The guards stepped into the courtyard one after another, but when they came to the courtyard, the courtyard was quiet and empty, and no one was there.

The moon in the sky is big and round, reflecting the shadow of a tree in the courtyard.

There was no wind on all sides, but the shadow of the thickest branch of the plane tree swayed tremblingly on the bluestone slate floor.

A guard immediately raised his head smartly, looked at the plane tree, and shouted, "He's there!"

Some people with good skills hurried to chase, but the guard with the arrow in his hand didn't move, but he pulled the bow and released the arrow.

The sound of clothes being blown by the wind and torn from fabrics could be heard in the air.

After two cups of tea, the place returned to silence.

The guards who went to chase came back one after another, with angry expressions on their faces. The thief broke into the mansion in the middle of the night, and went straight to the fourth master's study. This is a serious matter. They lit the lanterns, went into the study and checked the Fourth Master Jiang's calligraphy and paintings, and then went to report the news that a thief had broken into the mansion in the middle of the night to Fourth Master Jiang.

The guard pleaded guilty: "Fourth Master, the subordinates did not do well, so that the thief escaped. However, he was shot in the right arm by an arrow, and he should not dare to come again in the future."

Jiang Xingzhou frowned.

Jiang Rao had been locked in his study all the time. Today, just one day after entering the palace, a thief was caught in the study.

If the thief came one day earlier...

Who knew he was trying to steal his paintings in exchange for his daughter?

He was furious and his face turned ashen.

It was dark outside.

Fourth Master Jiang raised his head and glanced out into the dark night, and said to the guard: "This matter needs to be known to the patrolmen on the street. If he is a thief, since he has come to Ning'anbo Mansion, he may not go to other people's houses; if it is not a thief …”

He clenched his fists tightly, and said with joy and fear: "Fortunately, Nian Nian is not at the mansion today. When she returns, send more people to guard her yard."

The guard took the order, but hesitated before leaving, "The fourth master, do you need more people in your study?"

"I used to find the best guards to guard my calligraphy and paintings, right?" Jiang Xingzhou waved his hand casually and said calmly, "Also transfer those who are powerful to Nian Nian, and protect her, which is more important. , you should know it in your own mind."

...

On the second day, the news that Ning'an House had recruited thieves spread all over the streets and alleys of Jinling, and it also spread to the Shuxiang Palace of Concubine Yun Gui.

Concubine Yun Gui was invited by the concubine who did not get along well with her to go to Mei Lin's place to enjoy the plums. At the moment when the genius was shining brightly, she got up to dress up.

Originally, her appearance was already a national beauty, and it was replaced by pink carving and jade carving. When she was completely decorated, Yun Guifei was satisfied.

Jiang Rao had something in her heart, and she didn't sleep deeply. When the morning light just showed through the clouds, she woke up and woke up with a white fluff beside the bed.

As if she knew that she was in a bad mood, Pomegranate slept on her couch for one night, and when she woke up, she quickly came to meow meowingly.

After Jiang Rao was groomed, she took it out, picked up a ball of clean snow under the palace wall, and made a snow mouse for it to play with.

The pomegranate was very excited, but unfortunately the snow mouse was not very useful, and the pomegranate smashed it with one paw.

The little white cat became unhappy, and jumped out of Jiang Rao's arms, leaving a string of plum-shaped footprints on the snow.

Outside the palace wall, the people who went to the palace were talking about the thief in Jiang Siye's study. They were guessing who the thief was. Inside the palace wall, Jiang Rao was bending over to hold the pomegranate. The voice of the palace maid outside jumped over the palace wall and reached her In her ears, her movements slowed down.

The thief who sneaked into the study in the middle of the night?

Isn't it the black magpie who came to give her something with Rong Ting's order?

"Ning'an's mansion is heavily guarded, so the thief was called to break in. At this moment, the dignitaries in Jinling were replaced by wealthy and wealthy merchants, and they were all panicked, afraid of being stolen."

"I don't think they need to be afraid. From my point of view, the thief probably went for Jiang Siye's own or those rare and famous paintings in his collection. Maybe, that's not a money-stealing thief, but a painting idiot. Word crazy."

At this time, there was a sound.

"That thief, wasn't caught?"

The two palace maids raised their eyes and saw Jiang Rao holding the cat standing in front of them. The two of them hurriedly bowed their heads to her respectfully, "I have seen the fourth girl."

One of them answered her question just now, "The thief was not caught, but don't worry, girl, there is nothing missing in the fourth master's study."

Jiang Rao thought, of course, there will be no shortage of anything.

Wu Que went to give her something, not to steal it.

It's a bit unfair to be beaten as a thief for no reason.

But she couldn't jump out to explain. If she explained, let her father know that her father didn't want to agree, and now she won't agree.

"Miss, don't worry about this, there is someone from the uncle, who only intends to tell the maiden about it, not the maiden, so as not to worry the maiden." The palace maid looked at Jiang Rao, "Besides, the thief will definitely be able to finally Caught. He was shot in the arm by a guard's arrow last night, and as long as he shows up at the hospital, he will be caught by the people waiting there."

Jiang Rao raised her eyes in amazement, "Injured?" Wu Que was injured?

"Yeah, no matter how capable he is, he's only one person. He can't compare to so many guards. After all, he is outnumbered. I heard that his injured arm is his right arm. Even if he doesn't go to the medical center, his behavior must be different from ordinary people. , mixed in the crowd, it is easy to recognize, although the girl relaxes, he can't escape."

Jiang Rao: "..."

Just because she couldn't escape, she couldn't relax.

...

Jiang Rao was unable to leave the palace, and Ming Shao was not around. She couldn't trust the new maid, and she couldn't find anyone to help her spread the news outside the palace. Those maids looked at her very closely, thanks to her and the maids in Shuxiang Palace knew each other well, and asked them for help, only to get rid of the new maids for a while.

She walked all the way to the imperial garden.

Today, the concubines are all enjoying the flowers in the plum forest, but the imperial garden is rather deserted.

When she left Shuxiang Palace, the snow was getting smaller, but it happened that when she walked to the Imperial Garden, the snow was heavy. She was wearing a pink velvet jacket, but she didn't feel cold.

Made of four flours and silver, Jiang Rao walked under a camellia tree to hide from the snow with a pomegranate in her arms. Looking up at the snow, she saw a camellia that was half white and half pink. It was very rare. She couldn't help reaching out. to pick, but she was too small to reach on tiptoe.

The pomegranate jumped out of her arms and jumped onto the tree. Jiang Rao hurriedly pointed to the branch with the camellia she wanted, "Pomegranate, go there."

As soon as the pomegranate moved, half of the branches of the whole tree were depressed. Jiang Rao hurriedly picked the flower. All the branches were swaying. smash over.

Jiang Rao subconsciously covered her face with her hand, but she was not hit by the snow as she expected.

She slowly removed the arm that was blocking her vision, and a clean and picturesque face was reflected in her pupils.

Rong Ting held the umbrella high by her face. The umbrella blocked the cold wind and falling snow, and also blocked the sunlight in the sky, casting a shadow on his face.

On the snow behind him were two long wheel marks.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Rao asked.

Before he could answer, the umbrella suddenly became heavy and collapsed, the shadow became heavier.

Jiang Rao looked up and saw the pomegranate, which was as heavy as a small pound, jumped onto the umbrella, and the umbrella was pressing her head. She had to bend over and put her hand on the arm support of the wheelchair.

Huai Qing chased after him quickly, "Hey" he stopped and turned around, covering his eyes, "Why did you change to hug?" The two figures under the umbrella were too close.

He thought that no one heard what he said, but Jiang Rao blushed and hurriedly poked the canopy twice, so that the pomegranate couldn't sit still on the canopy, jumped away, and there was more space under the umbrella, Jiang Raoshu Take a breath.

"I'm here, waiting for you." Rong Ting said at this time.

Jiang Rao turned to him, only to find that his face was red from the cold.

This is... how long have you waited?

She lowered her eyes and said, "You don't have to wait so long."

The marriage was brought up by her, and she would just come and handle everything.

"If you don't wait here, I can't see you. If I didn't know you entered the palace last night, I wouldn't be here so late."

"What if you can't wait?"

"If you don't wait, there's nothing in case."

The bitter mandarin duck.

These words suddenly popped out of Jiang Rao's mind.

It's so hard to see each other.

However, in this marriage, they each had their own desires.

The snow falling on her eyebrows will soon turn into water, Rong Ting sighed in his hand and gently wiped the snowflakes off her face.

Jiang Rao was a little itchy from his rough fingers, and she smiled weakly.

He followed with a smile, "Why are you so happy?"

"Because I saw you." He made her feel more at ease than everyone else.

As soon as she said it casually, his eyes darkened, but he quickly laughed secretly as if he was laughing at himself.

When he dropped his arm, the slight pain that came from made Rong Ting's teeth tense slightly.

The arm under the jacket was wrapped with several white cloths, which had been stained with blood. The outermost clothes were black as night, and even if they were stained with blood, they could not be seen. His breathing was a little heavy, and his face was still the same.

In the winter, there are agricultural tasks, and the bureaucracy is also free. Today in the Ministry of Works, my colleagues are doing nothing, discussing the incident of the burglars in Ning'an's house, and each and everyone is guessing what will happen to the person whose right arm is injured. Rong Ting listens and mentions their words. the same way to avoid.

He still uses his right hand to catch objects and write with his right hand.

No one saw any difference between him and usual, and no one would associate a thief who broke into someone else's mansion at night with a disabled man in a wheelchair.

"The thief who entered my study yesterday was actually a magpie who came to give me snacks, right?"

Rong Ting nodded slowly.

"Then you are here

Wait for me. "Jiang Rao left in a hurry. After nearly two minutes, he came back in a hurry, but there was a prescription in his hand." This is the prescription I asked for the imperial doctor. Don't let the magpie go to the hospital by himself, there are people waiting to catch him. "

Rong Ting lowered his head and seemed a little unhappy.

Although he was the one who broke into Ning Anbo Mansion at night.

But in her heart, that person is a magpie, and the injured person is also a magpie.

Her medicine, care and compassion are all for Wu Que.

I'm really upset.

Why can't he just pity him.

He slowly stretched out his left hand and took the medicine bag from Jiang Rao's hand.

Outside the palace gate, Wu Que was waiting outside the carriage. When the figures of Rong Ting and Huai Qing appeared at the palace gate, he hurriedly greeted them, "His Royal Highness."

Rong Ting glanced at him, sullen.

Wu Que subconsciously felt that he had done something wrong, and after thinking about it carefully, he did nothing wrong.

He was puzzled by the coldness that flashed in Rong Ting's phoenix eyes just now.

I went to ask Huaiqing, Huaiqing glanced at Wu Que suspiciously, and whispered: "Your Highness is in a good mood, you are wrong."

The magpie scratched his temples in confusion.

...

Jiang Rao walked back to Shuxiang Palace.

The snow on the palace road was deep and thick, and there was a man wearing a cloak with green calyx and plum blossoms and a purple bottom, waiting at the end of the long road.

The figure had been walking back and forth anxiously in place until she stopped when she saw her.

Then he walked towards her step by step, faster and faster.

It was specially waiting for her.

But she doesn't know her.

Jiang Rao was a little defensive subconsciously, and put her hand on the purse on her waist. When the figure walked in front of her, her phalanges were tensed.

The man stopped in front of her, and with a short body, he took off his cape and hat, revealing a pair of melancholy but decisive eyes, "Miss Jiang."

Jiang Rao saw her face clearly, and suddenly had an impression.

Although they have never dealt with each other, they have seen them from a distance at the banquet.

It was Chen Congyun.