When Jiang Rao came, it was not too early, just when Shen Xiuying roared to the point of hoarseness.

She stood by, hearing the end, and seeing the end.

It's hard to see the whole picture, but she's already convinced something.

With the dark guards beside her, Princess Xiang, Shen Xiuying... She thought he was different from the one she had dreamed about, only then did she know that some of his temperaments were still the same as in the dream, but he hid in front of her. .

She was shocked and annoyed, but she was not afraid.

The person who was most different from the dream was her.

Rong Ting was very uneasy.

She felt that, even if she didn't want to see the mess in this prison, she raised her head from his arms, with a trembling voice, "Go home first."

...

In the heavy snow a few days ago, the snow that fell on the ground was so thick that it creaked when you stepped on it.

Jiang Rao walked in front, and Rong Ting walked behind her.

Through the moonlight, he saw her hair in a bun and the tail of her hair, the faintly visible neck under her neckline, her slender shoulders and the petite figure shrouded in the cape.

He held the hand warmer she wanted to bring him in his hand, but there was no warmth in his palm.

Even if everything is strategized, it is inevitable that there will be a hundred secrets and one sparse time.

His footsteps finally stopped, and he said bluntly: "I have always dealt with people like this, and it has never changed. If I don't push people to a dead end, I worry that I will let the tiger go back to the mountain and leave people a way back, and he will be revengeful in the future. ."

He looked at Jiang Rao's back and stopped taking a step forward, "If you are afraid of me and can't accept it, just hide away and don't let me find it again."

His voice was low, like a threat.

He didn't say the reason, but Jiang Rao understood.

She followed her footsteps and wanted to ask why she was afraid, but when she looked back, she saw that the snow was full of moonlight. Rong Ting lowered his head slightly and stood a step away from her. I did not see the bloodthirsty and viciousness of the prison just now, reflected by the bright snow and moonlight, the thin jawline became graceful and blurred, and the whole face seemed to be shrouded in cold mist, even though the youthful childishness had faded, and he When he was young, he was still very similar, with a docile and beautiful appearance, and his expression was disturbed and restrained.

How can he look so beautiful, but he has no mercy in his bones.

Jiang Rao felt absurd, but also felt reasonable.

She asked, "What if I don't run far?"

Rong Ting looked down at Xue, and was silent for a long time, before he said word by word: "Lock it up, lock it up, don't show it to others, you can only see me alone, forever and ever, it belongs to me only."

There was a strong sense of paranoia and monopoly in his deep voice, Jiang Rao listened and frowned slightly.

Seeing this, Rong Ting took a step back consciously.

He suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled lightly, his smile was gentle and affectionate, his voice was very soft, and he repeated, "If you are afraid, hide away, don't, don't let me find it again."

He spoke slowly and earnestly, his eyes as talented as before, restless and restrained.

Jiang Rao looked at his movements and eyes with mixed feelings.

He was honest about his bad temperament, but he kept his attitude very low.

On the way back, he huddled in the corner of the carriage and hung his head down in dejection, neither touching her nor looking her in the eye, and now he took the initiative to take three steps back...

She would rather be bruised and bruised and not bear to hurt her in the slightest. This kind of magnanimity... If she didn't have those dreams, I'm afraid she would really believe it.

Jiang Rao followed his retreating footprints and walked over step by step.

The snowflake creaked when she stepped on it, and three steps later, she stood in front of Rong Ting.

She looked up at the man and asked, "Are you really going to let me run away?"

Rong Tinghuan lowered his head.

Whenever Jiang Rao was by his side, his eyes were always completely occupied by her.

She was so close to him that if he stretched out his hand, he could hug her whole.

With his strength, even if she struggled, she couldn't escape.

He put his hands behind his back, lowered his beautiful eyes, concealed the paranoia and madness in his nature, and said calmly: "Now I am not enough to be an enemy of Ning Anbo Mansion, if you want to leave, this is the best time. "

"You didn't want to stay in Jinling in the first place."

"go."

Jiang Rao glanced at him, lifted the skirt of the green calyx plum cape, and turned around.

Footsteps came from behind.

really gone.

Rong Ting stood on the spot, clenched his hands tightly, and pressed his heart into his bones a little bit, his brows clenched, and he was already starting to regret it.

A voice came from behind him.

"Feel like you've lost your bet?"

Rong Ting turned around suddenly, and behind him, Jiang Rao was looking at him with a smile on his face.

She didn't go far at all, but stepped on the snow and stepped a few steps from heavy to light.

Her eyes were clear but also smart. He said the same sentence twice, and she asked again, "Are you really going to let me run away?"

If the ruthlessness and ruthlessness in his nature are hard to get rid of, she doesn't think that he can really be generous and tolerant.

Rong Ting's fist loosened and clenched, he looked at Jiang Rao, those cold and dark emotions receded like a tide, the lake surface became clear, and suddenly became alive, his eyes were like lines, stalking Yes, tangled and paranoid, clinging to Jiang Rao's figure and shadow.

Jiang Rao said: "If you tell the truth, I will not leave."

The night was silent, and the palace lanterns under the corridor cast withered shadows of tree branches on the ground.

In her gentle voice, there was a certain firmness in forcing him to tell the truth.

Rong Ting finally released his clenched fingers, his tone was slow and difficult.

"……Will not."

He knew that he pretended to be generous first and let her go, but she would not go.

If he really dared to leave, he would always have a way to get her back.

"Have you ever killed innocent people indiscriminately? Support your ministers?"

Rong Ting shook his head.

Jiang Rao was finally satisfied, took a step towards Rong Ting, hugged him and said, "I won't go."

"I won't be afraid of you, Miss Shen deserves what she deserves, she deserves this end."

It's just that she didn't think that she would see his murder scene outside of her dream.

She heard Shen Qinying's words.

She herself has long experienced such absurd things as knowing the funeral in a dream. Shen Xiuying said that she had lived two lifetimes, and she believed it.

What's more, the various things in Shen Xiuying's words were only too much in line with her dreams.

Thirty years of birthday, he is also willing.

Jiang Rao wanted to laugh and cry, but what she had in her heart was for the blood in the narrow cell, but not for him, she even tried to coax him, "Shen Er girl's words, you Don't take it to heart, it's just nonsense."

"She died in your hands, and I feel unwilling. Maybe it means to sow discord. If you really want me to go, wouldn't you be fooled by her?"

Her tone was deliberately relaxed, and she thought to herself, even if she felt that what Shen Xiuying had said, what she had lived two lifetimes, was true, don't let him know for now.

He was so disturbed.

Just when he said no, it made her fully understand what he was so cute and pitiful in his daily life.

Blame her for being too indulgent, blame him for being too smart, and give birth to an innocent and moving appearance, which completely confuses people. He had gotten benefits from her in this way, and he knew it would work. Selling good and selling bad, but he used retreat as advance, and changed his method to get what he wanted.

In essence, the change is unscrupulous, but she looks a little confused.

She didn't marry him because he was good enough and pitiful. If she didn't like him, how could his methods work for her?

Jiang Rao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and felt a headache. She was too lazy. Once she was comfortable, she didn't like to think too much, long before her brother came to talk to her. She saw the clue several times, but didn't think about it carefully. If she saw it early, it wouldn't make him uneasy every day.

"Don't do this again." Jiang Rao kept sighing, "Otherwise, if there are only two of them, and one of them will always be wronged, it doesn't sound like it will last long."

She didn't think she could force him to tell the truth just for a while, but in the future, she didn't rush for a while, her voice was soft and soft, and she put her hand into Rong Ting's hand, only before she had something to say to her Ashamed to mention it in front of him, now it seems necessary, "I didn't think about staying in Jinling before. But now, you are the path I chose, more important than my idea of ​​traveling. Where are you, where will I go."