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Chapter 170
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Only half an hour ago.
Liao Qiubai and Rong Ting walked out of the official residence together.
Outside the stables, Liao Qiubai stopped, "A person who can kill his own mother, has a vicious mind, and a very person can figure it out, but he may not be a good judge."
Rong Ting insisted on going his own way, just moving forward.
"If the trial is not good, the trial has to go on." He led the horse, turned on the horse, and tightened the reins. His voice was cold, "There are some things that I have to ask myself."
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Inside the prison, the light is dim.
The yamen took back the key and made a gesture of invitation very politely.
The prison door slowly opened, and Shen Xiuying gradually saw the figure and appearance of the man beside the yamen.
The hope in his eyes disappeared, replaced by trembling and fear.
Outside the prison, Rong Ting hadn't moved half a step, but inside the prison, Shen Xiuying was trembling with fear, and kept retreating until her back touched the wall.
She looked at the cranes and python patterns on Rong Ting's dark blue robe, and clearly knew his official rank and position.
I finally understood that my calculations were all in vain.
The King of Qi was Rong Ting.
When Jiang Rao married King Qi, she married Rong Ting.
She never had the chance to get close to them in the past life, nor could she destroy them in this life.
From beginning to end, what she did was to push herself on a more difficult path.
dead end.
Everything believed in collapsed on this day. Shen Xiuying's heart ached, she fell to the ground, and burst into tears.
But she wanted to live instead.
She raised her head and peeked at Rong Ting secretly.
This sight made her feel cold all over.
She looked at the sullen man in front of her, as if she saw the cold-blooded and ruthless emperor in her previous life again.
The eyes are like blades, cutting people's flesh and blood.
Thinking that the dead soul under his knife would soon be herself, Shen Xiuying's body trembled like chaff.
She shouldn't have the idea of โโplotting against him.
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Rong Ting took her every move into his eyes.
When he looked at others, he was always extra cautious and careful, and would not miss any subtle expressions or subtle movements that were difficult to detect.
See people in small places.
What happened back then, following the vine, he found Shen Xiuying.
Shen Er girl of Shen residence looks ordinary, but she has the ability to play tricks and trick the queen.
In the years when he first returned to Jinling from Yecheng, she did not know who to get his whereabouts, and often wandered in front of his eyes.
A daughter of a disgraceful background, the only one she can rely on is a faint-hearted biological father who spoils his concubine and destroys his wife, how can such a skill come from?
His fingertips pressed against the hilt of the sword on his waist, his eyes were cold, and he slowly opened his lips, "You have lived under the name Wei Wenhan for the past few years, and it should be the end."
He has always been the temperament to be repaid.
Shen Xiuying was wrong not to collude with the queen, but to want to use the queen's hand to frame Ning An Bo's house.
He always remembered that snowy night, when the heavy snow fell on Jiang Rao's body and stained her shoulders with white marks.
She walked down the street as if she had lost her soul.
Jiang Rao cared about too many people. Parents, younger brothers, aunts, grandfathers, and maidservants who had been waiting by her side for a long time, she remembered them all, and it bored him.
If one by one, her eyes would only follow him wholeheartedly.
that would be nice.
Only then did he know that it was not good.
If Jiang Rao is uncomfortable, he can't get better.
Shen Xiuying's eyes trembled, and without waiting for Rong Ting to say anything, she hurriedly kowtowed her head and said, "It's the little girl who is wrong, she shouldn't be confused by the queen, and doing things for her is a little girl who is fascinated."
She kowtowed, her brain buzzing with shock.
It kept ringing in her mind, alive, she wanted to be alive.
She lived an extra life and knew Rong Ting's fate and weakness.
"Don't kill me, the little girl will burn incense and pray for the princess every day in the future. The princess' temperament is pure and good, and she will definitely not want to see blood. You should discuss with her and forgive the little girl. The little girl is willing to be a slave and a maid to repay the king of Qi. Your Highness and the princess."
Rong Ting tapped on the hilt of the sword with his fingers, "Ning An Bo Mansion suffers, it is you who came up with the idea."
The lie was exposed, and Shen Qinying's face turned pale.
Even if he was a crippled man in his previous life, he was still able to be gracious and defying all opinions, and how could he be fooled so easily?
"Why are you so obsessed with framing Ning An's House?" Rong Ting's voice became even colder.
His only worry was that behind Shen Xiuying, there was a more venomous snake hiding behind him, giving her advice.
It's about Jiang Rao, so he can't be sloppy.
Shen Xiuying lowered her head, resisted stubbornly, and pretended to shed tears, sobbing: "Back then, the little girl was so pleased with His Highness Ninth, but His Highness Ninth never gave me a look..."
Rong Ting ran out of patience, looked away, and looked at the yamen beside him, "Bring the torture tool here."
Torture... He will torture her...
Shen Xiuying's pupils trembled, and it was difficult to show tenderness on her face.
Rong Ting's expression was always cold.
Seeing that there was no hope, Shen Qinying suddenly raised the corners of her lips.
she laughed wildly
Come, "Why do I want to harm Ning An Bo's house?"
"Jiang Rao, why is she doing so well?"
"She was also exiled by raiding her home, and she was also assigned a slave status. How can she be cared for by you and not suffer at all?"
Rong Ting frowned.
"That was your previous life. You liked her in your previous life, but unfortunately she would rather die than be with you. In the end, you would rather give up your 30th birthday to light the soul-inducing lamp, but you still can't ask for it. I stole that lamp. , I am the one who was reborn, hahahaha...!" She laughed until she coughed up blood, "Think you can really live with her for a long time? Stop dreaming, she only likes the docile and well-behaved you pretend to be, she won't like your real one. Like, never"
Shen Xiuying's voice stopped abruptly, she lowered her eyes in disbelief, and looked at the cold sword that penetrated his chest.
Rong Ting's eyes were scarlet, as if he had lost his mind, "You are talking nonsense!"
"She won't really like you." Shen Xiuying gradually lost her breath, "Never..."
Rong Ting pulled out the sword, and he stood there, holding a blood-splattered sword in his hand, his eyes were as deep as a pool, and the blood in his eyes did not retreat for a long time.
I'd rather die than be with him...
Unable to ask for a lifetime...
He doesn't believe it.
There is no past life, only this life.
He patted his face, suppressing the brutality and blood in his eyes.
He can't do this, Jiang Rao will be afraid. It doesn't matter if she doesn't like his original appearance, he can be obedient all his life.
He threw the long sword in his hand aside and stroked his forehead.
Without Shen Xiuying's sharp cry, the inside and outside of the cell became extraordinarily quiet.
Rong Ting raised his head suddenly and looked to the right.
Suddenly, he saw the person he least wanted to see here.
In the dim light of the cell, Jiang Rao was standing a few steps away, wearing a green calyx plum cape and holding a stove in her hand.
She was so good-looking, so that the light around her became warm and hazy, so that when he saw her, he felt that his life was good.
He recognized the heater, and she always remembered that his hands were cold. She wanted to hang it on him when it was hot in summer, but she didn't want to be close to him in winter. In both seasons, she found a heater and stuffed it into his hand.
He walked in a hurry this afternoon and forgot the hand warmer in the study.
He hurriedly looked at Jiang Rao's face carefully, trying to see all her tiny expressions.
Her eyes were calm, so calm... a bit cruel to him.
Unable to hold back, her heart trembled, her voice trembling, "Nian Nian."
"It's not what you see..."
"Why is Madam here?" The yamen who took the torture tool came back, met Jiang Rao outside, looked at Jiang Rao's unusual face, had an intuition, and hurriedly bowed respectfully, "You didn't know it earlier, The small ones should be cleaned up, such a dirty place, I'm afraid it will hurt your eyes."
Jiang Rao didn't speak.
The yamen was diligent and did not dare to give too much.
I only secretly planned to clean up in advance in the future. King Qi favored his wife, Jiang Rao really wanted to come, and they didn't dare to stop them, so they could only clean up the place silently.
"His Royal Highness, the torture tools are here..." The yamen swept his eyes into the cell, and the rest of the words were stuck in his throat.
It was just a back and forth effort, and the prisoners in the prison died.
The yamen's mind quickly turned, this matter spread to others, it must be regarded as causing trouble, but the power in Rong Ting's hands is not trivial, plus, with the various crimes committed by Shen Xiuying, Ling Chi's execution is not enough, let alone being killed by a sword.
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Rong Ting looked at Jiang Rao and did not dare to take a step forward.
He didn't know how much she had heard and seen.
His narrow eyes were still red.
It's just that the violence was born of anger, but at this moment it is full of haggard.
Obviously long and jade standing, but it looks like a mourning bone standing, sad and sad.
If she ran away, he didn't know what he would do.
She hurts him and doesn't feel good, but it's even worse if she leaves him.
If she dared to run away, if she dared to run away... the knuckles of the fist clenched by his side rattled, he didn't know what to do.
All the sounds and colors in Rong Ting's ears and eyes became weaker, and his fists were so clenched that pain penetrated into the crevices of the bones.
The little girl outside suddenly moved.
She bit her lower lip, and it took a long time of courage before she dared to walk into the blood-filled prison cell.
She touched the blue veins on the back of his hand with her fingers, her brows furrowed, and she said in a loud voice, "Second Lady Shen deceived the king by feigning death, murdered her biological mother, wasted lives, and was punished."
The yamen outside was stunned for a while, only to realize that Jiang Rao was talking to him, and quickly said "Okay", "I'll find someone to clean it up when I'm young."
"You heard it all." Rong Ting's voice was hoarse and his tone was affirmative. He stretched out his left hand tremblingly and grabbed her right wrist. The slender fingers tightened, and he squeezed them firmly, "You...Aren't you afraid?"
Jiang Rao hugged his waist and buried her face in his arms.
She didn't dare to look at everything around her, so she coaxed him softly first, "Don't be afraid."