The martial arts field is empty and the wind is blowing, it is indeed colder than the academy.

Jiang Rao subconsciously wanted to give him the jacket.

But in order to pretend to be a fat boy, she has several layers of cloth tied around her waist, and if she lacks a piece of clothing, her identity as a girl may be revealed.

Jiang Rao was a little embarrassed for a while.

Hearing Rong Ting say again, "Hands are cold."

Jiang Rao's hand was pulled by him, and he knew that his hand was cold.

The uninterrupted medicated bath made Rong Ting's body temperature a little colder than ordinary people.

There was a medicinal-smelling coolness from the fingertips, which was transmitted to the underside of Jiang Rao's skin through the close skin.

She squatted down, and her two small hands hugged his left hand firmly, held it for a while to warm it, and then went to warm his right hand.

After a while, she felt that her hand was not so hot, and seemed to have transferred the temperature to his hand before she raised her eyes and looked into his eyes.

"Is it colder?"

Clear eyes, full of concern.

Rong Ting's reaction was to hold her hand first and hold on, "En."

His voice was low and weak, as if he hadn't woken up.

Rong Ting leaned back slightly in the wheelchair, as if he had relieved his strength. Although he was tall, he could look at his face and look. He was very weak, and even the speed of his long eyelashes was slow.

Such an expression fell into Jiang Rao's eyes, which was not surprising at all. On the martial arts field just now, all the onlookers only wanted to see who would lose and who would win. Only she was afraid of his weak body, and was sweating from beginning to end.

However, the change is just tired, not injured.

Jiang Rao's hand let him pull to keep warm. As Jiang Youfu, you don't have to think about whether a man or a woman will give or receive a relationship, it's just strange to exchange hands like this.

After a while, she wanted to take her hand away again.

But Rong Ting intensified and intertwined with her, "Change the cold."

He glanced at it and almost knew what Jiang Rao was embarrassed about. He took her hand and put it on the armrest of the wheelchair. She was wearing a man's shirt with extra wide sleeves, covering both of their hands under the fabric.

Others looked over, but Jiang Rao was helping him with the wheelchair.

No one knows, under the sleeves, they secretly hold hands.

In Rong Ting's heart there was both secret joy and subtle dissatisfaction.

every time touch her.

He will feel both satisfied and not enough.

The more he thought about it, the more unbearable darkness appeared in his eyes.

This kind of day can only be secretly.

How long can he endure it?

...

Behind the house, Shen Qinying was so angry that she cried at the desk.

How many men in her previous life said she was beautiful. Before she went to the hunting grounds today, she spent two or three hours dressing up carefully. Why would he call her ugly?

The way Rong Ting looked at her seemed to have taken root in her mind, and she couldn't get rid of it for a while.

Cold, disgusted, disdainful, as if she was a dirty thing.

In the past life, he was the emperor, and looking at her with such sneering eyes was fine, but now he is just a cripple, she is the daughter of a high-ranking official, where did he get the confidence to look at her like this, Shen Qinying suddenly wiped the tears from her face.

She couldn't stop thinking about the scene she had seen on the hunting ground.

Rong Ting asked the small, ordinary-looking scholar, who seemed to be his junior brother, to follow him.

There was no displeasure in his sight.

He has become different from the previous life.

Not only can he allow that little maid to be around him, but he can also tolerate other people.

Then the ending that he will become emperor in the end, won't it... also change?

Shen Qinying was a little flustered, but also a little inexplicably excited.

She remembered all the things she had changed since her rebirth.

His vision suddenly brightened, and he clenched his fists.

She fought so hard to win the chance to be reborn once, maybe she could change more things in exchange.

She doesn't want to please him anymore, she wants to make him not an emperor.

The ignorance and humiliation he inflicted on her in this life and this life.

In exchange for the sword that pierced her throat in the previous life.

She's going to double it back.

...

In the Splendid Palace, a palace maid presented a letter of worship to Empress Jiahe. Empress Jiahe glanced indifferently. Seeing that the second girl of the Shenque family asked for her post, she picked up the letter, glanced at it, and put it aside. , "No, no need to reply."

Shen Que had no contact with her family, and he didn't know why his daughter suddenly wanted to see her.

Empress Jiahe thought for a while, and suddenly called her palace maid back, "Let's change it to a letter, saying that Ben Gong is ill, and it is inconvenient to see her."

But Empress Jiahe was in a good mood today and suddenly changed her mind.

The palace maid responded with a "here" and replied.

At this time, someone from the palace came back and presented the results of the seventeenth prince's riding and archery to Empress Jiahe, "Niangniang, both of the seventeenth highness's homework are first-class."

Empress Jiahe smiled with satisfaction, and asked, "Is there anything interesting on the hunting ground?"

The palace man shook his head.

Empress Jiahe knew that Rong Ting did not make a fool of herself as she expected.

But when she thought of the scene where Rong Ting was on the hunting ground today, watching other scholars shoot arrows and ride horses, but he could only sit in a wheelchair and couldn't move his legs, she couldn't help but raised the corner of her lips and smiled. up.

At this time, the palace maid suddenly heard that Emperor Zhaowu was coming, and Empress Jiahe hurriedly stood up to greet him.

Emperor Zhaowu's happy mood continued all the way from the hunting ground to returning to the palace. He told the match on the hunting ground to Queen Jiahe, and then said: "I agreed to Xiao Jiu's request and let him go out of the palace. palace."

Seeing the shock on Empress Jiahe's face and wanting to stop him, he said, "I have already ordered to the Ministry of Industry to choose a site for Xiaojiu to build a mansion. The imperial decree has been issued, so don't say anything to block it."

Sheng Sheng blocked everything Jia and the Queen wanted to say in his throat.

She even tried to smile when Emperor Zhaowu said, "Xiao Jiu is ready early, you should be happy", even though she was gnashing her teeth, she still looked happy.

...

A month later, the mansion was renovated and completed, and it fell to the west of the city.

Empress Jiahe couldn't bear that Rong Ting's mansion was located in the most prosperous part of Jinling, and tried every possible way, and finally the people from the Ministry of Industry chose Rong Ting's mansion in the remote west of the city.

But right in the middle of Rong Ting's arms.

On the day of the move, the academy gave him three days off.

night.

It was three quarters of the time of Shen, and the night was dew.

Huaiqing had been busy all day inside and out. Before going to bed, she finally took a look outside Rong Ting's house. Seeing that the window lattice was not closed, she went up to close it.

Before closing the window, he took a lantern and glanced inside the room.

The wheelchair was separated by the wall, and then he looked at the bed, the curtains of the bed were tightly covered, and Rong Ting seemed to have fallen asleep.

Huai Qing found it strange that he had served Rong Ting for so long, and it was rare to see him go to bed earlier than the servants.

Huai Qing closed the window, turned and left the courtyard.

But he didn't know that the bed was empty.

...

A black figure was almost completely hidden in the night, sitting on an eaves for an unknown amount of time.

In the room below, Mrs Liu was talking to her personal maid.

Liu Shi was driven to this house in the west of the city. It had been a few months in the blink of an eye, and her face was obviously haggard, as if she was really sick.

Liu Shi couldn't leave the house for half a step, and could only rely on the news that the maid inquired about to find out something about Ning An's Mansion.

She was particularly concerned about the movements of the fourth room, and was very careful about the lessons she inquired about her personal maid.

The personal maid said, "When the old lady's birthday banquet just passed, the fourth master went to teach at the Bailu Academy. It seems that he was a little angry with the uncle and didn't come back for a long time."

"But recently, it's been better

Now, in exchange, gave the uncle a lot of paintings, which is convenient for the uncle to go out and socialize, and provides a lot of convenience for the uncle. "

The maid said, "Madam, according to Numaid, the fourth master really has no intention of the title."

Liu Shi frowned and scolded, "You don't know what he's thinking."

"But if the fourth master wants the uncle's mansion, he will definitely use the events at the birthday banquet to play the topic, which is like now, helping the uncle everywhere. And not long after the birthday banquet, the fourth lady also handed over the middle to the hand. The old lady is going to take care of it."

Liu Shi's face changed slightly, and his heart was a little loose.

At the beginning, Jiang Xingzhou suddenly came back and caught her off guard. Later, the grain shop happened, which made her make up her mind to eradicate the four houses.

"Do you really think that the fourth child is helping our family?"

The girl-in-law nodded heavily.

Liu Shi's wrinkled brows suddenly loosened, "If he really takes his big brother so seriously, maybe I can go back instead?"

Liu Shi was delighted and anxious, "Hurry up and grind for me, I want to write a letter to the master and ask him to say more good things to me, maybe one day the fourth will listen to his elder brother, and I don't have to wait for the master to inherit the title. You can go back first."

She pondered Jiang Xingzhou's psychology, and suddenly laughed, "I was angry with the fourth child before, but now it seems that he is stupid."

Thinking that his eldest brother had been very jealous of him for a long time, and he was digging his heart and lungs for his eldest brother, Liu Shi had an inexplicable pleasure.

She smiled happily, and took up the pen to write on the paper. After she finished writing, she suddenly asked bitterly, "That girl from the fourth family, how are you doing these days?"

"The fourth girl heard that she was ill. She stayed in her courtyard and didn't go out to meet people very often."

The maid said, "By the way, when the fourth master was traveling in Beijing, he received an adopted son. The slaves have never seen him, but I heard that the fourth master was very kind to the adopted son, so he took him to study in the Egret Academy instead, the old man. I heard that and asked the fourth master to bring the adopted son back to the mansion to have a look, but the fourth master said that the adopted son was born dumb and was afraid of life, so he did not bring him back to Ning Anbo's mansion."

"The adopted son?" Liu Shi felt more and more that Jiang Siye's heart might not really be about inheriting the uncle's mansion. "What's the use of adopting a mute? The fourth child is really indiscriminate."

She hooked her lips and smiled, "In exchange for that girl, she deserves it when she is so sick."

The crimes she is suffering now are all given by Jiang Rao, and Liu Shi's eyes are full of jealousy, "Just die of illness. If it weren't for her fate, she would have died a few years ago, and she would not be alive until now."

The maid is about to

In response to what he said, he heard two clicks on the top of his head, and two green bricks fell.

They hit Liu Shi's head one after another, and the blood flowed like a stream.

The maid immediately screamed.

With gold stars in her eyes, Liu Shi covered the wound on the top of her head. The bottom of her hand was blood-red and warm. She trembled and asked sharply, "Who is there?"