Thinking of this, Huai Qing couldn't help but take a step back.

Jiang Rao saw his hesitation and hesitation from his retreating footsteps.

Her smile disappeared from her face, and she frowned slightly at Huaiqing, "Do you think I won't be able to do the washing up?"

Huai Qing quickly shook his head, "It's just beginning of spring, and the weather is too cold."

"Especially the water from the well in this inn is so cold that it pierces people's bones. If the girl gets sick, the slaves can't bear such guilt." He sweated coldly on his head, and continued talking nonsense. I just wanted to dissuade Jiang Rao from helping Rong Ting to wash this shirt.

Although His Highness Ninth didn't have many clothes, he had to disguise his identity along the way. After all, he had more than a dozen clothes. How could Jiang Rao take a fancy to this one?

"Girl, after you wait..."

Jiang Rao heard his explanation, but smiled, "You have always been careful."

If she hadn't seen Huai Qing's clean heart, diligent work, and flexible mind, she wouldn't have left him with Rong Ting.

Huaiqing thought that Jiang Rao was willing to let him go, hugged her clothes, turned around in a hurry, and immediately walked to the backyard.

But he was stopped by Jiang Rao who walked around in front of him, "Hey, don't go yet."

Jiang Rao looked at Huaiqing's face even more ugly, and saw that Huaiqing did not want her to move her clothes.

Huaiqing just said that the water was cold, as if it was just an excuse, maybe he just thought that she would not wash clothes.

Jiang Rao was not annoyed. Her hands had never been washed before. It was normal for Huaiqing to look at her like this, just because she wanted this coat and Huaiqing refused to give it, her brows couldn't bear it. Zhu frowned, "I'm worried about the cold water, I'll ask the maid to boil some hot water. If it doesn't freeze, even if you're really sick, it's not your fault."

Seeing Jiang Rao frowning, Huaiqing misunderstood Jiang Rao's anger and panicked, "Girl...you..."

It was a sin not to do what His Highness had arranged, but it was a sin to make Jiang Rao unhappy. He could not help loosening his tightly clenched fingers. Ming Shao took the opportunity to take the clothes from Huaiqing. He came over and said to him with a smile: "Father-in-law is too cautious. Even if the girl doesn't know how to wash it, those of us who are girls will always know how to do it. You can rest assured."

Huai Qing sighed, not intending to snatch it back.

The change in his expression fell into Jiang Rao's eyes.

Even though Ming Shao brought the clothes, she was still looking at Huai Qing's expression, and seeing that he was willing, she took the clothes with a smile, "Thank you father-in-law."

Huaiqing frowned, watching the backs of Jiang Rao and Ming Shao walking away together, and tucked her hands into her sleeves uneasily.

At this point, he couldn't think of any excuses for a while. He just hoped that Jiang Rao would be more simple. Don't link Rong Ting and the two people on Changqian Street with their hands being abolished because of this dress. together.

But just thinking about it like this, his brows furrowed even deeper, and he suddenly thought of the petite figure who was able to run out of the study soberly after drinking the medicine on Xue Ye the year before last, and vaguely felt that Jiang Rao was not that easy to deceive.

In his heart, he regretted that he didn't come out at the right time, and turned to go to Wu Que to discuss the solution.

...

Jiang Rao held Rong Ting's coat, but did not immediately go to the well to wash.

She held the jacket in her arms, and went back to the inn room first, and asked Ming Shao to call the ruler to measure the waist, shoulders, and sleeves of the jacket.

She knew too little about him.

Want to know more and more.

Jiang Rao's footsteps toward the inn room became more and more brisk.

Ming Shao went to find the ruler. Jiang Rao was alone in the inn. She closed the wooden door, threw off her clothes, and spread it out on the table. She first measured the width of her shoulders with her hands. Her hands are small, but his shoulders are really wide, and she didn't finish the measurement after a few times. She put her hand on her shoulder to measure, and suddenly understood why she didn't feel pressure when she looked at him from a distance, but the pressure was pressed down. It feels so deep.

Jiang Rao held her cheeks and sighed.

She threw her pillow on this coat and smelled the smell of his body stained on the fabric, and suddenly thought, otherwise she'd better keep this coat for a few more days.

You can sleep well at night by holding him to sleep, maybe holding your clothes.

Jiang Rao suddenly raised her hand and rubbed the tip of her nose, frowned and slowly straightened up.

There was something wrong with the smell on his clothes.

It doesn't smell as clear as before, and it seems to be mixed with other flavors.

Jiang Rao frowned, Ming Shao came back with a ruler at this time, she was measuring the size of the clothes, Jiang Rao watched, and her eyes gradually swept to the hem of the clothes.

There are bits and pieces there, much darker than elsewhere.

Even the black clothes can be seen a bit deeper.

Jiang Rao squatted down and got closer, and she could see that the embroidery threads on the front of the clothes were covered by the dark color.

She sat back, dangling her feet, trying to take a look at the soles of her embroidered shoes.

Ming Shao looked back at her and laughed softly, "Girl what are you thinking about?"

"The hem of this shirt is so dirty, I'm worried it's me..." Jiang Rao swayed

Her feet, and suddenly dropped her feet back. She blushed. Ming Shao probably didn't know about being carried back by Rong Ting last night. She didn't have the face to talk to her personal maid, and coughed twice. "It's nothing, it's just that my feet are numb."

She was worried if the soles of her shoes were too dirty. When she was carried by Rong Ting last night, she kicked the mud up.

However, if the ash from the soles rubbed against the clothes, it would not dye all the embroidery threads on the clothes.

After Ming Shao finished measuring the size, she put away the ruler. Jiang Rao wrote down the size one by one on the paper, and went to the well to draw water and wash her clothes.

The water from the well was not as cold as Huai Qing said, but it was probably because the weather in early spring was not warm enough, and the water felt warm to the touch.

Jiang Rao was about to soak her clothes in the water, and her action surprised Ming Shao, "Girl, don't you really want to do it yourself?"

Jiang Rao looked up at Ming Shao with no magazines in her eyes, "When I was talking to Huai Qing, you were by my side."

Ming Shao became anxious, "The servant thought that you just wanted to let His Highness Ninth know that you helped him with the laundry, but this kind of work should be left to the maid, even if you are not in Jinling at the moment, and there is no maid who specializes in washing clothes, But isn't the servant here? You let the servant do it."

Jiang Rao's hand was already dipped in water, and she shook her head gently, "It's me."

She doesn't know how to embroider, and she can't go into the kitchen. There are only a few things she can do by herself.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade Jiang Rao, Ming Shao watched from the side, thinking that when Jiang Rao shouted that she was tired, she would replace her.

She was next to Jiang Rao, "Girl, why do you suddenly want to do this for His Highness Ninth?"

"Just want to do something normal girls would do."

Jiang Rao answered seriously, but instead made Ming Shao laugh, "Listen to the girl's tone, why does it seem like she has done something unusual?"

Jiang Rao didn't answer.

I was thinking, more than unusual.

And unorthodox.

She had never seen a second girl who could not hold back like her.

She bit her lower lip, soaked the jacket in her arms into the wooden basin, and was about to put the saponin in it, when she saw the dizzy color in the water, she stopped there.

Ming Shao exclaimed, "Is it blood?"

Jiang Rao stared blankly at the smudged blood in the basin, "No wonder I smelled blood on it when I was measuring the size."

She keenly recalled Huai Qing's sigh and he hesitated several times before saying in a low voice, "He seems to be hiding something from me."

Ming Shao is chasing after him

Ask, "Who?"

"Huaiqing."

"Girl." As if Cao Cao was coming, Huaiqing hurriedly rushed to Jiang Rao's side through the moon gate in the backyard, and Wu Que followed behind him.

Jiang Rao saw him coming, and stood up slowly. She put her hands behind her, and her expression was unhappy, "It's just right for you to come, I want to ask you something."

Huai Qing's heart skipped a beat, thinking that it was bad.

Jiang Rao asked in a deep voice, "Your Ninth Highness, that time I fell off the cliff and injured my leg. Is it not good at all?"

Huai Qing was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Rao, yesterday's clothes were black, and today's clothes are also black. Even if they are stained with blood, they can't be seen clearly. Could it be that they want to hide something?

Jiang Rao pointed to the wooden basin beside him, her voice trembling, "Look, how much blood has fallen from this shirt? He was so injured that I asked him to carry it on his back and wrapped him around all night. , I didn't let him get a good night's sleep, how could he do this?"

She blamed herself and felt wronged, and was anxious. She said everything in her heart. For a while, she was silent, and everyone looked at her.

Seeing that Huaiqing was stunned and not speaking, Jiang Rao became more and more anxious, "Tell me quickly, is his injury repaired?"

Huai Qing returned to her senses, and her eyes were dodged to the side. Jiang Rao looked at his dodging eyes, vaguely feeling that things might be as she guessed.

Huai Qing hurriedly chased after him, "Girl, girl, it's not like that."

Jiang Rao stopped.

Wu Que stepped forward and said on behalf of Huaiqing, "Girl, we are here to tell you that Huaiqing made a mistake."

He pointed to the wooden basin, "This one in your hand is not the one that His Highness Ninth wore yesterday. His Highness Ninth disguised himself all the way, and there are several pieces that are the same. This is the one he was injured before, and it was on the Huaizhou side. Wearing it, Your Highness asked Huaiqing to throw it away, it was Huaiqing who remembered it wrong."

Huai Qing repented and said, "This is the negligence of the servant. If the girl wants to punish the servant, the servant will suffer."

Jiang Rao's eyes were red with anxiety. Hearing them say this, she asked slowly, "Really?"

The two nodded.

Jiang Rao looked back at the water in the tub, her fingers curled up in fear, her reddish eyes deepened a little. So much blood, how serious the injury was at that time...

Wu Que coughed and glanced at Huai Qing, "What the four girls just said, the servants will never talk about it outside."

Huaiqing received Wu Que's hint, and then said: "You can rest assured, girl, Huaiqing will not forget what was said outside, and there will never be any rumors that should not be discussed about the girl."

I won't talk nonsense, what's worth talking about?

Jiang Rao turned her head and met Ming Shao's surprised eyes. Jiang Rao widened her eyes in confusion. Ming Shao trembled and asked, "Girl, what you said was true last night..."

last night?

Jiang Rao gradually recalled what she had just said when she was impatient.

haunted him all night,

Didn't let him get a good night's sleep.

Jiang Rao froze in place as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt and his soul had been taken away. He tried to speak several times, but no sound came out of his throat.When she finally came back a few souls, she wanted to explain it seriously, but she just glanced at it and didn't say anything. Several of them invariably made a gesture of lowering their heads and keeping silent, making her feel that even if she explained it, she was trying to hide it..

She covered her head and slowly squatted to the ground.

Done.

her face.