Jiang Rao opened her eyes, blinked twice sourly, and became dumbfounded when she looked at the person who was holding her on the horse.

The heavy fall of her made the horses startled. The young man on the horse, dressed in dark black clothes, was frowning, tightening the reins to control the horse that was about to gallop. Jiang Rao followed the moonlight and along his jawline. Sweeping over to see his face clearly, his voice trembled, "Rong Ting."

Jiang Jinxing's noisy voice came out from the wall, which ruined the good atmosphere. He was so proud that his boots were up, and his hair seemed to be on fire against the fire behind him, and shouted at Jiang Rao, "I just said it's fine, Sister, don't believe it! Tears are in vain."

He rode on the top of the wall and yelled, one of them fell off the wall without noticing, one step later than Jiang Rao, his little body fell into the firewood, but it didn't hurt, but Jiang Jinxing compared his sister and someone picked it up, he didn't , Xiaozui pouted, a little unhappy, rubbed his buttocks and sat up.

A man in black came a step late, and his hand was hanging in the air to pick up someone. He went to Jiang Jinxing and asked him with concern, "Does the little prince hurt from falling?"

"This wall is so high, it's nothing." Jiang Jinxing wanted a lot of face, plus a little martial arts background, so that it wouldn't hurt too much, he quickly got up and glanced at the man in black, his eyes were very vigilant He narrowed slightly.

He remembered the flashing black shadow he had seen.

"This is my dark guard."

Immediately, Rong Ting spoke up.

After taming the slightly frightened horse, Rong Ting pulled the reins and turned the horse's head in one direction. The serene face was reflected by the firelight, and it was dark and bright, with no change in mood and anger, and the back of the hand pulling the reins showed blue veins. , seems to be holding back something.

Jiang Rao noticed that he had turned this direction, and hurriedly grabbed the front of his shirt. She heard the fire crackling behind her, and no matter how much she wanted to ask him, she would hold it back in her stomach, and said with great urgency: "Change inside. Someone, put out the fire, save people."

Rong Ting frowned slightly, and jumped off the horse with Jiang Rao in his arms.

He naturally knew that there was someone else inside, and he saw the blazing fire.

He just doesn't care about those irrelevant people.

"Fighting fires, saving people." As she said, he said to the dark guard beside him with a blank face.

"Find out the arsonist." When he said this, his eyes turned ruthless.

The location of this inn is a little remote, and it is far from the Ti River. It took some effort to bring water over, but fortunately, the fire was discovered in time, and the fire was extinguished in less than half an hour.

Even if it was put out in time, the fire was so fierce that the purlins and beams of several houses had been burned. Jiang Rao stood in the courtyard and watched, feeling shocked.

Sure enough, someone deliberately set the fire. The fires were in the kitchen on the first floor and the four piles of firewood that had been poured with oil in the corridor on the second floor. Every door and every window were locked. The drug in the meal, if she and her brother were not sober, they would have been burned alive here.

There were two stacks of firewood stacked in front of her room on the second floor. The fire was obviously aimed at her.

The officials from the government office arrived late, and helped the siblings to carry the people in each room to the courtyard. No one was injured. Jiang Jinxing went to wake up the town's Langzhong and invited him to come over and dispensed medicine. He poured refreshing soup for those who fainted, and when they woke up, they found a new inn to live in. After the matter was almost settled, he began to look for the one who had been scolded by his eighteenth generation ancestors. The innkeeper and shop assistant.

The two never showed their faces from beginning to end. It was obvious that the fire had nothing to do with them. Jiang Jinxing was afraid that they would run away by boat overnight and would not sleep, so they would go to the dock to check people in the middle of the night.

Jiang Rao stopped him, "Not only is there a problem with this inn, but we just got into the den of thieves for no reason. The previous ones told us that the inn was full and could not be accommodated. Maybe there is something wrong with it. If you want to find someone, Find those families too."

She hid her thoughts and didn't mention it. The officials from the government office had come too late. No matter how remote the inn was, it wasn't a wilderness. There would always be night patrols in the city at night.

But now the officials from the government office were helping them move the suitcases to the new inn. Jiang Rao was not suspicious and didn't say anything.

After listening to Jiang Rao's words, Jiang Jinxing nodded, and he just put out the fire, so his face was covered with ashes, and he didn't wipe it, but with a face of ashes, he rushed in together with the officials over there and Rong Ting's staff. night.

Jiang Jinxing rushed out, and Jiang Rao was not much better. She dressed neatly in the shortest time, and she still looked decent, but she didn't have Ming Shao to help her with her hair, and her bun would always loosen. Wearing a conical hat and draped hair, he can't see himself, so he should be Wan.

On the black brim of the cone hat and on her shoulders lay white ash charred sawdust.

Jiang Rao watched her brother's back disappear into the night, subconsciously a little worried.

But her brother's naturally reckless temperament,

If you don't find something to sharpen, I'm afraid you won't be able to sharpen your composure.

When Jiang Jinxing disappeared, she herself was still standing under the porch on the second floor of the new inn, without turning around.

She was fantasizing about finding Rong Ting.

But what she thought in her heart was that she had to drive a long way to Huaizhou, then go to the deep mountains and old forests, drill caves, cross rivers, and find every inch of land. As a result, he appeared directly in front of her so suddenly, on his body. In exchange for a living temperature and smell...

It's like when climbing a mountain without taking two steps, you find that the top of the mountain is under your feet.

I got what wanted, but the feeling in heart was like stepping on a cloud.

Not real, like a dream.

She took a deep breath and turned to open the door.

This is her room in the new inn.

When the door was opened, the man standing at the table turned around when he heard the movement.

On the table was the parchment map that Jiang Rao had looked at earlier.

Seeing her coming, Rong Ting put the parchment map back, his palms sweating slightly for a while.

Looking at Jiang Rao's expressionless face, he was worried for a while that she was angry. He didn't know how to explain the suspended animation to her. He didn't know what expression to put on his face. Come over, grab him by the collar and force him to bow his head toward her.

Rong Ting bent down, thinking that he might be beaten, his jaw hurt when his face was stretched out.

Jiang Rao's experience in kissing is pitiful, with no guidance and height difference, and he can't even find the position of his lips, so he bumped into this without thinking, and was knocked on her chin by his chin. It was a little painful, she fell back to her heels and fell to the ground, her lips were shriveled, and her little hand stretched out to pull Rong Ting's face again, as if to confirm whether he was real or not. It turned red and let go.

She put on the cone hat in her hand to cover her face, sat down on the armchair, lowered her head, stared at the toes of her embroidered shoes, determined not to look at his confusing face, "Explain."

Rong Ting touched his slightly aching chin, and couldn't tell whether she wanted to kiss or bite, so he slowly rubbed against her, speaking in a slow voice, "My father has already treated the Xu family. suspicious."

"Before I leave for Huaizhou."

Although Emperor Zhaowu was relieved to hand over the Six Palaces to Empress Jiahe, he could only allow Empress Jiahe's means to be limited to the palace walls. If he interfered in the government affairs of the court, no matter how decent Empress Jiahe behaved outside, he was in charge of Fengyin inside. How competent, once Emperor Zhaowu noticed her ambition, she became the only person who had to be removed in the eyes of Emperor Zhaowu.

The heart of the emperor is the most ruthless.

"My father had no intention of letting me go to Huaizhou. Later, Xi Zimo wrote a letter to force me to move forward. My father pushed the boat and allowed me to go, just to see what medicine was sold in Xi Zimo's gourd."

"Xi Zimo is a cautious person, and he rarely reveals his faults. He was entrusted by the queen and the father-in-law, and wanted to take my life. The incident of falling off the cliff is not a fraud."

He didn't want Jiang Rao to know that the suspended animation was his idea, and pushed all the means and scheming to Emperor Zhaowu, "Three days after I fell off the cliff, the people sent by the emperor found me, if I return to the court, Lingnan's military power is a matter of course and should be handed over to me. The father and the emperor were afraid that he would be frightened by the grass, and he was tempted to try to the end. The post of soldier is vacant, let's see if Xu Guozhang will be in a hurry to recommend his person."

Jiang Rao suddenly thought of the luncheon in the palace.

When the aloof emperor peeled lychees for his queen, his eyes were filled with tenderness and indulgence.

Although the queen was pointed out in public, she did not punish the queen in the end. When she came and left, she walked with the queen.

At that time, she looked at it, and even if she thought it was weird, she had to say that these two were like a rare pair of immortals.

Those connivance and tenderness are not sincere at all.

Just to kill.

No wonder she had to care how much she got pampered. My aunt never thought about putting her heart on this man for a moment.

"General Xi is really dead?"

"Yeah." Rong Ting nodded, his eyes were downcast, and he looked smooth and gentle. He didn't look like a person who had just come out of the battlefield, and he didn't have the slightest killing aura on his body.

He hid the fight with Xi Zimo tightly, without mentioning a word, even when he mentioned Xi Zimo, his face was sad and his tone was pitiful, "He fell off the cliff with me, he was dead, and met The beast, I happened to get caught on a branch and barely saved my life."

When he said the word "reluctance", he bit harder, in a sympathetic tone that seemed intentional or unintentional, raised his eyes and glanced at her.

It was actually him who encountered the beast.

Things without a human heart are always easier to deal with than those with a human heart.

The scene was too bloody, she wouldn't want to know.

He grabbed Jiang Rao's hand, and his slender fingertips rubbed against the back of her hand, like a silent temptation. Jiang Rao pulled her hand back, but she couldn't get it back, she could only let it go. He pulled and listened to what he said.

"My father will not let me go back to Beijing, nor let me reveal to anyone that I have changed my life. I have to listen to his words, or he will chop my head off."

"I have to save my head and come back to see you."

In the end, Rong Ting's fingers lightly rubbed Jiang Rao's hand a few times, his head was slightly raised, and he was suddenly dissatisfied. He reached out and took off the cone cap she was wearing.

After he dropped his hand, he rested his palms on the armrests of the armchair, and his tall figure covered her sitting in the chair. He approached her face and looked at her. His dark clothes made his face pale, and he was outside just now. Her side hair was messy and fluffy from the night wind, her demeanor and actions were pure and innocent, and her words were simple and direct, showing no scheming at all.

Jiang Rao's cone hat was taken off, her eyelids drooped, and she didn't look at his face.

Rong Ting's eyes were filled with shallow displeasure, and he grabbed Jiang Rao's hand and pressed it against his heart, "Nian Nian, I fell off a cliff at that time, and it hurt so much."

"I was in a coma for a few days before I woke up."

Jiang Rao lifted his eyelids to look at him, his eyes with anxiety and concern finally fell on him, Rong Ting was satisfied, the corners of his lips curled up, and he leaned his head on Jiang Rao's shoulder, "It's better now, no more. It hurts."

He let go of the hand on his heart, slowly lifted it up and put it on Jiang Rao's cheek, holding Jiang Rao's face, with long fingers and gentle movements, which actually blocked the opportunity for her to turn her face away, tough, She fixed her gaze firmly on his face, her eyes tender and pity, "Brother Jin said, are you crying? In exchange for a map on the table..."

"Are you going to Huaizhou to find me?"

His eyes lit up slightly, and Jiang Rao couldn't take his eyes away from his pretty face. She felt that she should be angry. She was kept in the dark, but she didn't seem to be alive. His anger, although he pouted his lips in a tangled manner, his face was no longer as cold as he had just walked in.

"Collect the corpse." She changed her anger. She wanted to run to Huaizhou twice, but she had to give up halfway both times, which made her somewhat doubt whether she was in conflict with this place in Huaizhou. She had a little temper, not to mention He said that the last time he was dazed and she sent her back to Jinling, the account was not calculated, his tone did not soften, and he couldn't turn his eyes away while holding his face, so he closed his eyes angrily.

Rong Ting laughed, his voice was light, "It's fine to collect the corpse."

"Anyway, you have already promised, even if it is a ghost marriage, you can only marry me."

His fingers tightened gently, his eyes clenched tightly

Looking at her, there were some young people in their voices who were not stingy, and their possessiveness was astonishingly strong.

Jiang Rao opened his eyes. She was confused for a while. Listening to what he said, since Emperor Zhaowu had become suspicious of Empress Jiahe to the point of forcing the Xu family to show a fox's tail, he would soon be able to escape the empress' shackles. Why should he be so stubborn in marriage? .

She was about to ask, but her voice was interrupted by a knock on the door, and someone outside reported, "There's something wrong at the ferry."

Rong Ting put the cone cap back on Jiang Rao's head before getting up to open the door.

The entourage who came to report said: "The second shopkeeper and the innkeeper were both arrested and brought back, but when the innkeeper was caught by the people from the government office, he jumped into the river and tried to escape... His water was not good, and he drowned in the water."

"Where's the shop boy?"

"The second shopkeeper was caught by the young prince, alive."

Rong Ting didn't smile, and pulled the corners of his lips, "The people in the yamen are not clean, so hurry up and catch people before them."

The person who replied to the report left again. Jiang Rao saw that Rong Ting was about to close the door. She walked to the door and put her fingers on his arm, "Don't close the door."

She heard them talking about Jiang Jinxing, "I want to see Brother Jin."

Although she knew that someone was protecting Jiang Jinxing, but this kid made too many troubles before, she still had the unexplainable worry in her heart.

"Okay."

Jiang Rao was about to go out, but found that the person said yes, but did not actually open the door, but closed the door with force, blocking her on the door panel, "I'll teach you something first."

He pressed down on her cone cap with his fingertips, pushed it up, raised the cone cap to reveal her face, lowered his face and kissed her, and asked in a hurry, "I just wanted to kiss me just now. ,right?"

He watched with satisfaction as her thoughts were taken back from her brother, his thin lips twitched, he smiled faintly, let go of her, and opened the door, "My relatives should kiss like this."

Jiang Rao: "..."

If he could lend her an inch of his size, she wouldn't knock him on his chin, and she wouldn't be so humiliated at the moment.

"No." She denied it, blushing behind him.

Rong Ting ignored her words, walked back, and pulled her out with his fingers interlocked. Seeing Jiang Rao wanted to break free, he was serious, "No one here knows us, and the folk customs are more civilized than Jinling, no one would joke about holding hands on the street. The couple. If someone really asks, it would be good to say that we are already married."

Is this necessary?

Jiang Rao's head was numb, and she couldn't figure it out.

She was concerned about more important matters. She took the cone hat and wanted to put it on his head. Her tone was even a little anxious, "Can you show your face?"

Rong Ting grabbed her wrist and stopped her hand from clasping the cone cap on his head, "There are enough clues, enough for the father and the emperor to know the thoughts of the queen and the king, just wait for the Lingnan military power to be finalized. It's okay for me to show my face. ."

I am afraid that Empress Jiahe thought that Emperor Zhaowu had changed his mind, and his heart fell back on her.

Jiang Rao woke up a little, and blinked slowly at him.

She asked, "You've been following me?"

Then didn't tell her the news that he wasn't dead?

Just as Rong Ting was about to nod his head, he suddenly realized something, smiled apologetically, turned the conversation away, and lied: "Qiliu Town is an important town where land and water are connected. I happened to be waiting here. I saw your carriage during the day. I am afraid that you are afraid and dare not recognize each other."

His tone was normal, and his face was the same. Jiang Rao believed him without any doubts. When the two found Jiang Jinxing, Jiang Jinxing was tying up those who opened the inn, ready to fight them to tell the truth and ask them out. Who the hell is going to burn them.

Jiang Rao still felt that Jiang Jinxing's temper was too reckless, and frowned.

Rong Ting looked at her frowning appearance, released his hand, and said a few words to Jiang Jinxing in the past.

Jiang Rao watched Jiang Jinxing listen to Rong Ting's words, and immediately stopped the thought of hitting people, but obediently ran back to the inn to sleep, and was amazed, "He never listens to persuasion, you told him what?"

Rong Ting hooked her hand again.

Naturally, he wouldn't tell Jiang Rao that "it's more useful to raise your spirits, and it's more useful to hit people with your fists." He coughed twice and said, "Teach him if he can't do it, then don't hit people."

Jiang Rao also thought that was the truth, and nodded in agreement.

She glanced at the people who were caught, and swept her eyes around. She was not very good at the fact of interrogating people, and she was helpless. She remembered what Rong Ting said to the attendant, "There are unclean people in the yamen. ", suddenly regaining his strength, he asked Rong Ting, "There are people in the yamen who are really colluding with the thieves, should the inside and outside cooperate?"

At first, when she saw that there was no night watchman here, she felt a little weird, but she didn't think about it too much. Rong Ting felt the same way, and she began to take that weird feeling in her heart seriously.

Rong Ting nodded slightly, and his eyes swept indifferently at the shopkeepers of the shop and other inns who were caught, and said solemnly: "These are just scoundrels, and they don't necessarily know who the real ambassador is when they use money to do things."

"Find the inner ghost in the yamen to know who the murderer is."

Jiang Rao said, "Let's go to the dock."

Her fingers clenched slightly, "I want to go to the shopkeeper Drowning to see."

Rong Ting looked at her, "Are you really going?"

The places where people have died have always been avoided by people.

Jiang Rao bit her lip, she was really worried, but she wanted to know who was the one who harmed her.

The Ning An Bo Mansion has been built in Jinling for a hundred years, and even if the family reunites with others, it will not be without enemies.

When dealing with people, one should deal with friends. If there is a conflict of interest, there will be enemies. Ning An's House has a good momentum. No matter how correct it is, it will definitely obstruct the way of some people, and will naturally make enemies.

But if anyone had the ability to extend from Jinling to Qiliu Town, she really couldn't think of it.

"Go and see." Although her tone was not high, she was firm, "Otherwise I won't be able to sleep."

The people she brought were almost killed by her implication.

Having said that, her upper and lower eyelids were already inseparable, and she looked very tired.

She thought of looking over at the dock, and Rong Ting confirmed that she really wanted to go, so he didn't say anything more and took her there.

When they got to the dock and blew the river wind, their hair was messed up, and Jiang Rao was sobered up a lot.

The innkeeper drowned in the middle of the night. In this season, there were no crab catchers who came out to catch crabs at night. No one saw how he fell into the river, and no one saw how the Yamen caught them.

Rong Ting brought her to see with his own eyes, but Jiang Rao couldn't find anyone who could inquire about the news, and finally gave up.

Rong Ting looked at her tired eyes, "This method is useless, you should go back to the inn to sleep first, get enough energy, and think of a solution tomorrow."

Jiang Rao nodded, willing to go back to the inn to sleep.

She was sleepy and awake this night, her strength was completely lost, her feet were weak, her pace was very slow, she looked slack, as if she had lost two souls, looking at the distance between the horse and her, she couldn't help but feel a little worried .

The person who had been holding her hand stopped and squatted down in front of her, "Come up."

Jiang Rao was stunned for a moment, rubbed his darkened eyelids and looked at the figure squatting down in front of her, just as he was about to say "no", his hand had already wrapped her leg and carried her on his back.

Jiang Rao's heart was pounding, and he had firmly carried her on his back.

The shadows on the road were long lit by the moon.

Jiang Rao suddenly felt safe lying on his back.

In fact, when he appeared, she couldn't hold it anymore.

I don't want to hold on any longer, and pretend I'm in good spirits.

With someone she can rely on, she looks tired

Lying on the ground on his back, small hands hooked on his neck, flesh clinging to him, afraid that he would sweat and be tired.

If he was really sweating, she wouldn't let him carry it.

Fortunately not.

She once thought that his body would be very good, but she didn't expect to be stronger and stronger than she could think of.

She looked at the shadows of the two of them on the ground and watched it very quietly.

It's so strange, he still looks thin and tall. If she said that he was ill, she would believe it without any doubt. In which piece of meat is his strength hidden?

Being carried on his back made her sleepy and her head became heavier and heavier.

When people are sleepy, their bad temper can't be stopped.

What's more, Jiang Rao kept holding her breath.

The feeling that she was ready to suffer, but didn't take two steps and went straight to the top of the mountain, apart from being unreal, made her slightly annoyed.

Annoying that all the hard work was in vain.

But she was annoyed and had nowhere to go. She knew that he had his own considerations. Apart from scolding the dog emperor twice for placing his own son as a chess piece in Huaizhou, there was no way to vent.

Blocked panic, really blocked panic.

Her temper made her unreasonable to make trouble, and her anger was limited to pouring bitter water on the person behind her back.

"sleepy."

"I haven't slept well in days."

Seeing that he hadn't said a word, she was annoyed. Although it was a negotiable tone, her words were quite domineering, "You will pay me, will it work?"

Rong Ting laughed.

He just wanted to pamper her with her rare little temperament, just in front of him.

"What to pay?" His low voice with a smile seemed to be able to move gold and silver.

The little girl behind him was silent for a while, as if falling asleep, and he tilted his head and glanced back.

After a night of tossing, it was about to dawn.

The round moon in the sky became lighter and was hidden behind the clouds, and the ray of light came out slightly from the clouds, illuminating her face clean and white, her face was close to his back, her eyes were tightly closed, and her eyelashes were like Small brush.

He stopped, moved his hand back, her eyelashes didn't move, she didn't seem to wake up, he was about to turn his head, she opened her eyes with a "uh", her eyes were clear and bright .

It turned out not to be asleep.

He looked at her, and neither the moonlight nor the radiance could warm his eyes, but she could.

"Pay what?"

He asked again.

This time, she was silent and didn't speak, Rong Ting just thought she was thinking about what she wanted the most.

"Whatever you want, I'll find it for you."

He carried her on his back and continued to walk steadily forward.

"I want a snowman."

The little girl behind him finally made a sound, and Rong Ting stopped.

She thought he didn't hear it, her voice was particularly clear, and she said again in his ear, "The snowman I want you to make."

She had been looking forward to his return all winter.

Rong Ting reminded softly, "Every year, it's already spring."

In spring, here, how could he find snow immediately.

"I know." She was so sleepy that she was talking nonsense, and she couldn't bite the words very clearly, "I know wow."

At first she felt that he was weak, so weak that even a little girl with soft hands like hers could not compare to her. She was born so good-looking, but was sick and pitiful, but had a gloomy temperament. .

She didn't think about entanglement with him for too long. At first, she thought of atonement for her brother's recklessness and she ran away. Then she bumped into him, and wanted to wait until his leg was cured before slipping away, dragging along, The entanglement is getting deeper and deeper, and his bad temper has changed. Even if there are no things in the dream, she can't help but want to help him.

She originally thought that she would leave after he became famous and the marriage was useless, but now she doesn't want to.

When he came back, her heart was full of convenience.

"So, this time." Even though her mind was dizzy, the thought didn't change, she closed her eyes, dropped her little hand and hooked his fingers, and her voice softly came to his ear, "You want to accompany me to the winter."