Jiang Jinxing handed the white fleece blanket to Rong Ting.

The blanket was much longer than others. Jiang Jinxing ran all the way, the folded blanket was messed up, and one corner was about to droop to the ground. He couldn't bear to let that corner fall to the ground. A little higher, far from the ground.

But because of this, his vision was blocked, and he staggered like he was about to fall.

Huai Qing hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and took the fleece blanket in his hand.

Jiang Jinxing was so anxious that he waved his little hand and said to Rong Ting, "Cover the fleece blanket quickly, this is my elder sister's order."

Rong Ting raised his hand to take the fleece blanket and draped it over his knees.

When she lowered her eyes, she thought of how the little girl looked when she ordered her brother, and the extremely cold world-weariness in her eyes suddenly shattered for a moment, and the ice and snow melted.

Jiang Jinxing saw Rong Ting put a blanket on his legs, and settled down his waving little hands.

Yu Yinxue looked stunned.

He bent down and looked at Jiang Jinxing, "Young Master Jiang."

Facing Jiang Jinxing, his smiling eyes were very gentle, "You and your elder sister are really kind."

Jiang Jinxing pulled Huaiqing's hand and hid behind Huaiqing secretly, frowning slightly wary.

At this time, Rong Ting waved to Jiang Jinxing, "Come here."

Jiang Jinxing called only to come.

Hastily ran to him.

This time, Yu Yinxue was left out in the cold.

Rong Ting looked at Yu Yinxue with a light smile, and explained for Jiang Jinxing, "He's afraid of life, senior brother, don't mind."

Yu Yinxue laughed dryly.

"So it is."

Because he found the bottom of the steps, he was inexplicably grateful to Rong Ting.

In my heart, I suddenly regretted that I had found the wrong person in the first place.

Although Pei Songyu was a distant relative of Ning Anbo's house, he didn't know anything.

Rather than Rong Ting.

Judging by the way Jiang Jinxing was close to him, he knew that they must have known each other well before.

The colors of the two's clothes are even somewhat similar.

Rong Ting was talking to Jiang Jinxing, "In a moment, thank your sister for me."

Yu Yinxue thought that Rong Ting told him just now that Jiang Rao was sulking, and no one could disturb him. Seeing that Jiang Jinxing had just returned from Jiang Rao, he wanted to find out something from this child.

Even if he was left out just now, he smiled warmly and asked Jiang Jinxing tentatively: "When you go back, tell your elder sister, your elder sister will definitely be happy."

He wanted to know if Jiang Rao was really annoyed as Rong Ting said.

Rong Ting's eyes darkened, looking at Jiang Jinxing, his fingers clenched slightly.

Jiang Jin murdered Baba and looked at Yu Yinxue.

Once bitten, twice shy.

He had just been teased by Yang Xiuzhu in Yecheng, and now he looked at this kind of scholar who looked polite and brought his elder sister with him when he opened his mouth.

"Hmph, I don't know."

He has learned to be smart and will not be bitten by snakes again.

Rong Ting's eyes returned to normal, and he said to Huaiqing, "The opera in the Tingyin Academy is lively, Huaiqing, take the young master back to the fourth master and Mrs. Qin."

Huai Qing understood what Rong Ting meant, and came over to hold Jiang Jinxing's hand, "Little Master, this servant will take you back to the show?"

Jiang Jinxing was here, and he might be told by Yu Yinxue.

Jiang Jinxing hesitated a little, and muttered in a low voice, "I want to find my elder sister."

Huaiqing only wanted to do what Rong Ting had ordered, and did not dare to make arbitrary claims, and persuaded: "Dingjun Mountain is singing in the theater, and the tall horse is so majestic, just like the young master when he grows up, young master, we Let's go?"

Jiang Jinxing was a little tempted and was taken away by Huai Qing.

...

Yu Yinxue saw that the eunuch serving by Lian Rong Ting's side had a close relationship with Jiang Jinxing.

When he looked at Rong Ting again, his eyes changed.

Doubt disappeared completely.

Although still can't figure out why the queen's son can get close to someone who is close to Concubine Yun.

But the palace is deep, how could he be able to see clearly.

Maybe there is a secret that he doesn't know.

At least according to the current situation, the relationship between the Ninth Prince and Ning An Bo Mansion is indeed good.

Only towards Rong Ting, he exchanged some subtle jealousy and suspicion.

Childhood childhood... This relationship... Is Rong Ting really able to help his senior brother calmly?

Rong Ting was looking at the direction of Jiang Jinxing's disappearance, and seeing Huaiqing taking Jiang Jinxing to the Listening Academy, he looked back and looked at Yu Yinxue.

His movements seemed to be intentional and unintentional, and he slightly brushed the white fleece blanket covering his legs, as if he had deliberately let Yu Yinxue notice it again.

Yu Yinxue glanced at his movements.

Seeing his gaze, Rong Ting retracted his hand in satisfaction.

"Senior brother," he said, "you mustn't mind the child's tantrums."

Yu Yinxue shook his head gently, not minding it.

Then I heard Rong Ting say: "The two brothers and sisters have similar temperaments. Just now, the young master looked angry, and the senior brother also met him, and he didn't like to talk to anyone. Senior brother... I won't change my mind to see Rao Rao. Bar?"

"Rao Rao?"

"Ah, it was my negligence."

"I'm used to calling her in small words since I was a child." Rong Ting's expression changed slightly, he was blaming himself, and lowered his head guiltily, "Senior brother, don't call her that, it's easy to be criticized and rude."

"Naturally." Yu Yinxue nodded.

However, he secretly remembered Jiang Rao's small characters in his heart.

"Then, senior brother is going back to the Ting Yin Academy?"

Yu Yinxue sighed, "Go back."

Although he didn't know what Rong Ting was thinking, it was better to believe what he said than not to believe it.

He doesn't have much chance.

If you make a wrong step, you will be wrong in the future.

Rong Ting looked at Yu Yinxue's back, his thin lips slightly hooked.

Yu Yinxue was trying to guess the relationship between Rong Ting and Jiang Rao, and the degree of the small characters... Children only have nothing to do with each other, but when there are sixteen women and sixteen men, they have to avoid suspicion.

Thinking about Rong Ting's age and Jiang Rao's age again, it was time to avoid suspicion.

He turned his head and glanced at Rong Ting, wanting to remind Rong Ting about etiquette.

At this moment, the young man noticed his gaze and looked up at him slightly with an innocent expression on his face.

Although it is a very pure white and beautiful face.

But there is a bit of inexplicable and silly meaning.

Yu Yin learned that he lost the mood to preach.

Jealousy was haunting, and he couldn't figure out why Yan Nanxun had such a preference for Rong Ting, a disciple, and he had to take it with him at the banquet.

Forget it, I'll know when he makes a mistake and gets laughed at in the future.

Why should he rush to wake up Rong Ting?

He turned around again.

Rong Ting suddenly used three points of internal strength, forcing a thin sweat on his forehead.

Wrinkling his brows, he said in pain, "Senior brother, I... I can't go back to the show with my brother, my stomach hurts."

Yu Yinxue turned his head and glanced at him, and it was indeed painful to see his appearance.

Pretty poor.

He never doubted anything, but he didn't have the kindness to send him.

But the verbal effort must always be done, "Do you want me to help you?"

"Why are you embarrassed to trouble Senior Brother..." Rong Ting smiled palely.

Since Yu Yinxue didn't really want to help him, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he said this, turned around again, and returned to the Tingyin Academy.

The painful look on Rong Ting's face disappeared instantly.

Slowly raising his eyes, looking at Yu Yinxue's back, his eyes turned cold.

Cool as a blade.

Although it was in the daytime, the aura of his whole body seemed to be walking at night, carrying a bloody knife all over his body, a bloody evil spirit who wanted to kill people.

It wasn't until Rong Ting's gaze shifted to the thin blanket covering his legs that he slowly added some warmth.

The anger dissipated a lot.

Rong Ting glanced at the surrounding terrain.

Move the wheelchair and walk in one direction.

...

Ming Shao was holding Jiang Rao's painting and went to show it to the other maids and servants. When she met Rong Ting on the road, she hurriedly saluted him, "Your Highness Ninth."

Rong Ting glanced at the scroll in her hand and asked, "What is this?"

Ming Shao thought for a while, and felt that what the girl ordered was nothing to do with the ninth highness, it was all his own.

She handed the painting to Rong Ting, "The girl instructed the servants to distribute the painting to the servants in the courtyard and ask them to help find them. Which visitor is wearing such a bracelet today. By the way, the bracelet's The color is cyan, which is two or three points greener than the color of lotus leaves."

Rong Ting nodded, and Zhuang Ruo asked casually, "Are you looking for a woman?"

His face was a little unsightly.

Ming Shao smiled, "The person who wears the bracelet is naturally a woman. Can it be a man in exchange?"

Rong Ting's face softened a bit.

He held the painting and looked at the pattern of the bracelet on the painting.

His eyes gradually became more serious and careful, as if thinking of something.

After a while, he put down the scroll in his hand, handed it back to Ming Shao, and asked, "Where is your girl?"

Ming Shao replied, "It's at Xiao Guo Shan Pavilion."

Rong Ting nodded, separated from Ming Shao, and walked towards Xiao Guo Shan Ting.

...

Jiang Rao sent Jiang Jinxing away and waited for the sound of silk and bamboo from the Music Academy to rest.

But she couldn't wait for Si Zhu's voice to quiet down, but instead, she waited for herself to be sleepy.

In the past few days, she has been worrying about the shops that opened one after another by the Qinhuai River, as well as the grandmother's birthday banquet. She sleeps very little every night. , listening to the music in the Ting Yin Acade from a distance, the more listen, the more sleepy become.

Ask the maid next to her to help her go to the kitchen to get a cup of strong tea, trying to wake up.

After the maid left, she waited in the pavilion.

Rong Ting turned the corner and came to the foot of the Xiao Guo Shan Pavilion. What he saw was Jiang Rao's elbow resting on the stone table, her left hand supporting her left cheek, her eyes closed, her head twitching and trying to fall asleep.

Those scheming and scheming in front of others, the destructive desire and killing intent to swallow up all other emotions, quietly subsided at this moment.

He looked down at the fleece blanket on his lap.

My heart suddenly became extraordinarily soft.

There are four rows of steps in the small Guoshan Pavilion.

Ting frowned, thinking about how to get the wheelchair up.

Suddenly saw the little girl in the pavilion nodding her head, her chin suddenly sunk down her palm.

Seeing that, he was about to hit the edge of the cold and hard stone table.

...

Blink of an eye.

The wheelchair becomes empty.

Fleece blankets hang cluttered on the wheelchair.

When Rong Ting realized what he was doing...

He was already standing beside Jiang Rao, his palm supporting her chin.

His chest rose and fell, panting slightly.

The entire right hand was completely placed between Jiang Rao's chin and the stone table, the phalanx hit the table, and there was a slight tingling pain.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

She is all right.

Change it.

...

In a dream, Jiang Rao felt that her chin had hit something hard, and she panicked.

A little warmer.

The bitter and clear medicinal smell lingered on the tip of the nose.

She wrinkled her nose and slowly opened her eyes.

She tilted her head, her vision was not clear, but in the blur, she saw a figure standing in front of her against the light.

She raised her head, her eyes moved to the outline of the man's face, and the whole person was stunned for a moment.

The eyes suddenly filled with water, as if crying, with a "woo", and wept with joy.

"Can you stand up?"