I haven't been back to Jinling for many years, and when come back, Jiang Rao doesn't recognize a few people except for the ones who walked around frequently.

She looked behind her.

Neither Ming Shao nor the maid in her aunt's palace followed.

Behind him, the red palace wall is only a few dozen steps away from the corner, and there is no one on the road.

No one could find out who the girl with tears in her eyes was. Jiang Rao was not so ill-intentioned. When she didn't even know the other party's character and family background, she hurriedly chased after this girl and handed the handkerchief.

She cried like this, maybe she broke up with someone.

Jiang Rao just wanted to watch the play, and didn't want to get involved in the game.

She just glanced back at Shen Xiuying's back, and then retracted her gaze.

Not curious about who was making Shen Xiuying cry at the corner, she looked around to find the white cat.

The cat stepped on the narrow palace wall, as if it was the little master of this world, with its round head upturned and its plump tail raised, twisting step by step and walking forward.

Greeting the cold eyes of the young man under the wall, as if frightened, the white hair all over his body suddenly exploded.

He turned his head and threw himself into Jiang Rao's arms.

Rong Ting's gaze stopped on the cat for a moment, his gaze was slightly cold.

Huai Qing stared at the white cat that jumped behind the wall, "What a cute white cat."

Rong Ting said coldly, "There's nothing cute."

Tired eyes.

"Go ahead and talk about what you found out," he said.

Huaiqing gave an "oh", thought for a while, remembered what he was interrupted just now, and then said: "The Ninth Highness is looking for the Ning Anbo Mansion, the four-bedroom family."

"Jiang Fourth Master has a daughter, who will be married to her after two years. It's true that her name is Jiang Rao."

"When the servants went to inquire this morning, I heard that they just returned from Yecheng today."

Rong Ting's eyes were full of tiredness, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I know."

He steered the wheelchair and turned it around.

Huai Qing asked in a low voice, "Didn't the master want to find someone at the palace banquet?"

"No need."

He was too impatient.

She thought to herself that she might go back to Jinling or go to the palace banquet. Just think of the palace banquet, take a look.

But he also knew in his heart that even if she really wanted to go back to Jinling, counting the time, he would definitely rush ahead of her as he worked hard day and night.

He is now in Jinling, she may not be here.

Even if she comes back, her family has not been in Jinling for many years, so I am afraid she will not receive an invitation to the palace banquet. Today's palace banquet should be without her.

He just... just wanted to see her too much in his heart.

those are only

There is only one occasion where there may be her, knowing that she will not be there, but she can't help but take a look.

Turning around, the back in the wheelchair is lonely.

But his eyes are as sharp as a wolf in the night. When hunting for food, he is desperate.

Since she is in Jinling.

Sooner or later, he will come to him.

...

The chubby white cat rushed towards Jiang Rao's arms, didn't find a good position, and stomped on Jiang Rao's face.

Jiang Rao was a little caught off guard, her body took a small step back, and her tinnitus buzzed when she was hit.

The weighty little chubby cat slid into her arms at this moment, as if admitting a mistake, and meowing.

It took Jiang Rao a while to recover from the buzzing tinnitus.

On the other side of the corner, there seemed to be a voice talking, but when the cat jumped, she didn't hear anything.

For a while, my forehead hurts a bit.

There was another meow in his arms.

Jiang Rao didn't intend to care about this little animal at first. Hearing it meowing twice made it even more helpless. She tugged at its nose and said softly, "Don't run around next time, Pomegranate."

She hugged the cat and wrapped her fingers tightly around its fluffy tail to keep it from running away.

The heavy fat cat was in her arms, and Jiang Rao took it and walked back to Concubine Yun's palace.

After turning the corner, the figure that was facing Jiang Rao in two opposite directions and walking away suddenly stopped.

Seeing that Rong Ting suddenly stopped, Huai Qing also stopped her steps, "Master, do you want to go back to the palace banquet to take a look again?"

Huai Qing did not know the real intention of Rong Ting going to the palace banquet.

Rong Ting's thoughts were deeply hidden, and he would not tell him.

He thought that Rong Ting wanted to go to the palace banquet because he wanted to join in the fun.

After all, he is only a fourteen-year-old boy, and it is normal to want to join in the fun.

It's just that the master he followed was a little pitiful.

Because his two legs were injured and needed to rest, the empress directly ordered him not to go to the banquet.

Rong Ting did not hear Huai Qing's question at all.

His body trembled slightly, "Huaiqing, did you hear someone talking?"

He even maneuvered the wheelchair, turned back quickly, and walked around the corner.

Huaiqing did not compare to Rong Ting's childhood practice of martial arts.

He had two eyes and ears, just like ordinary people. Chaos didn't open, he didn't hear anything, he shook his head and said, "The slave didn't hear anything."

The wheelchair wheel ran over on the bluestone road, and Rong Ting had reached the corner.

The road behind the corner was empty.

Only the lonely wind blows the willows of the palace wall.

Rong Ting's brows were tightly drawn together, and his obsession was too deep.

His temples were sore and sore.

Did he hear it wrong?

The eye sockets are also a little tight.

...

Shen Qinying ran out for a long time.

Pressing his chest with his hand, he gasped violently, and he was still in shock.

The future emperor, in the eyes of the common people, is a god of war who can sit in the barracks and command the soldiers even if his legs are disabled.

He is also a cold-blooded tyrant who is moody and thunderous.

But she had seen how special he was to the little girl beside him, and had heard some rumors.

After falling into the water and reborn, she calculated the time.

The servant girl was the one he only met after he ascended the throne.

This time, she will meet the ninth prince earlier than her, and take the lead to let that special share fall on her head.

Shen Qinying clenched her fists fiercely, her eyes full of unwillingness.

The position of the mother in the world is really tempting.

If the problem is not in the morning and evening, it is in the people.

That being the case

She would not call that pariah who was a maid to appear beside Rong Ting again.

Shen Xiuying recalled the face of the little girl who always followed the new emperor timidly in her memory.

Doubt flashed in his mind for a moment.

Why did she feel like she had seen this face after she was reborn?

But when will she pay attention to the appearance of those inferior maids.

Strange, where has she seen this face?

...

Jiang Qinshi learned from Concubine Yun Gui that Rong Ting had returned to Jinling.

After knowing that Jin Yiwei, who had brought Rong Ting back, hurriedly hurried day and night, he arrived at Jinling two days earlier than they did.

Can't laugh or cry.

Along the way, the husband was worried and rushed on the road non-stop, worrying about how to tell his daughter that they would not return to Yecheng after returning to Jinling.

Unexpectedly, the person her husband tried desperately to avoid was waiting in Jinling earlier.

She was really dumbfounded.

Originally, Mrs. Jiang Qin was more open about marrying her daughter than Fourth Master Jiang. Now, because of the coincidence, she felt that it was just a matter of fate.

It doesn't matter if it's the ninth prince or not, with that face there, she really has nothing to be dissatisfied with.

"Don't talk about the ninth prince's return," Jiang Qin said.

Otherwise, let her husband find out, for fear of getting angry.

Concubine Yun Gui responded and asked, "That little boy is the ninth prince's business, don't you know that it changes every year?"

Jiang Qinshi said: "Fourth Master doesn't want to tell Nian Nian that the child is the Ninth Prince. But I look at it, Nian Nian seems to have guessed something by himself."

She said: "These two children almost made a marriage contract when they were young."

"I didn't enter the palace at that time. Fortunately, the marriage contract was not settled." Concubine Yun snorted, "Otherwise, the queen's son is my niece's fiancé, I'd have to vomit to death."

"The queen is always showing off in front of others how hard she has raised this child. It's annoying to hear it."

Jiang Qinshi remembered the long conversations she had with her husband in recent nights.

Said: "Perhaps the queen treats the child not as well as it looks."

"It's just not that good." Jiang Rao, who was holding the cat, came back and stuffed the cat back into Concubine Yun's arms, "Auntie, you take care of the pomegranate, it always wants to run west."

"This little wicked cat!" Concubine Yun Gui cursed, holding Pomegranate in her arms, "I don't look like this palace's pet, and I think about catching mice in those unoccupied palaces in the West Palace every day."

Yun Guifei caught the pomegranate and turned to look at Jiang Rao, "What did you say just now that it wasn't that good?"

Jiang Rao went back to the table and sat down, asked Gong E for a handkerchief to wipe her face, and said, "The queen is not so good for the ninth prince."

Jiang Qin said in his heart: As expected, her daughter had already guessed that it was the ninth prince.

"Not so good?" Concubine Yun Gui sneered, "But I looked at her kind and sincere mother, and felt that although she treated the ninth prince, although she was not as good as her own son, she could be considered a qualified mother."

"It's really rare to see such a woman." Concubine Yun said angrily, "Even if I don't have children, I will never raise other people's children, let alone treat other people's children as my own."

"The ninth prince has a broken leg, so maybe he has nothing to do with the queen." Jiang Rao knew that the partition wall in the palace had ears, so she quietly put her ear to Concubine Yun's ear, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"I'm 90 percent sure," she added.

Concubine Yun Gui's face was startled at first, and then her eyes lit up, "If you can find evidence, wouldn't you be able to make this woman slump?"

Jiang Rao, who wanted a helper to deal with the queen, nodded immediately.

...

Jiang Rao, it is easy to enter the Shuxiang Palace of Concubine Yun, but difficult to Shuxiang Palace of Concubine Izumo.

Concubine Yun Gui had to keep her in the palace for a few days.

Jiang Qin thought about the mess of the Jiang family and those annoying relatives, and felt that it would be much cleaner to keep her daughter in the Shuxiang Palace.

Jiang Rao stayed here.

When she was about to fall asleep at night, she hugged the pillow and felt a little uncomfortable.

In the past two days, this unpleasant feeling has become lighter. In the past few days, as the time away from Ye City is getting longer and longer, this unpleasant feeling has become more and more clamorous.

Worrying about Rong Ting's leg injury.

For a while, wanted to dream, and dreamed about what happened to him; was afraid of dreaming, dreaming that he was not doing well, and she couldn't go back immediately, so she could only be anxious.

When he couldn't sleep, he got up, saw the pomegranate rolling in the yard under the moonlight, and reached out and fished it into his arms.

Her aunt's white cat likes to stick with her the most these days.

If Rong Ting was like a pomegranate, it would be nice to have it within reach.

Jiang Rao pinched Pomegranate's two small fat legs for a while, and then after falling asleep, Pomegranate's two small fat legs and big tail always swayed in her dreams.

In the dream, she ran to a yard after chasing the pomegranate.

After hugging the pomegranate, he looked up and saw Rong Ting.

He was drunk, his clothes were open, and he collapsed in the courtyard, looking lost and decadent.

She didn't have time to figure out in her dream why Rong Ting was in the palace and why she was so drunk that she was awakened by a rustling sound.

Pomegranate's claws grabbed the hanlian powder coat she was wearing close to her body, with her round and big cat eyes open, she purred out of the window with a meow.

It's not bright, don't know what time it is.

Jiang Rao woke up instantly when she saw Xiaoyi disappearing by the couch and the white shadow running out.

Girls' clothes should never be thrown away.

If it is picked up by a caring person, it is bound to have a bad reputation.

She got dressed in a hurry and went to bed, chasing the pomegranate, thinking about the scene that overlapped with the dream, but her heart was a little unbelievable.

Is this dream also real?

Ke Rong Ting was clearly not in Jinling, but in Yecheng.

...

Rong Ting knew about Jiang Rao's stay at Shuxiang Palace.

Knowing that she was the direct daughter of the Fourth Master Jiang of Ning An's House, he quickly found out all the noble families that had good and bad relations with her family, and knew that she had an aunt who was a noble concubine in the palace.

He waited for her for two days, but she didn't come to him.

It was as if he had really abandoned him.

Rong Ting's eyes were red, and the dark thoughts in his heart screamed uncomfortably.

...

In Yecheng, when he didn't know where Jiang Rao went, Rong Ting asked all the places he could find and ask.

When asked the old doctor of the hospital, the old doctor knew nothing.

Rong Ting's eyes were red in front of the old doctor, his voice was hoarse, "She left me behind."

The old doctor looked a little pitiful at him, and persuaded: "Maybe... she didn't mean it."

"My wife, left me too." The old doctor, who always smiled slyly, lost his smile, "Obviously promised to accompany me to grow old, but she failed to accompany me to grow old, but the old man knows , it's not that she wants this, no blame, no wonder."

"Little young master, that little girl may also have her reasons."

...

Rong Ting's throat was blocked.

He wanted to block her to ask questions face to face, but he was afraid that he would actually ask the answer he didn't want to hear, and he could no longer control the dark thoughts in his heart.

Lock up, hide.

Make her hurt, make her miserable.

I don't want her to be in too much pain.

The two eunuchs, Si Ying and Huai Qing, were drank. He was drinking for the first time.

Use wine to drown your sorrows and get completely drunk.

...

Jiang Rao chased the pomegranate, and the more she chased, the more annoyed she became.

Her little coat was dropped by it halfway through, and its sharp claws ripped the coat to pieces. Jiang Rao picked it up little by little and watched as the pomegranate claws pressed a few pieces under it. She was angry and annoyed, learning In her aunt's tone, she called Pomegranate a bad cat.

I finally caught the pomegranate, but felt that the scene was exactly the same as the dream. looked up and heart was beating.

Rong Ting was right in front of her.

In this tall, spacious and cold yard with trees, he opened his arms and his clothes were soaked.

Jiang Rao was holding the cat in his arms, and the whole person was stunned.

She was chasing after the cat, and she was sweating. In the dense heartbeat, suddenly remembered the rumor that some palaces in the west of the imperial city were haunted, which aunt told her during the day.

Bowing his head, the moonlight shrouded the boy's face reddened by alcohol, a figure between a young man and a young man, and his thin and tough chest was slightly wet.

Really, like a ghost.

Jiang Rao couldn't help but touched his forehead.

The forehead is hot.

Oh man.

She breathed a sigh of relief and let go of her hand, but when her hand was withdrawing, she was tightly grasped by a sudden force.

The drunk man opened his drunk eyes.

He laughed lowly, "I dreamed of you again."

Jiang Raohuan didn't have time to react, her wrist was pulled forward by the scorching force.

His slender fingers clasped the back of the little girl in his arms, and Rong Ting pressed his forehead against hers.

Even if it's a dream...

"Nice to meet you."

His fingers suddenly tightened slightly.

There was warmth on Jiang Rao's lips.

But the back of his head was tightly clasped by him, but he didn't even have room to escape.