In the courtyard of Huanyi, a maid was beating the clothes by the well, and the voice was loud. Jiang Rao buried her head for a while, then stood up swayingly, and the words she said were like being overwhelmed by water. She glanced at Ming Shao and the others, no surprise, they still lowered their heads.

Jiang Rao: "..."

She glanced at the old clothes in the tub, and at a glance, the blood stains in the water became more and more dizzy, so she asked her to look away hastily, leaving the old clothes to Huaiqing to deal with, and went back to the inn room with Ming Shao. .

She persuaded herself that Huaiqing Wuque and the others were not people who talk nonsense, not to mention Ming Shao, since she was a child, she didn't know how many things she helped her hide.

Today's matter, only to make them misunderstood, not able to explain clearly, it's okay.

Jiang Rao looked back and saw that Ming Shao's face had changed as usual. She lost the feeling of surprise just now. She calmed down a little, and regarded this matter as the past. She heard Ming Shao muttering behind her, "No wonder now. I saw His Highness Ninth come out of the girl's room earlier." He hurriedly turned around and covered Ming Shao's mouth, "Don't mention this again."

Ming Shao had a criminal record of secretly telling her father about her, and Jiang Rao warned her, "Don't tell my father and mother."

Ming Shao hurriedly shook her head, and when Jiang Rao let go, she chased after her and said, "This servant is just thinking, should I find a doctor for the girl to have a pulse diagnosis, or we should go back to Jinling first, and go directly to the doctor in the house. Look, don't worry about the doctor going out and talking nonsense."

Jiang Rao felt that something was wrong the more she listened, and frowned, "What are you worried about?"

"I'm worried... I'm worried that the girl will have a body." Ming Shao said with some self-reproach, "I would have known that I would have called the nanny who knows these things to follow. The slave girl really doesn't know about this matter."

Jiang Rao: "..."

If she says that she doesn't know about this, can Ming Shao believe it?

Sure enough, such a thing as a rumor must be explained clearly when it first starts.

Otherwise, it will just roll like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger.

In the end, even the tongue-in-cheek can't explain it.

She rubbed her forehead and said to Ming Shao with a very headache: "I told you to forget about this, it's fine if you forget it, but don't worry about it anymore, I have my own discretion."

Ming Shao nodded and really forgot about it, but Jiang Rao herself couldn't forget it. When she saw Rong Ting again, just seeing him standing there, the back of her ears turned red unconsciously. He pulled the double bun on both sides of his head to hide the red at the tip of his ears.

night

After leaving the office, Rong Ting didn't need to go there any more, he stayed at the inn with Jiang Rao by his side, always feeling that he was out of breath, and was occupied by Ming Shao's nonsense.

She has always been very obedient. Even though she was a little unstable when she stayed by Rong Ting's side, she still followed him obediently when he beckoned and called her back to the inn room.

But she didn't close the door when she entered, intentionally letting Ming Shao see the innocence between her and Rong Ting, she was not as shameful as she thought!

Ming Shao looked at Jiang Rao's back and sighed. She quickly stepped forward, closed the door for Jiang Rao, and changed her mind twice.

Jiang Rao heard the sound of the door closing, her ears numb.

Rong Ting glanced at the door, with a smile in his eyes. Jiang Rao almost washed his clothes. He already knew from Huaiqing and Wu Que, and naturally he knew what Jiang Rao said at that time. But he wanted to hear what she said in front of him, so he blinked his eyes lazily, and asked in a coaxing tone: "I met Huai Qing on the road just now, and he didn't dare to look me in the eyes, maybe there is something to hide. following me?"

There was a hook in the lazy voice, hooking Jiang Rao to say something.

Jiang Rao avoided his half-smiling gaze, her fingers clasped together, she wouldn't tell him what happened in the daytime, even if she gave her a few more faces, it was too embarrassing.

She pursed her lips, shook her head and pretended not to know, and was afraid that he would blame Huaiqing, she clenched her fingers and said, "Perhaps you are wrong... Huaiqing is just timid, always serious in doing things, and nothing can go wrong. of……"

Rong Ting lowered his eyes and looked at her little gestures that wanted to hide. Hearing her compliment others, he was rarely angry, but instead laughed.

Jiang Rao walked to the table, picked up the yellowed parchment map on the table, turned the conversation, and asked what she wanted to ask most, "Since you already know who is behind the scenes, you plan to stay here instead. how long?"

She said, "I want to know when I can go back to Jinling."

Rong Ting heard what she didn't say, "How long will I stay, how long will you stay?"

Jiang Rao nodded.

Other than that, she didn't think of any other options.

Rong Ting looked at her.

During the half-day in the yamen, he wanted to interrogate the yamen who colluded with the innkeeper. Each of those people had their own minds, and each had his own little nines. .

The hostility that had accumulated like silt during the arraignment of the prisoner calmly dissipated the moment he saw her.

Sometimes he wanted to trap her in his arms, and sometimes he felt

It's good to take a look like this, and let your voice soften, "If you want to go back to Jinling, you can do it in three days."

The things that should be checked are almost done, and it should be time to return to Jinling.

Jiang Rao's eyes lit up, seeing that he had been looking at her, his eyes were like pools, and his eyes were dazzling.

She frowned.

Wouldn't he want her to go back to Jinling alone?

She put away the smile on her face, with a serious face, and discussed with him, "Can you please stop feeding me that medicine?"

After taking the medicine, he slept for a few days as soon as he fell asleep, as if he was dug away for a day and night, and every time he didn't say hello to her, he stunned her... If he continued like this, her first two Not annoyed one time, but again, I'm going to be really angry.

Rong Ting lowered his eyes and looked like he was wrong, his voice was hoarse, "No way."

Jiang Rao asked again: "Then you said you will go back in three days, maybe with me?"

Rong Ting was silent for a while, but did not answer.

Jiang Rao also knew in his heart that in the eyes of others, he was a dead person, and it would not be easy to hide his identity and let him go back to Jinling with her.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed his, "If you can't go back, I'll stay here for a few more days."

If he doesn't plan to go back to Jinling with her, but just ask her to go back first, she doesn't plan to go back first, it's fine to stay here for a few more days.

Afraid of being rejected, Jiang Rao didn't hesitate to throw dirty water on herself, "I'm not strict with my mouth. If you let me go back alone, maybe I'll reveal your whereabouts."

Rong Ting raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly. He spread out his fingers and drilled in along the gap between Jiang Rao's fingers, then clasped Jiang Rao's hand, "In three days, I will go back with you."

Jiang Rao was surprised, "Really?"

"I'm afraid that your mouth is not strict, so you have to follow you around and never leave." Rong Ting said with a faint smile, "But I have to change my identity."

His smiling eyes seemed to be able to nibble away people with tenderness, making the person who looked at his eyes almost drowned, "Nian Nian, let me serve you, okay?"

...

After discussing things with Rong Ting, Jiang Raohuan was a little dazed when he came out of the hotel room.

Ming Shao was lying on the railing waiting for Jiang Rao, when she heard the sound of the door of the room opening, she turned around, saw Jiang Rao coming out, and called out "girl".

Jiang Rao was brought back to her mind by Ming Shao's "girl", and she was angry and funny when she remembered the sound of the door falling after she entered.

She walked over, lightly pressed Ming Shao's forehead with her fingers, and said, "You are very discerning."

Ming Shao didn't hear anything in Jiang Rao's words, she just took it as a compliment to her for closing the door, and laughed awkwardly.

Jiang Rao glanced at her and said, "Follow me to count the entanglements that you brought."

Ming Shao chased after Jiang Rao, "Girl does this mean...?"

"It's time to go back to Jinling and discuss it with His Highness the Ninth Highness." Jiang Rao walked forward, paused for a step, and turned to look at Ming Shao, "When you go back, don't reveal what happened to him here."

The last time she asked Ming Shao, she was more cautious, but this time, she had discussed it with Rong Ting, Jiang Rao's tone was much more serious than last time, "If others have seen him, they will recognize him. Who is it, we have to seal it up. As if we were in Qiliu Town this time and didn't meet him, if we returned to Jinling, someone asked why we went back, and they said that I was afraid and timid because of the fire in the inn. Now, we will return to Jinling."

Ming Shao frowned, "Isn't this the idea of ​​the Ninth Highness?"

With that said, I'm afraid those who know Jiang Rao's going south will laugh at her for giving up halfway.

Jiang Rao shook her head, "It's my own idea."

It's just a show, she doesn't mind putting the reputation of being timid on herself.

Ming Shao breathed a sigh of relief, "It's better to change it like this, otherwise the slaves will really feel wronged for the girl."

Jiang Rao knew what she was worried about and laughed, "I can't see the wrong person."

Ming Shao pursed his lips, "This slave is not willing to let the girl suffer."

"Then the ninth highness wants to stay here?" Ming Shao asked.

"No." Jiang Rao shook his head, and just now Rong Ting told her in the room that he would pretend to be her entourage and follow him back to Jinling.

When she thought of the tone in which he talked about this just now, her face became a little warmer. He just said that he wanted to pretend to be her entourage. Got into captivity.

Color words head on, a knife.

Jiang Rao recited it again, and went to count the entanglement with Ming Shao.

The last time there was a fire in the inn, she didn't lose much. Jiang Rao sorted out some jewelry and planned to give it to the magistrate's wife before leaving.

In the afternoon when Rong Ting was away, she went out with her maid to inquire about it. Zuozhi County has a good reputation among the people and is honest and honest. Jiang Rao has always had a good impression of this kind of official who is popular with the people. Even with the love of Wu Jiwu, she had an intimacy with Mrs. Zuo, but now she likes it even more. She also put some jewelry that she likes a lot. Presented to Mrs.

If Zuo Zhixian can be promoted to Jinling in the future, maybe she can meet their family in exchange, and there is no dream, but Jiang Rao still has an inexplicable intuition in her heart.

Thinking of seeing Zuo Jixuan's little milk dumpling in exchange, Jiang Rao couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips. The next day, she went to the magistrate's mansion with a gift for Mrs. Zuo.

The weather was much better than yesterday, and it cleared up early.

Mrs. Zuo heard that Jiang Rao was going to leave after a few days, and insisted that Jiang Rao stay at her home for a few days.

Jiang Rao felt inconvenience at first, but glanced at the little dumpling who was hugging her calf and acting like a spoiled child for her to stay, and she lost any resistance, so she stayed in Zuo Mansion.

...

within the county government.

Zuo Zhixian accompanied Rong Ting out of the prison. Before he entered the cell and after he left the cell, he looked completely different.

When he stepped in, he looked as usual, but when he came out, his face was as pale as frost.

After arriving in the study, he instructed the servant to go down and make tea. He said to Rong Ting, "This official... I didn't take the fire in the inn as a big case."

Jiang Raosheng was beautiful, and even if he kept a low profile, he seemed to be much wealthier than ordinary people. Regardless of whether the innkeeper is looking for money or color, he can give an explanation.

Even if Rong Ting suddenly came out and said that he wanted to investigate the matter thoroughly, he would just regard it as this young man who was full of energy and wanted to find justice for his fiancée. Because of the Huaizhou battle, he had some respect for Rong Ting and was willing to Give Rong Ting a hand and investigate this simple case.

He had never thought about this simple case, and almost got him involved.

Although the innkeeper was for money, he was bought by someone. The person who bought him was sent by the governor. The governor and Zhizhou had a good personal relationship. Even if he wanted to investigate, Zhizhou could stop him. The yamen, the state governor, the governor, and the officials protect each other. He couldn't find a reason, and in the end, the only way out was to resign.

Zuo Zhixian opened the corner of his mouth and smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "It's because the lower official was negligent."

This kind of thing happened in Qiliu Town, if he handled it carelessly, his official hat would fall off. If it was his fault, he would admit that the official hat was taken off. It had nothing to do with him, just because he wanted to find the official hat. The scapegoat was found on his head?

He was not only palpitated and afraid, but even a little angry.

He has been a magistrate for more than ten years, and he has been suppressed all the time. If something like this happens, in exchange for someone else's scapegoating?

Diligent as an official, but in the end he made a fool of himself. This kind of thing can't be tolerated by anyone.

Rong Ting had a panoramic view of the changes in the magistrate's expression, and saw the lingering fears in his heart and the anger and resentment in his eyes. scared."

Zuo Zhixian looked at Rong Ting, and sighed deeply, "If His Highness the Ninth Highness was not here, Xiaguan would have been wronged."

He looked at Rong Ting and asked in a low voice, "With all the evidence and evidence, is your Highness going back to Jinling?"

Before Rong Ting could answer, there was a knocking sound from the door of the study. After entering, he whispered a few words to the magistrate. The magistrate raised his eyebrows and asked Rong Ting with a smile, "Miss Jiang wants to stay at the mansion. If you stay in the evening, you can also let the lower official entertain you a few times in the end to show the landlord's friendship."

Rong Ting raised his eyes slightly.

The magistrate explained, "Mrs. Fang Cai sent a message to me, Xuan'er pestered Miss Jiang and insisted that she stay."

Zuo Zhixian could think of his son's entanglement, and smiled guiltily, "Thanks to the girl for being soft-hearted."

Rong Ting raised his brows slightly, lowered his eyes, and smiled lightly, "She has always been like this."

The fingers holding the cup are slightly tight.

Zuo Zhixian frowned unconsciously.

He felt that Rong Ting's expression and talent seemed to have changed.

But as for what was different, he couldn't say it himself.

It just felt that even though he smiled, he looked a little cold.

Even if he is also a man, he can see that the young man in front of him is good-looking, with white skin and red lips, not the kind of white with thin skin and tender flesh, like high mountain snow, which makes people feel cold and difficult to approach at first glance. , the magistrate felt a little suspicious. When he invited Rong Ting to his mansion the day before, he didn't have the feeling at the moment.

Rong Ting took a sip of tea, looked up at Zuo Zhixian, and answered some of the words he just said, "I will leave for Beijing in three days. I won't break the letter with the adults, and I will give the adults an explanation."

"Tonight, I'm going to the mansion to harass for a while."

...

The troublemakers did not dare to go to the door of the magistrate's house. Jiang Rao stayed in the Zuofu, which was much cleaner than in the inn, and accompanied Zuo Jixuan to play behind the rockery.

What she said, Zuo Jixuan did what she did. She was so obedient and obedient that Jiang Rao was very useful. She held on to a small wooden stick and taught Zuo Jixuan to write his name.

Jiang Jinxing was invited to the Zuo Mansion together. He was too lazy to pay attention to Zuo Jixuan's young child. He had tender skin and a face like a peach. Like a girl, he could neither beat nor scold. Jiang Jinxing looked carefully. Two eyes, suddenly curious, "Is this really a boy?"

Jiang Rao nodded, Jiang Jinxing's eyes changed

A little suspicious, Jiang Rao said: "It's hard to tell whether a child at such an age is a boy or a girl, don't talk nonsense, let Mrs. Zuo hear it, and you will be kicked out."

Jiang Jinxing was trained and pouted. He looked down at the crooked "Ji" characters on the ground, his eyes were full of disgust, and he muttered, "This has been done several times, so stupid."

He didn't say a word, but Jiang Rao just watched his lips open and closed, and knew what this kid was saying, "When you are as old as him, it's not as good as him."

Jiang Jinxing snorted angrily, "Isn't it because I was born a few years earlier than me, I remember those embarrassing things when I was a child."

He leaned against the wall, stood with his arms folded, and taunted Jiang Rao, "If I was the one born early, you would be the one to be laughed at right now."

Jiang Rao was too lazy to care about him, so he taught Zuo Jixuan to write the character "left", and said to Zuo Jixuan, "Your handwriting is much better than that brother over there."

Zuo Jixuan grinned, his dark eyes moved to Jiang Jinxing, and he glanced at Jiang Jinxing, Jiang Jinxing pursed his lips in anger, and glared at Zuo Jixuan fiercely, regardless of what he wanted to let the child out of his age.

Zuo Jixuan smiled at Jiang Jinxing instead, making Jiang Jinxing annoyed, he turned his head and left the rockery.

Jiang Rao pulled Zuo Jixuan's little hand, looked at his younger brother's back, didn't know how to deal with his bad temper, sighed, and turned to ask Zuo Jixuan, "Brother just now, what do you think of him? Sample?"

Zuo Jixuan was full of milk and replied loudly, "It's beautiful!"

Jiang Rao shook his head, the child was indeed a child, and his vision was not good.

But Jiang Jin walked, Zuo Jixuan looked at his unfeeling back, aggrieved and wanted to cry.

Jiang Rao quickly picked up the child's face and coaxed, "He's bad."

The cheeks of a child are as soft as dough.

Jiang Jinxing didn't go very far, only to hear a crisp sound, then blushed, paused for a while, then got annoyed again, and quickened his pace.

Jiang Rao rubbed Zuo Jixuan's little face, which was extremely rare, and suddenly paused, looking at the child's small fan-like eyelashes, the same confusion as Jiang Jinxing was born in her heart.

The appearance of the child is too delicate, and when it grows, it will be more beautiful than the girl.

His voice seemed to be a little too soft when he spoke.

Really a girl?

She suddenly remembered Rong Ting's face, squinted her eyes, and felt that it was not right. She was born beautiful, not necessarily a girl.

She shook her head to drive the strange thought out of her mind, and as soon as the shaking of her head stopped, her wrist became cold, and someone took her hand off Zuo Jixuan's face.

Jiang Rao raised her head and saw Rong Ting's face.

He smiled mildly, "Staying in the Zuo Mansion today?"

Jiang Rao nodded.

"I'm with you." His smile was still gentle, and he didn't let go of Jiang Rao's wrist. He glanced at the ground, "Teaching him to write?"

Jiang Rao let out an "um", and Rong Ting laughed, "These words are probably too difficult for him."

Jiang Rao watched Rong Ting write two words horizontally, twoly and twoly on the ground, Zuo Jixuan said in a milky voice, "Ma'am."

Jiang Rao: "..."

She could never have imagined that the simpler words he said would be Mrs.

"Do you know what that means?"

Zuo Jixuan's head moved, not knowing whether to shake his head or nod.

Rong Ting pointed at Jiang Rao, "This is my wife."

He tilted his head and looked at Jiang Rao, then blinked at Jiang Rao.

Jiang Rao was about to speak, but his heart tickled at the wink.

Rong Ting smiled, looked back at Zuo Jixuan, narrowed his long eyes, his voice was a little dangerous, "Understood?"

Zuo Jixuan blinked, with an innocent look on his face, "I also have a wife."

Rong Ting also followed his movements, blinked his eyes, and said slowly: "Since you have a lady, you must obey the rules and don't hang out with other little girls."

Jiang Rao grabbed his sleeve, "You..."

She wanted to say that he was teaching the children, but after thinking about his words, she could not help but choked, turned to look at Zuo Jixuan, but she was a little curious, "Do you really have a wife?"

Zuo Jixuan wrinkled his nose and replied softly, "I will break off the marriage."

Jiang Rao was confused by Zuo Jixuan's words.

The little maid behind Zuo Jixuan explained: "When the young master was born, an eminent monk gave her a fortune-telling, saying that when she was fifteen years old, there would be a calamity, and she had to find a girl who matched the eight characters to make a marriage before she could escape. In the past. It is because of the young master that he has a marriage contract, but this marriage will not be possible in the future. The eminent monk said that when the young master's fifteenth birthday is over, the marriage will be called off."

Zuo Jixuan was sleepy and was carried down by the maid. Jiang Rao took a wooden stick and smeared the word "Mrs." on the ground, her ears were extremely red.

Why didn't she find out that he could compete with children so much?

The way he blinked just now was not much better than the innocent three-year-old child.

Rong Ting stood against the light with a smile in his eyes, looking at her with his hands behind her scribbling the two words he wrote on the ground, with no sign of repentance.

...

On the day of leaving, Zuo Jixuan followed Mrs. Zuo to the city gate to see Jiang Rao, his mouth was pouted and he wanted to cry, Jiang Rao's heart was broken, and her eyes were red.

Jiang Jinxing rode a horse and followed Jiang Rao's carriage, his face was extremely ugly, and asked another person on the red mane horse, "When will you marry my sister back?"

On the red-maned horse, Rong Ting was dressed in an inconspicuous gray cloth, and his hair was combed like an ordinary entourage. He wore a straw hat on his head and lowered his face to cover his face. When the caravan started, it would mingle with other followers, so as not to be noticed.

He looked at Zuo Jixuan's crying face leisurely, his eyes were comfortable, and he seemed to dislike Jiang Rao in his tone, and asked, "What?"

President Jiang Jin sighed, "It's so sad to cry every now and then."

Rong Ting's brows and eyes curled up with a little smile in his eyes, "I'll coax you."

...

On the same day, Splendid Palace.

"This is the fabric that has just been imported. It is made of snow silk, which is hard to find in the world. It takes three years for the embroidery lady to embroider a piece. This year, the emperor just ordered the empress to send it. The emperor treats empress with heart. Enough."

Queen Jiahe looked down at the fabric in front of her, she moved slowly, stroked her fingertips, the fabric at the bottom of her fingers was as delicate as water, and she gradually laughed, unavoidably proud.

Empress Jiahe asked the maid at the side, "Where is Shuxiang Palace?"

The palace maid laughed, "What can the person from Shuxiang Palace have? There were less than ten pieces of this material delivered, but the niangniang owns three of them, and the remaining seven, how can she have any share?"

"Yes." Queen Jiahe smiled sarcastically.

Over the past year, the emperor's love for her has increased unabated, and is condoned day by day. If she can find Qin Yun's handle at this moment, the emperor will only stand by her.

Even if there is no handle, it can be fabricated.

In this palace, which one is not the emperor's decision?As long as the emperor's heart is with her, she will pull out the thorn in Qin Yun's eyes that has been jumping in front of her for more than ten years, just to see when she feels this way.

Thinking of Qin Yun, she soon thought of Jiang Rao. The queen raised her hand from the cloth and asked her confidant, "What news is there from Qiliu in Ruixian County?"