Her feet were not touching the ground, and the sudden height made her body jump backward uncontrollably, so that she quickly raised her hand and hooked his neck.

In fact, even if she didn't reach out, she wouldn't fall off. His arm was firmly attached to her back, holding her in his arms.

The cloak was covered with snow, and when it was close, snowflakes fell into her clothes, which made Jiang Rao shiver.

She caught his eyes while wrapping her arms around his neck.

The brows and eyes were shrouded in the night, the eyelashes were drooping and looked very dense and thick, the browbones were slightly closed, the expression was unclear, and the complexion was reflected by the snow and the moon, and it looked very cold.

In the cold weather, he sweated on his forehead, and his chest heaved, as if he had spent a lot of effort to get here.

Seeing her eyes clearly, she already knew who he was.

There was a clear medicinal smell that she was familiar with.

She opened her mouth, the word "nine" was not called out, and the back of her waist was empty, the force that was imprisoned behind her waist disappeared. He lifted her onto the horse's back with her waist.

He then got on his horse, unbuttoned the cloak, and wrapped the shivering little girl tightly.

Jiang Rao's sight was blocked by her clothes and she sat back with her forehead touching his chest.

The north wind was blowing wildly with snowflakes, and her body had become numb all the way. She didn't feel cold at first, but when she was wrapped in his warm cloak with the smell of medicine, she realized that her body was astonishingly cold.

It was cold from the inside out. After walking for nearly three hours in the wind and snow, it was so cold that could hardly breathe. suddenly felt the temperature in his arms, like a piece of firewood soaked in water suddenly thrown away. After entering the fire, not only was he not warmed, but the chill was transferred to him, and his upper and lower jaws kept shaking.

Jiang Rao retreated subconsciously, her head was squeezed tightly, no matter how cold she was, with his chest protecting her, the chill gradually dissipated.

Across a big cloak, the wind outside sounded small, the footsteps of people on the street and the rustling of snow also seemed to disappear in her ears, she seemed to hear a soft sound from the top of her head, "Come late. It took me a while to realize that there was an "I" in front of the sentence.

I'm late.

Jiang Rao's mind was stunned, and she didn't know why, but the tears that had been in her eyes for a whole day suddenly had the urge to flow down.

Rong Ting's movements were so fast that even though the pedestrians around heard the movements of the horses and stopped to look at them frequently, they couldn't even see their faces clearly.

Only a white horse with a red mane could ride Juechen and run westward.

The open window on the second floor of the inn was thrown up by the popularity, and the threshold was almost shattered.

The dark clouds blocked and moved away, the sky was full and the moon was bright, hanging high above all things.

Pedestrians changed houses one after another, Jiang Rao poked out his eyes.

On the street, a trader packed up the goods and walked west. The trader carried a bamboo pole on his shoulders and walked steadily forward. Suddenly, the basket on the left was covered with a cover and a boy with a general corner was exposed. The corner of his mouth raised, and he shouted. what.

Look at the mouth shape, like shouting daddy.

Jiang Raobei came from her heart and quickly closed her eyes.

The road gradually disappeared, and in Jinling City, only the night watchman walked on the snow-covered road.

...

At three o'clock in the evening, the drums stopped, and when the red-maned and white horse first appeared on the dirt road, Huai Qing glanced at the lantern and didn't think much about it.

When he retracted the lantern, he suddenly realized that the man on horseback was wearing the same cloak that His Highness Ninth wore this morning, and he raised the lantern again in astonishment.

The horse was neighing and stopped on the bluestone road in front of the mansion. Rong Ting tightened the reins with his palm and stopped the horse.

He took off his cloak and put it on the little girl on the white horse, wrapped her whole body, and carried her into the mansion.

For those who had to take a medicated bath last night, were in a wheelchair in the morning, and needed the company of a magpie to travel, would they come back at night with a broken leg? Can you ride a horse?

He thought that Wu Que and him didn't come back so late today, what happened...

Huai Qing was so frightened that he almost dropped the lantern in his hand, and when he saw that Rong Ting was holding another person in his arms, the lantern in his hand finally rolled to the ground.

Not only can you ride a horse, but you can rob people like a bandit?

He looked at the green satin and red lotus embroidered shoes of the two women that were exposed outside the cloak. He could only see that the uppers were made of good fabrics, and they were not ordinary girls. He was wondering if it was Jiang Rao, the person walking inside. As soon as his footsteps stopped, he looked back at him and said coldly, "Find someone to settle the horse and bring some hot water over here."

Huai Qing lowered his head and picked up the lantern.

Rong Ting's eyes just now had a bit of a vicious bandit that he wouldn't easily show in front of others, and it was extremely aggressive.

Huai Qing took the lamp and held the reins of the white horse, and glanced in the direction of Rong Ting again.

He was about to walk across the shadow wall, the shadow on the shadow wall was dragged by the moonlight for a long time, and the eyes looking down at the person in his arms showed a touch of tenderness.

Usually huddled in a wheelchair, looking frail and sickly

After taking off the cloak, the figure still looks a little thin, but it is unexpectedly tall and straight.

Every time Huai Qing glanced at it, he felt very strange. He stopped the other servants who stretched out their heads to find out something, and said viciously, "The ninth highness can stand up without his approval. Just go ahead, don't talk nonsense outside."

Not only him, Jiang Rao also felt unfamiliar.

Her bumpy journey was like a dream.

After walking around the shadow wall, she shouted like she woke up from a big dream: "Your legs... you put me down!"

Rong Ting continued to walk forward, as if he hadn't heard anything, not only did he not stop, but he walked a little more hastily than before. He went to Beishen Courtyard, hugged her and put her on his couch.

It was a habit he developed since he was a child that he did not dare to sleep deeply at night. Even in the middle of winter, there was only a thin quilt on the couch, and the bed was sturdy. He let his cloak rest under her hips before letting go of his hand holding her, and slowly opened the cloak.

Four eyes facing each other.

Rong Ting knelt before the couch with his knees half bent, looking up at her.

He searched all over Jinling City before he found her at the end of Qingyin Lane. She was walking in the snowy sky, her back looked thin, helpless, and powerless, as if she was about to kneel on the ground in the next step.

When he thought of that scene again, the savagery in his heart rose again, but he still hid it well for fear of scaring her.

He saw her looking down at his leg and was about to explain his leg injury when Jiang Rao got off the couch and walked out. Before she could go out two steps, her waist was tight and she was carried back to the couch. .

She didn't shed a single tear, but her eyes were so red that she was frightened like a bird, and the end of her speech trembled.

"You let me go." His fingertips pulled on his sleeve, as if he didn't want to let him go.

Rong Ting got closer to her and looked at her quietly.

He could see that she was in a bad mood at the moment, as if she was ill, but it was worse than being ill, her eyes seemed to have been emptied, there was no light at all, she lost her soul, and she was dumb, he asked in a low voice , "What are you afraid of?"

Jiang Rao bit her lip and looked down at his hand holding her ankle.

She didn't really want him to go, but what could she do by staying with him?

The disaster came too early, and it was even worse than in her dream, which was just exile, but this time it was the crime of beheading. When the identification of the painting is confirmed, her father was really beaten as a remnant of the party, wouldn't he also be dragged down along with him?

The foundation is still weak, how can it stand

Live this shaking?

"I want to go home." Jiang Rao thought about it and said stubbornly, "I want to go back."

Rong Ting didn't answer her, he just looked at her, his eyes seemed to have something to say.

When he went to look for her, the first thing he looked for was Wuyi Lane. At that time, Jiang Siye was brought back to the Metropolitan Court. The two-story yamen surrounded Wuyi Lane so much that there was no one in Ning Anbo's house. The young laborer was terrified, he packed his bags and wanted to escape, but he was stopped by the yamen.

Jiang Qinshi was not in the mansion either. If she went back at this time, not only would there be no one to take care of her, but she would be unable to escape.

"The time for night ban has come, you can't go out." He thought about whether he didn't tell the truth, and coaxed her, "Besides, the fourth master knows that you are here with me, and I met him, so he will be fine."

"I'm afraid I'll hurt you." When Jiang Rao spoke, her voice was snorted and her voice was hoarse. She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him, she shrank back, fearing that she would give him the calamity of her own. .

"I know everything about your father."

Jiang Rao looked up at him with trembling eyes, she was afraid that he would ask her if the painting was really painted by her father.

"I don't care if it's real or fake or fake, I'll investigate it to the end. If it's real... Then I'll find a way to make it fake." Rong Ting's eyes are sincere and beautiful, and his voice is gentle , but firmly grasped the fingers around her ankle, "I won't let anything happen to your house."

His fingertips were cold, and the pain in the place where her ankle was bruised suddenly became obvious. Jiang Rao's face turned pale, and she couldn't help shrinking her feet.

After hearing his words, she suddenly became calm in her heart, but there was a kind of self-deception in this calm that could not be ignored.

She really can't believe that he can really do it now.

"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?" Rong Ting glanced at her, and with a slight movement of his fingers, he pulled her foot back, rubbing the wound of her ankle with moderate force, "You have promised to marry her. I can only marry me. Even if you think you will drag me down now, or one day you will think I will drag you down, you promised me, you can't change it. "

His voice is soft and his eyes are soft, but the meaning in his words is very arrogant, "It's not that you want to throw me away, you can throw me away at will."

The streets were full of voices discussing the good and bad of her family.

But whether she is good or bad, it's all his.

His mother died on the day he was born, leaving him only a cold jade talisman, but he couldn't give birth to the slightest nostalgia wearing that jade talisman. He only carried it because it was valuable. Understand why she has such deep feelings for her parents and her brother, but he can learn to understand the love house and Wu hate the house and Wu, even if he will never understand.

Jiang Rao didn't speak, she bowed her head, her heart aching.

It was a long and torturous day, and the moment of stability with him was as illusory as a dream, but her throat was dry and she didn't even have the strength to speak.

Rong Ting calmed her down, got up and went outside, Jiang Rao followed suit, afraid that he would stop her and wait until he was out before going out. figure.

She looked along the lines of footprints on the snow, and suddenly remembered what she had noticed but completely forgot to ask.

How did his leg injury suddenly heal?