter to be unrestrained, and he failed to become the kind of lady who embroidered at home all day.

"Father!" Jiang Rao listened to the meaning of her father's words, as if she had misunderstood that she already belonged, "Don't always talk like I want to get married, I never thought about my own. marriage."

Fourth Master Jiang snorted coldly, "Then you run west of the city every day."

Jiang Rao explained helplessly, "I just watched him live alone, with no family or servants to take care of him. He has a serious injury on his leg. It's so pitiful, I just want to accompany him more."

Jiang Qinshi also said: "My daughter is kind-hearted, and I have pity on that child. What's wrong?"

"only

pity him? "The anger in Jiang Siye's heart has calmed down a little bit," he said, "There is an old father, when he is getting old, his daughter runs out every day, and it is very pitiful not to accompany him. "

Jiang Rao: "..."

In the past few days, her father's temper has been one after another, and she has also figured out a way.

He stepped forward and hugged his arm to please, "Dad, do you want to paint today, my daughter will grind it for you."

Fourth Master Jiang was satisfied, "It's not so pitiful anymore."

...

Night has come.

West of the city.

Although Jiang Rao sent people, Rong Ting sent them away to the back of the house.

A servant asked Jiang Ping, "The girl asked us to be responsible for the safety of the young master, but he said no, what should I do if something happened?"

Jiang Ping said: "I see that the young master is pale and sickly, but he is tall and straight, and he doesn't have the rotten and decadent look of ordinary patients."

At most, his face was a little gloomy, and it was unbelievably beautiful.

"Maybe he can handle it himself." Jiang Ping said, "We'll be guarding outside, and if we hear something wrong, we'll rush in. We won't let him have an accident, and we'll be able to deal with the girl."

In the room, a charcoal fire was burning in the furnace, the firewood was strong, and two shadows were cast on the white wall.

A figure hangs high above the beam.

It was the dead man in Tsing Yi.

Another figure separated him from both ends of the room.

Rong Ting sat beside the fire.

The flames shone brightly on his face.

A dagger was held in his hand, and he slowly wiped the blood on it.

The two arms of the dead man were tied and hung on the beam, the blood penetrated the cloth, and the red blood beads dripped down, but the chin was dislocated, and he did not take it back. Don't make a sound.

The back of the dagger gradually became clean and bright, Rong Ting played with it twice, his beautiful but cold-blooded eyes were reflected on the ice-cold blade, he turned around, looked at the dead man, and said, "A few questions to you, I'd like to answer them. , then nodded, unwilling to..."

He raised his eyebrows, "I hurt your chin this morning, and I just picked your hand tendon. You can't survive, and you can't even die. If you don't want to answer, I'll have to use it as a means of torture."

His face was half-smiling, his tone of voice was threatening, but because of his beautiful face and clean pupils, he looked like a wicked boy who was born stubborn and did all kinds of evil. Evil in soul, innocent in appearance.

"Answer?" Rong Ting threw the first question.

The dead man cried out a few times.

He now wants to die.

I want to die happily, and don't want to be tortured again.

Rong Ting saw that his head didn't point, he just shouted "woo woo" and narrowed his eyes unhappily, "You want her life, I will definitely kill yours."

"If you want to die, don't be in a hurry." His fingertips rubbed against the icy blade of the dagger, handed it forward, put it on the dead man's cheek, and patted it, "When I ask what I want to know, I will give it to myself. your way."

It made him die so painfully that he was billed for hurting her with a hidden weapon.

...

We all have weaknesses, and we all have moments of weak willpower.

Can it be judged to see who is more ruthless.

Four days later, in the morning

Rong Ting walked out of the house for the first time in four days.

He had a faint smell of blood all over him, and he held a letter in his hand, with the fingerprints of the dead soldier on it.

Send it to the post station and send it to Jinling.

Since the queen wanted to find out who was helping him.

Then he, the person who really accepts the gift, will tell her.

...

Ji Momo hurriedly entered the Splendid Palace.

She had just inquired about the news that the fourth master of the Jiang family was now in Yecheng!

They waited in the capital for many days, but they couldn't wait for the news that the dead man sent to Yecheng brought back, and they didn't know what was going on in Yecheng. With this news, Ji Momo was in a hurry, and she hurried back to tell the Empress.

Maybe it was the Fourth Master Jiang who secretly helped the Ninth Prince and hindered them.

Ji Momo was in a hurry. After stepping into the Jinxiu Palace, she saw the empress's face sinking like water, and she was holding a letter in her hand.

Ji Momo said: "Niangniang!"

With a sound, the Queen Mother recovered from the shock. She turned her head and saw Ji Mammy coming, but instead of handing the letter to Ji Mama without defense as usual, she rounded up the letter and quickly placed it on the aside.

Looking at Ji Momo's eyes, there was also a doubt that had never been seen before.

Ji Momo is the oldest servant by the Queen's side, and she is also the most trusted person by the Queen's Empress. But now, the Queen is thinking about the contents of the letter, and her eyes are wary for no reason.

The letter said that the one who secretly helped Rong Ting was none other than the one she trusted the most!

If it was just an ordinary letter, the Empress would definitely not believe it.

But at the end of the letter, there was a drawing of her Xu family's dead man, replaced by the bloody palm print pressed by the dead man sent out, and the scars were in exactly the same position.

The letter said that there was another heavy snowfall in Yecheng, and the dead man could not rush back, so he had to send a letter back first, reminding her to beware of the people around her.

The Queen's concubine was suspicious of Ji Momo for no reason, and said in a cold voice, "Why are you so anxious?"

Ji Momo happily said: "The old slave just went to find out something."

"Let's talk."

"Fourth Master Jiang of Ning'an's House, do you remember?"

Empress Jiahe frowned, "The one who has been wandering around and never returned to Beijing?"

"Exactly." Ji Momo whispered, "The old slave heard that he is currently in Yecheng."

Queen Jiahe's expression changed slightly.

Ji Momo smiled, "The old slave thinks that he is helping the Ninth Prince."

Empress Jiahe didn't know whether to believe it or not.

If it wasn't for the letter just now, she would have believed it immediately.

But after reading the letter just now, she couldn't help but think more about it. The fourth master of Ning'an's house, heard that he is a lazy cloud and wild crane, who is not interested in power at all. Instead, he likes to live a stable life and does not want to cause trouble. Otherwise, he would not have wandered outside Jinling because he was afraid that the burden of Ning Anbo's house would fall on him.

This kind of temperament doesn't look like it will be mixed into other people's affairs.

Seeing Jiahe and Queen frowning, Ji Momo asked, "Is Niangniang worried, Jiang Siye will be difficult to deal with?"

Deep wrinkles narrowed at the corners of her eyes, and the light in her eyes gathered sullenness, "Don't worry about that, although Jiang Xingzhou has a lot of wealth, he has been away from Jinling for so many years, and he has no connections or power. Kill it by mistake, don't let it go."

Queen Jiahe was even more uncomfortable when she heard the words.

After reading the letter, she listened to Mama Ji's words with a thorn in her heart, but she only felt that she was too arbitrary.

Just knowing that Jiang Xingzhou is in Yecheng, how can you say that he is the one who tripped them up?

If it is mistaken, Emperor Zhaowu likes Jiang Xingzhou's calligraphy and painting so much, she offends Jiang Xingzhou, or offends the emperor!

Empress Jiahe has gradually believed what the letter said!

Mama Ji may have really betrayed her!

She tightened her lips, sipped into a smile, looked at Ji Mammy, and pretended to listen to her words, "Mammy has worked hard."

Although she smiled, her eyes turned coldly on Ji Momo, "These days, big and small things have been taken care of by Momo. It's really hard, what does Momo want?"

When Ji Momo heard the words, there was a hint of joy on her face, "The old slave and nephew will take the imperial examination in a few days, but he is a bit of a jerk and refuses to study hard. But there is a child in his class, and his literary talent is very... "

At this point, Empress Jiahe understood the meaning of her words, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became cold, "This year's scientific examination, the emperor attaches great importance to it, if you want to secretly change the papers, I am afraid it will not be so easy."

This is refusal.

Ji Momo's happy smile froze on her face.

She hurriedly said: "The old slave doesn't ask for much. It's enough to ask my grandson to get a scholar."

The Queen Mother shook her head slightly.

Now that she is suspicious of Ji Momo, she doesn't want to give her the sweetness that she needs to take a little risk to give.

She even wanted to get rid of Ji Momo.

But Ji Momo has been with her for too long, she knows too many things about her, and helps her to contact too many people.

The Empress said, "Mammy is considerate to this palace, it is really difficult to realize this matter. After a while, you will go to the steward's place and wear a golden twig and bright green hairpin, and give it to your future daughter-in-law.

Ji Momo couldn't hold a smile on her face.

She clearly heard that in the last scientific expedition, the Queen Mother helped a first-rank official's child and other people to change the papers.

The queen clearly saw that she was just a slave, so she refused to help.

In a letter, not only did Queen Jia and Queen have different opinions, but Ji Momo also had a lot of dissatisfaction with Queen Jia and Queen.

The two masters and servants are only between, and there is a complete estrangement.

After Ji Momo left, Empress Jiahe immediately took out the letter from Yecheng and wrote quickly.

This time, she did not let Ji Momo, but another palace maid come over and let the palace maid send the letter.

...

Rong Ting read the reply.

The corners of his lips curled into a slight smile.

Fish, hooked.

The Queen Mother hoped that her dead man could find out who the officials in Yecheng who should have been with her, but colluded with Li Ma.

He kept the letter properly and kept it as evidence in the confrontation in the future, and wrote a reply letter on a piece of paper that had already pressed the bloody handprint of the dead soldier.

After writing the letter, Rong Ting opened the door.

Opened the window and let in the wind for two days. Today, the smell of blood in the house has faded, and it can hardly be smelled.

Rong Ting thought for a while, and he could invite Jiang Rao to come here today.

He hadn't seen her for days.

Just thinking of her, there was a touch of tenderness in his eyes that he hadn't even noticed.

The servants of the Jiang family outside the house were sent back by him.

As for the cause of the dead man's death, Rong Ting told Jiang Rao that he didn't watch it and let him find an opportunity to commit suicide.

The dead man would have committed suicide if he didn't complete the problem entrusted by the master. Jiang Rao didn't think about it at all, so he believed his words.

even change

Breathed a sigh of relief.

She always felt that letting the dead man and Rong Ting be in the same room, a sick man and a well-trained dead man, with a disparity in strength, was too dangerous for the weak Rong Ting.

Since the dead man has committed suicide, she doesn't need to worry anymore.

...

Before inviting Jiang Rao, Rong Ting went to Miao Shi Pavilion again.

He gradually came to know her tastes - he likes sweets, but he prefers the sweet with a little other flavor, sour or spicy, just sweet, she will feel tired.

The boss of Miao Shi Pavilion has already recognized Rong Ting, a frequent visitor, "Here you come again?"

Compared with the confusion when he first entered the store, looking at the plums and dim sum in the cabinet was like looking at enemies, Rong Ting now recognized everything in the store.

After buying the snacks, the owner of Miao Shi Ge asked him, "Young Master, your complexion looks much better, but the injury on your leg is getting better?"

Rong Ting's expression moved slightly, and he said vaguely, "It will take some time."

In the morning, he was able to stand up and walk without supporting anything. Although the furthest was only two steps away, it was much better than before.

But these, there is no need to tell insignificant people.

A seemingly weak body is the best cover for ambition.

Rong Ting left Miao Shi Pavilion and went to the medical workshop.

Let the old doctor see to what extent his leg injury has recovered.

After arriving at the hospital, the old doctor beat Rong Ting's legs with a mallet. After a while, he sighed, "Doctor Ren really is a genius doctor."

"I haven't been able to think of this prescription in my entire life." He glanced at Rong Ting, "However, you have suffered too."

The prescription given by the genius doctor could cure the leg injury, but the medicines he gave would bring about other symptoms, causing people to have a splitting headache at night, and the pain was unbearable.

But this little boy's face never showed the slightest suffering.

He looks beautiful, but his temperament is tough.

"No wonder that little girl likes you so much."

Rong Ting raised his eyelids slightly, "Huh?"

"It's the little girl who put lanterns with you on the Suzaku Bridge."

Rong Ting lowered his eyes, but said, "Mr. misunderstood."

The old doctor shook his head and said, "She has been asking me about your news a long time ago. If you were there, you would have known. As soon as I heard that your leg was seriously injured, her eyes were wet, and the next second It's like weeping."

Rong Ting breathed a microscreen.

Seeing that he seemed to be in disbelief, the old doctor said with a "tsk", "Young people today, why are they so timid?"

"if you

If you don't believe what I say, I'm here to teach you a way, you can just stare at the girl you like, stare a little longer, if the girl blushes and hides shyly, instead of slapping you, calling you a hooligan, or something like that, Eighty percent of the time. "

Rong Ting didn't answer for a long time, and he didn't know if he listened.

until half an hour later

Rong Ting slowly raised his head, "Thank you, old doctor."

The old doctor said generously, "You don't have to thank me."

He couldn't help but recall the past.

When he tried this method back then...

The old doctor touched his wrinkled cheeks.

Who replaced the year when there was no suave

There's nothing to brag about.

Just thinking about it makes my face hurt a bit.

...

Rong Ting left the hospital.

The street was full of people, as if something big had happened.

People are running to the city gate.

Rong Ting frowned and heard someone shouting on the street

"Unblocked! Unblocked!"

"Yecheng has been unblocked!" The old butler of the Jiang family hurriedly ran into the fourth master Jiang's study.

Fourth Master Jiang raised his eyes from the desk, a little surprised in his heart.

I can finally take the years away!

He finally didn't have to be angry anymore because of that stinky boy in the west of the city.