Jiang Rao's ears were reddened by his calm attitude, she didn't know where to put her eyes, her slender fingers were stuck to his chest, her mind was confused.

It's because men's chests are so hard, or... is that just him?

In his words... don't want her to marry him, but she married him back.

She herself couldn't figure it out, she just thought he looked like a fairy.

And her scholar, who was bewitched by the goblin, was as weak as a piece of paper, and with the beauty of the world in front of her eyes, all her thoughts went to him, and she couldn't think of anything else in her mind.

The scene of falling asleep together... It's not that she never dreamed in her dream, but she always looked at herself more when she was dreaming, only to see herself in the dream reluctantly, never paying attention to what he was appearance.

Jiang Rao's hand was pulled and couldn't be pulled back. She raised her head and looked at Rong Ting's lazy and smiling face. Not long after she woke up, her mind was not sober, and her heart began to pound.

Since she couldn't hide, she simply retracted her face into the quilt, her vision was blocked by the quilt, and she could no longer see the pictures that made her blush and heartbeat, so she could hide her blushing face.

With a smile in his eyes, Rong Ting let go of his hand, and got up and settled down first.

Jiang Raohuan hid her face under the quilt. She bit her lip, wondering when her hand reached into his arms at night.

His fingers curled up and down, remembering what he had just touched, and his fingertips couldn't help but get hot.

She took a few breaths before finally getting out of the quilt.

Rong Ting had already dressed most of his clothes.

Jiang Rao glanced at the room twice, the door bolt was replaced on the door and did not move away, and there was no maid to wait in the room.

She remembered in her heart his habit of not wanting to be served in close quarters. Seeing that he changed it, she didn't say much, just got up and stayed in front of Rong Ting, tied the rope on his clothes for him, and fastened the buckle.

She had done this action thousands of times in her dreams, but now it was clumsy and unfamiliar. During the change, she made a wrong button. Rong Ting didn't say anything, just looked at her with a smile, and Jiang Rao saw him herself. The folds at the corners of the clothes were wrong, and she realized that she had buttoned the buttons in the wrong place, and hurriedly unbuttoned them again and buttoned them back.

After really tidying up his clothes, she blushed at her clumsiness and said, "I won't be like this in the future."

Rong Ting smiled and repeated the most pleasing word in her words, "Well, later."

When the maid came to dress up Jiang Rao, Rong Ting watched from the side, waited for her to get dressed, took her hand, had some breakfast, and entered the palace together to serve tea to Emperor Zhaowu.

If Empress Jiahe hadn't been imprisoned in the Splendid Palace, she should have been there.

But Emperor Zhaowu imprisoned her, but he never mentioned it. When the ban was lifted, don’t know Empress Jiahe, and other discerning people in the palace also saw it. Emperor Zhaowu wanted to find the empress to settle the account, not just poisoning the Qiang warriors. There must be a side.

Otherwise, for the crime of poisoning the warriors of the Qiang tribe, they would be banned for ten days, and the phoenix seal should be removed, and they should be released.

When serving tea, Jiang Rao saw Emperor Zhaowu coughing a few times from time to time, showing a look of old age, and looked at Emperor Zhaowu more deliberately.

There are some things want to say, but know not to say.

After all, she had passed her seventeenth birthday. In her dream, when the new emperor succeeded to the throne, she seemed to be in the peach and plum years.

So the current emperor...

She glanced at Rong Ting who was walking beside her. He had a faint smile on his face all day, and he seemed to be in a good mood, so she couldn't bear to say something depressing.

It's a pity that she never dreamed that Emperor Zhaowu would pass the throne to whom.

She only knew that as long as it wasn't the Seventeenth Prince or the Fourth Prince ascending the throne, no matter whether it was Rong Ting or her family, nothing would happen.

The tea was finished, and the Ning An Bo Mansion also went back to the door. The newlywed couple had a half-month vacation. The Ning An Bo Mansion had many properties in Jinling. Jiang Rao thought about it. The scenery in Zhuangzi's place should be good. In exchange for hot springs that can soak in soup, relax tendons and activate blood, it should be able to restore Rong Ting's body.

She asked the maid to pack her bags and planned to live there for a few days.

She felt that Rong Ting's life was monotonous. Even if she met her and returned to Jinling, it was either reading or socializing. She had never heard of his other preferences. Apart from socializing, he had never even been to a restaurant once. , at that time she wanted to intervene and let him learn to have some fun in his spare time, but because he didn't have a suitable identity, he didn't do it for a long time.

Now that she is his wife, she finally has a chance to intervene, and when her luggage is packed, she hops to the study to find him.

In the study, Rong Ting had just sent away the spy who came to report the news to him, his face was very cold, he heard the familiar footsteps, his eyes softened a little, he walked quickly and pushed open the door of the study, and saw that it was Jiang Rao coming. He smiled.

He was still obedient, and everything followed Jiang Rao's appearance. When she thought of Raogu Mountain, he followed without any complaints or opinions.

When the spy who came to report the matter was in Huaizhou, he had followed Rong Ting for a while, and had seen Rong Ting's merciless tricks to trick people's hearts, but now he saw that all his anger had turned into a circle in front of his petite new wife. Zhirou was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

...

Although Rong Ting was in Raogu Mountain, he did not relax his surveillance of Jinling.

Emperor Zhaowu's body is not getting better every day.

He had no feelings for his father, and when he thought that Emperor Zhaowu's body was gradually dying, he didn't even have any turbulence in his heart.

But it doesn't matter only people.

He was able to survive in the palace because he was hiding from guns and arrows every day, and barely survived, not because of his blessing.

Now the power in his hands is earned by himself, not by him.

If necessary, he can even send him a ride in advance for the throne.

The throne must fall into his hands.

Jiang Rao married him, and his life was put on his hands.

I used to want the throne because wanted revenge, and wanted to torture those who had trampled on him. Now want the throne because want to protect only people.

If the throne falls into the hands of others, with the way he is dealing with them now, if they really want to get the throne, they will definitely not be able to tolerate him.

Jiang Rao will definitely be implicated by him.

And he should keep her safe.

After reading the secret letter sent by the spies, Rong Ting used his inner strength to crush the paper in the palm of his hand. The sound of Jiang Rao's footsteps could be heard from the yard. When he opened the door, he saw her blushing and raised his hand excitedly. A small jar with soil in it, "Look what I dug up?"

The wine jar was stained with soil, her hands and face were covered, and her originally white face became dirty.

With a smile in his eyes, Rong Ting stretched out his hand to wipe the ashes off her face, "It's wine."

"It's a good wine." Jiang Rao patted the jar and said with reason: "The wine that my father hid so deeply must be a good wine."

Jiang Rao knew before that there was wine buried in the village in Raogu Mountain, but he never thought that he would dig it out for Rong Ting to drink.

She brought him here just to see what he likes, so that this person will find something to relieve his boredom when she can't accompany him.

But when she got to Raogu Mountain, she realized that it was not easy to find out what Rong Ting liked.

It's not easy to find out what he likes to eat.

At first, she didn't think so. During meals, she would try to put meat and vegetables into his bowl to see what he would move and not move. Later, she gradually discovered that as long as it was what she put in, he would eat it. It's not something he really likes to eat at all.

He listens to everything she says, but he doesn't seem to like anything.

Jiang Rao thought about digging for wine.

Not to mention her father, just her grandfather, grandfather, uncle and uncle, all of them like wine. Most men love wine. .

Rong Ting saw that Jiang Rao was determined to let him taste this wine, and declined, "I'm not good at drinking."

"I don't want him to drink more, but it's okay to have a drink."

"Then will you drink with me?"

Rong Ting narrowed his eyes, his phoenix eyes were dark, and he looked at Jiang Rao.

Although Jiang Rao doesn't drink much wine, she is not very afraid of the pungency of wine now, even because the wine she drank on her wedding night tasted good and had a good perception of wine.

She was about to nod, but Rong Ting shook his head, took the wine jar in Jiang Rao's hand, and knocked on it, as if thinking about something, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he said to Jiang Rao, "This wine should taste good. , but, you can't drink."

Jiang Rao raised her brows, "Why?"

It tastes good. Why can't she drink it?

"If you drink it, something will happen."

"Not even one bite?"

"No." Rong Ting said decisively, "I'll accept this wine, you don't want to try it again."

Jiang Rao had been digging for a long time, and finally didn't even know what the wine tasted like.

Originally, she didn't care that much, but the words that Rong Ting said made her feel like she was scratched, and she was eager to move about the jar of wine.

It's not enough to just take a sip, so it's okay to taste a little bit, right?

She wanted to take the wine back from Rong Ting's hands, but she was not tall enough to get it back several times on tiptoe, so she left with anger.

After thinking about how to steal the wine from Rong Ting all day, at night, he saw this jar of wine on the table in the bedroom.

Jiang Rao was surprised and surprised, and asked Ming Shao, "Where did this wine come from?"

"I don't know who put it in the yard. The servant saw it and brought it back to the house."

"Then Your Highness is back?"

"Not yet."

Jiang Rao stopped inquiring about the origin of this wine. He heard that Rong Ting was not there, and his eyes were smiling like a crescent moon in the sky. Waiting for Ming Shao to go out, he secretly opened the jar and planned to taste some.

I planned to be a little bit, but after taking a sip, was choked by the wine, and throat was sore when coughed.

She took a sip of wine and didn't plan to touch it again, Ming Shao

He came over and glanced at Jiang Rao, and saw her blushing strangely, "Isn't the girl drunk?"

Jiang Rao's voice was a little confused, she stretched her voice and said, "I'm not drunk..."

Ming Shao shook her head, "You must be drunk, that jar of wine smells so bad, most likely it is strong alcohol."

She propped up Jiang Rao, "His Royal Highness said, I will ask you to take a dip in the soup pool in a while, and the servant will take you there. You can warm up your body, maybe it will be more comfortable."

Jiang Rao was obediently taken by Ming Shao to the soup pool. She was half sober and half drunk. When she got to the soup pool, she saw Huaiqing who was guarding outside.

Seeing this, Ming Shao stopped, but Jiang Rao didn't think there was anything wrong. Although she was drunk, she looked obedient and asked Huaiqing, "Can I go in?"

After Jiang Rao walked in, Huaiqing pulled the stone door and exhaled.

Ming Shao spoke to him, "Your Highness is inside?"

Huai Qing nodded.

Jiang Rao stepped into the soup pool. She had been to this village several times when she was a child. She had soaked in the soup pool here. Although her memory was blurred, she could remember something vaguely. She walked along the memory and touched the water temperature along the edge of the pool. The conversion is appropriate, the clothes are undressed, and only a small coat is left to go into the water.

She only had her small head exposed on the water, lying on the edge of the pool, staring at the bubbles on the water, thinking about whether she was drunk or not, but she didn't realize that a person who was really not drunk would not think like this question. Even though she felt that her sip of wine just now didn't make her drunk, but just a little drunk, she looked like she was drunk now because of the heat, her whole body was pink, her eyes narrowed and her face was content.

A figure appeared in a trance in front of him. Jiang Rao thought it was Ming Shao.

The man's face was steamed with heat, immortal and lustful.