"But I didn't think about it before. In exchange for a fiance, Master Liao actually calculated how many concubines?"

Jiang Rao frowned slightly, "Then some of my daughters for Lord Shu are not worth it."

Rong Ting lowered his eyes, the small mole under his eyes was covered with shadows, making it almost impossible to see.

He thought about what Jiang Rao had just said, and understood something. Suddenly, he hooked his lips into a faint smile, and his eyes became much brighter. It was like the sun shining through the gaps between the leaves and hitting a pool of cold water in the forest, bright and beautiful. .

He was in a good mood, so he changed Liao Qiubai's innocence, "Liao Qiubai is just a little bit naughty in words."

Jiang Rao felt a little more comfortable, she was still curious about Liao Qiubai and Miss Shu's marriage, "Then he and Miss Shu..."

Rong Ting shook his head slightly, expressing that he did not know.

Jiang Rao was a little disappointed. The girl stopped him from talking on the street without any regard for face. If the marriage was not changed, Liao Qiubai probably didn't care about her. Even if Jiang Rao didn't recognize the girl from the Shu family, he still felt a little regretful.

"If there are any official's family members who need me to come and go, remember to let me know in advance."

As she spoke, she tapped her fingers on the table habitually, almost exactly the same as her small movements when she was working on a small abacus. Under her slightly drooping eyelids, her eyes were full of unpleasant thoughts and small calculations.

She knew that the place where she could help him was nothing more than trivial matters. Whether she could convince capable people of lofty ideals for his use depended on his ability, and she went to manage the relationship with the wives of those people. , but only the icing on the cake.

It's just the icing on the cake, and it has to be well added.

She tapped on the table, her sleeve slid down, revealing a wrist.

Rong Ting suddenly got up, picked up Jiang Rao and walked into the house.

Jiang Rao was so frightened that she grabbed his neck tightly, and after a few bumps, she was let down.

When he saw the curtains on the bed, Jiang Rao felt alert and sat up immediately.

She sat up with her legs crossed, stretched out her hand quite presciently, grabbed the front of her shirt tightly, and said in a serious tone to the person beside the bed, "In the daytime, you can't make fun of yourself."

With his back to her, Rong Ting was rummaging in the drawer, took out a small porcelain bottle, and walked back to Jiang Rao.

He looked down at Jiang Rao condescendingly, looked at her guarded face, squatted down halfway, leveled his eyes with her, shook the white porcelain bottle in his hand, and said, "Help you get the medicine."

He has a soft voice

She smiled a little, until Jiang Rao just wanted to bury her head in the pillow, and after being embarrassed for a long time, she slowly curled up her fingers holding her collar.

How could she think so much...

It's all to blame today's Huli looking at the red mark on her wrist and saying that he doesn't know the importance, she always thinks about it, and misunderstands that he will be ignorant again.

Rong Ting grabbed Jiang Rao's wrist, the little girl's wrist was thin, and it was eye-catching in the dim light, and the mark he grabbed was particularly obvious.

After he applied the medicine, he put his finger on her wrist and rubbed it a few times. Although there was a little guilt in his eyes, he was more satisfied.

These traces were all left by him. Just thinking about this, his breathing became a little heavy, his fingers moved up, and Jiang Rao suddenly held it.

Jiang Rao obediently asked Rong Ting to apply medicine to her, but she kept staring at him, watching his eyes gradually become evil, her heart was alarming again, and she quickly took his hand, although he promised her not to. He was messing around in the daytime, but he always had a way to hook her up and say yes first. Jiang Rao was afraid of his provocation and also afraid of his weak will, so he grabbed Rong Ting's hand and said, "No more."

Rong Ting's fingers were grasped by her warm little hands, and his movements paused for a while. He raised his eyes and looked at her, "Don't you have to use medicine elsewhere?"

Jiang Rao blushed and couldn't say anything. As soon as she thought about the imprints on her body, her face became hot and she didn't speak, but she shook her head with a firm attitude.

Rong Ting retracted his hand and put the porcelain bottle back in the drawer.

He returned to the bed, took off his boots, and lay down on the bed, holding Jiang Rao in his arms, resting his chin on Jiang Rao's hair, and his body gradually relaxed.

He just closed his eyes, but his mood was more stable than the previous nights when he slept alone.

No matter who he sees, his mind is full of calculations and precautions. He can only put it aside for a short while in front of her. He holds the little girl in his arms wholeheartedly, and his eyes are much calmer.

Jiang Rao was hugged by him, listening to his heartbeat, she knew the answer in her heart and would not ask him whether he would take a concubine or not, but there was one thing that had always puzzled her, but she was hooked by what Hu Li asked. mind.

——He won't let others touch it, so why did she do it from the beginning?

Jiang Rao wanted to know what was going on, so she cleared her throat and asked, "Did we meet before I was thirteen years old?"

Rong Ting's body was slightly tense, and his voice was hoarse. He didn't even look at her looking up at him, and said, "No."

Jiang Rao frowned slightly, completely thinking about it.

What the hell is going on here.

I just thought that he had such a problem because of a weird temper, but now look at it, but heart is very at ease. Jiang Rao stretched out his hand and played with Rong Ting's hair, just looking at his face, his eyes filled with joy.

A beauty is really a beauty, even if he doesn't do anything, it's pleasing to the eye, she sighed, "I thought we met when we were kids."

Rong Ting's eyes narrowed slightly.

Jiang Rao's eyes swept across the scar on the back of his neck inadvertently, her movements suddenly stopped, she looked at it, the corners of her eyes were a little red, she followed the words just now, and asked in a low voice, "When did you get hurt? "

The scar was long and had the shape left after being beaten by the thorns. At first glance, it was the wound left by the punishment.

"As a child, I was punished."

He briefly said a few words and said no more.

Those experiences in his childhood, he did not want to mention them in front of her.

The queen said that he was naughty. She knew that Hou always looked like his reputation had been humiliated, and was angry for him, but he knew that he was indeed.

Food must be stolen and robbed in order to satisfy one’s stomach, and books to be read and studied must be stolen from the library in order to seek knowledge.

He also wanted to act according to the morals of Confucianism, but if that was the case, he would not be able to live.

What rolled out of the gutter was covered in dirty mud and could never be washed clean in this life. She doesn't have to know, she just needs to know that he is the bright and clean appearance she likes.

Jiang Rao curled her fingers in distress and stretched out her hand to touch it. At night, when she hugged him, she could always touch the unevenness on his sweaty back, but she had never seen it during the day. Just as he was about to open his clothes and take a look, the maid who went to the pantry to get bird's nest came back at this time, and seeing that there was no one in the yard, she knocked on the door of the inner room lightly.

Jiang Rao quickly retracted his fingers, Rong Ting got up to open the door, Jiang Rao glanced at him, his eyes narrowed, suddenly stretched out his hand, and pressed him back to the couch.

Although her movements were interrupted by the maid just now, she undid the top button of his collar instead.

The chest is slightly naked and the hair on the temples is messy. It doesn't matter what he looks like, but with his face, it's a little unclear... She doesn't want others to see him like this.

Jiang Rao went to pick up the bird's nest soup sent by the maid. Longan was added to the bird's nest soup, and it was steaming hot. Jiang Rao stirred it gently with a spoon, recalling the sudden and intricate scar in the knife mark on his shoulder. It was the knife wound and the scar left by the thorn whipping, she could recognize it, but that one was not good, two short red bruises fell on his shoulder side by side, very eye-catching, Jiang Rao finally failed to change it. Suppressing his curiosity, he glanced at Rong Ting again, pointed to the wound on his shoulder and asked, "Where did your injury come from?"

"You bit."

Jiang Rao was stunned for a moment.

With her dazed look on her face, Rong Ting's eyes slowly showed a faint smile that was almost untraceable, and his tone was still calm and unhurried, "Nian Nian was about to faint at that time, I don't remember the truth. normal."

Jiang Rao: "..."

She knows what time it is!

She shouldn't have asked!

Jiang Rao's fingers gripping the spoon tightened, the blush on her cheeks almost dyed both ears, and there was an urge to slam the bowl of soup over his head.

Seeing that his tone was light and airy, his expression was light and airy, there was no joke or ambiguous in his tone, and he was only answering her question just now. He couldn't find a reason to settle with him at all, so he softly said "oh", but he couldn't say anything, but his hand holding the spoon was stiff, forgetting other actions.

Rong Ting accepted it when he saw it, he didn't dare to tease her too hard.

He used to hate sweets and sweetness, but after Jiang Rao handed over the bird's nest soup, he obediently drank the whole bowl.

...

study.

The eyeliner sent by the seventeenth prince stood by the wall and bowed his head for training.

The seventeenth prince's face was full of expression. Hearing the news that the eyeliner had just reported to him, he could hardly control the anger in his heart.

Although the scenery of Raogu Mountain is beautiful, it is sparsely populated. In addition, Rong Ting's new marriage must be neglected. The time and place are right. This is the easiest opportunity to get recently. If you can't get close to Rong Ting at this time, it will only become more and more difficult in the future. .

The eyeliner who came back lowered his head and answered honestly: "There is no chance to get close at all."

The seventeenth prince stood up suddenly and kicked him, "Useless thing."

Eyeliner knelt down and defended himself: "His Royal Highness King Qi is closely guarded, and I am afraid that flies can't fly past. I have tried everything I can, and I really can't find an opportunity to get close to him."

The seventeenth prince put his hands behind him and gradually clenched them into fists.

He suddenly sneered, "If it wasn't for his mother's eagerness to kill him and drive him to Huaizhou, how could he be so proud of himself. Ungrateful."

The military power and power in Rong Ting's hands were given by his mother.

Thinking of this, the face of the seventeenth prince became hideous, which was extremely difficult to accept.

It has been two days since Rong Ting returned from Raogu Mountain, and within half a month, he will return to the court.

If he was brought down before he returned to the court, the matter of the training of the dead by the grandfather would be completely concealed.

Otherwise, when Rong Ting is reinstated, everything will become tricky.

"Go and stare around his mansion. If there is any trouble, come back and report immediately."

Before Rong Ting returned to the court, he had to think of a way to deal with him.