Empress Jiahe was very puzzled and puzzled about this matter, "Shen Que has never dealt with us too much before."

"There have been rumors that Shen Que spoiled his concubine and killed his wife. His reputation is not very good. It's just that his political achievements have been good recently, and he has been rising steadily. If he can talk to the emperor, he can find a chance to meet him."

Xu Guozhang said slowly: "When I see him, let's see what his plans are, and then decide whether to see his daughter or not."

The maid next to Queen Jiahe attached to Queen Jiahe's ear and said a few words, reminding Queen Jiahe of the palace banquet at the end of the month.

Empress Jiahe said to Xu Guozhang: "At the end of the month, there will be a flower viewing banquet in the palace, and this palace will be able to see Second Lady Shen at that time. Why don't I go to see Second Lady Shen first and ask what's the matter? You go to see Lord Shen again, so as not to have too many contacts with the courtiers and attract the suspicion of the Holy Spirit."

"That's fine." Xu Guozhang responded.

In the Shen residence, Shen Xiuying's mother, Mrs. Jiang, wore a new string of pearl earrings for Shen Xiuying, picked up the bronze mirror on the table, and looked in the mirror with relief, "These earrings match you very well."

Shen Qinying looked at herself in the bronze mirror.

She looks much prettier than the Jiang Shi when she was young.

Her mother's background was so poor that she could fly to the branches and be supported as the right wife. Shen Xiuying couldn't help but feel a sense of arrogance in her heart. Since she was more beautiful than her mother and had a better background, she would definitely be able to marry a better person.

What's more, her life has been all over again, and she will not go the wrong way again. Rong Ting didn't take her seriously in his past life and this life, and she wouldn't make him feel better.

It's just that Queen Jiahe refused to see her for a long time. She was alone, and she was definitely unable to change too much. Shen Xiuying was impatient and her brows were tightly knitted.

At this time, she heard the notification from the maid, and the flower viewing banquet in the palace sent her an invitation.

Shen Xiuying looked at the post, and her frown finally relaxed.

...

The bamboo forest is lush, and the green pavilion is noon.

The students have just finished this month's class exams, and they have come out of the classroom in a stream.

Seeing Rong Ting's wheelchair walking slowly, Liu Heguang immediately caught fire in his eyes. Thinking of the humiliation he suffered on the hunting ground, he wanted to trouble Rong Ting, but was stopped by Xie Tongyan.

Xie Tongyan was naturally not used to Rong Ting.

It was only when he returned from the hunting ground that day and took a bath in the soup pool at night, trying to wash off the blood of geese, he realized that there was a finger-length wide slit on the top of his head, which was chilly. He realized that the arrow that Rong Ting pierced through his bun that time was past his scalp.

Just an inch away, a piece of his head was about to be chopped off.

Looking back, Xie Tongyan still hated and feared, but couldn't take the face to admit that he was afraid of a disabled person, and when he stopped Liu Heguang, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's sunny and sunny, don't bother him, it's easy to fall into the limelight. "

Liu Heguang was still resentful, Xie Tongyan reprimanded him in a low voice: "Why are you anxious, wait until the Seventeenth Prince takes the throne, for fear of not being able to rectify him?"

Just in time, the seventeenth prince came out of the academy with a gloomy expression on his face.

I thought that Rong Ting was so ill that he couldn't even get out of the gate of the mansion, but he didn't expect that he would come instead on the day of the class exam.

When Yan Nanxun got his article, he glanced at it, and there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

After being ill for a few days, he was still able to win the favor of the extremely critical old pedantic, and the seventeenth prince became more and more jealous and gritted his teeth.

Xie Liuxu's three families made good friends, and they all regarded the seventeenth prince as the future prince. Liu Heguang and Xie Tongyan did not dare to neglect, and when they saw the seventeenth prince, they bowed to him and saluted, "I have seen the seventeenth prince."

The anger in the seventeenth prince's eyes had not dissipated, and he didn't really want to talk to them. He simply nodded and left the Qingshan School. He immediately asked the entourage who were waiting outside the Qingshan School, "Where's that cripple?"

The entourage said, "He left the Egret Academy and went east."

"East?"

Obviously his mansion is in the west.

"The slave is not mistaken, it is going east."

The seventeenth prince frowned suspiciously, "Follow up and have a look."

...

The carriage went all the way to the Qinhuai River. When getting off the carriage, Huaiqing neatly set up a longboard for Rong Ting to move the wheelchair down.

At a time when there was a lot of people, many of the pedestrians were attracted to this young boy in a wheelchair.

Someone has already recognized who he is.

Those wanton scrutiny, pity or prying eyes made Rong Ting feel bored for a while.

Huai Qing wanted to tell Rong Ting that the people of Jinling knew what he had done to the disaster in Nanzhang, so they would look at him frequently.

The princes and nobles were born ignorant of the sufferings of hunger and cold in the world, and there are very few people who can sincerely think about the livelihood of the people and do things for the people.

Those who looked at His Highness Ninth were admiration and admiration.

But before he could say anything, Rong Ting had a slight smile on his face, and he looked bright.

An old mama walked over tremblingly, "Are you the Ninth Highness?"

The young man has become more and more aware of what kind of expression is kind and likable, and can earn a good reputation. Even if he is cold and disgusted in his heart, he has a gentle smile on his face, "It's me."

The old woman stuffed two eggs with red silk into Rong Ting's hand, "My hometown is Nanzhang, and my family is there, Ninth Highness, thank you."

After the old woman left, Huai Qing was a little surprised and moved.

This kind of egg with red silk is used by the common people to give blessings.

He was afraid that Rong Ting would be in the deep palace for a long time and didn't know the folk customs. He was about to explain, but Rong Ting threw the two eggs into his arms.

"threw."

The kindness and kindness in front of others is no longer there, he said in a low voice, his expression deserted.

"Your Highness, this is the kindness of the old man..."

Rong Ting glanced back at him, "Throw it."

He doesn't trust what anyone hands over.

Whether for good intentions or malice.

...

Huaiqing went out and threw the eggs bound with red silk cloth. After returning, he entered the grain shop and walked to the backyard to find Rong Ting. He said, "Maybe he came a little earlier, four The girl didn't change, and her carriage was not seen outside."

I made an appointment with Jiang Rao to see you here today, without Rong Ting's instructions, Huaiqing told the coachman to hurry up and hurry up, but when he arrived, he found out that it was too early, Huaiqing felt ashamed, "His Royal Highness is a servant. The time was wrong."

"That's right, even if you come early, don't be late."

If it's her, you can wait as long as you want.

When Jiang Rao came, he was wronged and sighed softly, "You are finally here."

He waited for only two minutes, but listening to his sigh, it seemed like he had waited all afternoon.

His color is too good, and in the twilight, he is still beautiful, and he has a pitiful fragility. There was no blame in his tone, his eyes were full of willingness.

It's just that he is willing to show it to let people know.

According to the agreed time, she was not late, just later than him. Jiang Rao secretly made up her mind to come earlier in the future, and explained to Rong Ting, "Something happened, and the journey was delayed for a while."

Ming Shao held a rose branch in her hand, "Not long after leaving the palace gate, the girl was stopped by a child selling flowers and gave this flower."

In Jinling, there is an unwritten rule among the flower girls who sell flowers. They occasionally give a flower to the girl on the road, without the need for coins. As long as they think a girl looks good, they can give it away for free.

Jiang Rao blushed when she said it, and retorted: "What does this have to do with being good-looking? Didn't I give money in the end?"

Those little children who sell flowers are clever

Then, I only picked those girls who were rich and well-off in their clothes to send flowers, and made up a set of saying "You are beautiful, you are more beautiful than flowers, this flower is for nothing", and coaxed the girl into ecstasy, don't say The copper plate for buying flowers and the silver will be given a lot.

This is also to deceive the little girl who has never done business. Like her, who is pounding the abacus every day, will not really believe their words.

Just pity those children who are exposed to the wind and the sun at a young age, and it is not easy to make a living, so gave a lot of rewards.

"Of course the slaves know that those children who sell flowers are more eloquent." But Mingshao thought that Jiang Rao was the most beautiful person she had ever met, "but maybe someone bought flowers from them, borrowed their hands, and thought about it. It's for the girl. There are a lot of stories like this in the book."

Jiang Rao put her finger on her forehead and whispered, "These words will be discussed later."

Rong Ting remained silent.

It's just that no one knows what kind of deep displeasure lies in his still unmoved phoenix eyes.

After a while, he said softly, "I want to see this flower."

It was the first time that Jiang Raohuan saw him interested in something, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange, and said to Ming Shao, "Give the flowers to the Ninth Highness."

Ming Shao handed the flower to Rong Ting.

The flower fell into Rong Ting's hands. When he caught the flower branch, he was very careful. When he looked down at the flower, his eyelashes trembled slightly. His already white face was set off by the bright roses, as clean as the snow on the branches.

Jiang Rao couldn't help but feel that the word "people are more beautiful than flowers" that the flower boy ran up to and said to her just now was just right on him.

Last night, she whispered to my aunt, and my aunt slept in the same bed with her. She hugged her and talked a lot. It didn't matter if she couldn't find someone she liked. Raise a few beautiful and beautiful men, and just looking at them every day can be pleasing to the eyes and prolong life.

But Jiang Rao really felt that she had been in contact with Rong Ting for a long time, and she couldn't hold other colors in her eyes.

The man with a clean appearance and a prettier than Huahuahua lowered his head, but suddenly made a "hiss", his arm shook, and the flower branch fell to the ground.

Jiang Rao was startled by this accident, and suddenly recovered from his wild thoughts, and said anxiously: "What's wrong?"

"There are thorns on the branch." He spread out his hand, a small drop of blood on his fingertips, which was abrupt and eye-catching, making people take a breath.

Looking at the blood bead, Jiang Rao felt as if the thorn had cut her finger, and "hiss" in her heart. She immediately took out the handkerchief from her sleeve and took a closer look. There was no small thorn in his wound, and the handkerchief was wrapped around his fingers.

Ming Shao muttered to the side, "The flower branch has no thorns," but Jiang Rao ignored her muttering, and she concentrated on wrapping Rong Ting's wound.

There were old mottled scars running across the calluses on his palms. Jiang Rao wrapped around his wound and moved very lightly. He ducked back and seemed to be in pain. Jiang Rao's face became even more bitter.

Just as she was about to bend over to pick up the flower, she looked again to see if there were any thorns on the stem of the flower branch. Ming Shao said, "Yeah," "Girl, I'm pressing the flower."

Jiang Rao glanced down and saw that the rose flower was crushed under the wheel of the wheelchair while Rong Ting was hiding back, and the stem of the flower branch had been crushed to pieces and lost its original shape.

This place is red and muddy, but it is wonderful in Rong Ting's eyes.

Jiang Rao said, "Don't worry about the flowers for now."

She turned her head to look at Rong Ting's injured finger, "Does your hand hurt?"

The desire for destruction in Rong Ting's heart did not show on Qing Jun's face at all, he did not answer, only shook his head lightly.

Jiang Rao sighed, "If I hadn't been looking for you, I wouldn't have made you suffer this crime."

Rong Ting immediately shook his head, "I want to take the flowers, it's my fault."

"Don't you come to me."

His voice was dull, his tone was unhappy, "Except for you, I was ignored in the academy and in the palace. If you don't come, no one really cares about me."

Huaiqing thought about it, because of the famine in Nanzhang, Emperor Zhaowu intended to let His Highness the Ninth Highness go to the Ministry of Works for training after the autumn. Some people moved when they heard the news, especially Concubine Shu. In order to win over His Highness the Ninth Highness to help His Highness the Third, they exhausted all means, but they were rejected when they returned the gift, which is not to be ignored.

But in the end he chose to remain silent.

...

Behind the cross-shaped carriage window lattice, a pair of poisonous eyes were staring at the grain store in the distance.

The seventeenth prince watched Rong Ting enter the grain shop. After a while, he did not wait for Rong Ting to come out of the grain shop, but waited for Jiang Rao to enter. He asked in a cold voice, "Which is the one who entered that grain shop just now? someone's girl?"