"Fortunately." Rong Ting lowered his eyes and smiled, "Fortunately, I have this appearance."

Hearing what Jiang Rao said, she only felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while, so she just shook her head subconsciously.

She was attracted by his appearance, and it was a bit against her heart for her to say that she was not attracted by his appearance because of his fierce and gorgeous skin.

But it's not right to promise, she likes him, and it's not just because of his appearance.

She tightened her brows and her voice became more eager, "There was an accident in my house before, you never escaped, why do you think I will escape?"

Rong Ting smiled lightly, "Since you want to stay, then stay."

"Recently, there are a lot of business affairs, and there are still official documents to be read in the study room. I'll go to the study room." There was a trace of weariness in his tone, and he raised his finger and touched Jiang Rao's cheek lightly, "Arranged for the father-in-law and mother-in-law to go to Jiangzhou, I think you are tired too. If you're tired, take a rest first."

Rong Ting left the study first, and the cool touch on Jiang Rao's cheeks disappeared. She followed his turn and turned her head, looking at the back of his departure in confusion.

She thought that he should be happy when she stayed.

Jiang Rao frowned, and suddenly chased after him, grabbing Rong Ting's sleeve.

"Rong Ting."

He was walking too fast, and she was afraid of not being able to drag his footsteps, so she called out his name.

Rong Ting stopped and looked back at her, his eyes were a little deeper. His name, just two words, is the only one in this world that she can call, it sounds better than love words. Jiang Rao grabbed his sleeve and said, "I stay here, it has nothing to do with your appearance."

"It has nothing to do with what you did for me."

Seeing that Rong Ting's smile subsided, she knew why he was unhappy. She sighed, her brows were still slightly frowned, and she said with a headache, "It's about you."

"It's only about you."

"I can still distinguish between gratitude and liking. If I change someone else, I won't like him, I won't marry him, and I won't stay." Jiang Rao shook the corner of Rong Ting's sleeves and looked up at him. "You just tell me if I stay, is it what you want."

Rong Ting lowered his eyes halfway and didn't speak for a long time, Jiang Rao laughed instead, and there was a slight smile in his voice, "I know, you want to say yes in your heart."

He had said it once, in a serious tone, not like a joke, she remembered.

Jiang Rao grabbed Rong Ting's left hand and held it firmly, "What you want, I can give you, I will give it to you."

Even though he was a little paranoid and stubborn compared to ordinary people, the hurting edge never really faced her, but instead stabbed him all over his body, Jiang Rao's tone lightened, and he sighed.

She herself is the most lazy to think about things, how come she likes a person who has more thoughts than words.

Rong Ting raised his hand and wiped his eyes, the corners of his eyes were a bit astringent, "Why don't I want to give you everything you want."

He lowered his tone, "My father is seriously ill, and the people from the Taiyuan Hospital have disclosed the news to me. I am afraid that the deadline will be reached within three months. After three months, either I will be in power or I will become a prisoner. The business of winning and losing is not something that can be done easily.”

Even if Jiang Rao guessed one or two, her heart was still shocked when she heard him talk about Emperor Zhaowu's physical condition.

No wonder he let her go to Jiangzhou, and let her parents go too.

There is an old person in Jiangzhou, more than a hundred miles away from the capital. If something happens to him in the capital, she can still protect herself.

It was almost the same as what she had guessed.

Jiang Rao: "I already guessed it."

"I want to keep my parents safe, and I want to accompany you. Staying in Jinling is what I want to do. You don't have to stop me. And..." Jiang Rao felt that her younger brother was such a fool. The Harrier's temperament is tricky, and only today did I realize how annoying his inconsistency is, "Don't pretend too much guessing in your heart, guessing and guessing... If you don't ask me, so what? Do you know if you guessed right?"

She stretched out her arms towards Rong Ting, and Rong Ting followed her movements, bent down gently, and hugged her.

Some people, even the sound of breathing can make you feel joy in your heart.

Jiang Rao said everything he wanted to say, and he listened to it. The stone in his heart fell and he laughed.

She raised her sleeves and pinched Rong Ting with a posture of reckoning after the autumn, "Anyway, this time, I let me choose by myself. Unlike before, I passed out the medicine directly, which saved me a day in vain."

Originally, Rong Ting rested his chin on Jiang Rao's shoulder, tilted his head to see how she was talking, and when she was about to turn over the old accounts, she turned her face and turned her eyes to the outside.

...

The maid of the Mao Shi sent the white porridge to the Jinxiu Palace, put down the food box, and left in a hurry. Queen Jiahe chased after him with a smile on his face, "Don't leave in a hurry, this palace wants to ask, how is the emperor's body?"

The palace maid's tone was not good, and she lowered her head, "How do slaves know about things that even the mother-in-law has no way of knowing?"

Empress Jiahe was still in a good voice, "Then Yuan'er from this palace...what's the news?"

The palace maid didn't even want to talk to her.

Empress Jiahe changed his face.

She flicked her sleeves and threw off the food boxes placed on several cases, and said with a stern face: "If you give a little arrogance, you can't tell who is the master and who is the slave?"

If you don't say it, you don't say it, yin and yang are weird, what's the matter?

She gritted her teeth and said, "Go and find King Qi, this palace is his mother-in-law."

"When did Ben Gong teach him the behavior of a villain who separates mother and son, go and find him!"

The two palace maids packed up the overturned food box, but ignored the scolding of Empress Jiahe.

After they went out, the palace maid who had just answered the Queen's words sighed at the figure of Queen Jiahe displayed on the window paper, "It's ridiculous, you are still the master."

She looked at another palace maid with contempt, "It wasn't her who killed Zhang Jieyu by herself and caused the separation of other people's mother and son, but now it's just karma, she can't stand it anymore, and she still misses the return of the seventeenth prince every day... The seventeenth prince , I'm afraid I won't be able to come back."

After listening to the conversation between the two little palace maids under the window, Jiahe Empress shuddered, and the bowl in her hand rolled to the ground.

The little palace maid who even came to deliver the meal knew that she had killed Rong Ting's biological mother back then, and the entire imperial city probably knew it.

Then her reputation...

The father can't save her, and the son can't count on it...

The palace maid left, and Empress Jia and Empress were in a daze, like bones, motionless.

Sitting all day long.

It was getting late.

The palace maid came to give the Queen Jiahe dinner, and the four-corner plate in her hand was the leftovers that had cooled down.

She dawdled and pushed open the creaking door.

The Splendid Palace, which was once splendid and luxurious with all its decorations, is now desolate and desolate, with falling dust and autumn wind becoming its only embellishment.

The little palace maid stepped in, but couldn't see the figure of Empress Jiahe.

She searched for a whole circle, but still no one was found, so she hurriedly ran out, "The maiden is gone."

The palace was in chaos all night.

When it was almost dawn, someone finally found Empress Jiahe who fell into a dry well in the cold palace.

There was also a dead bone that was salvaged together with Empress Jiahe. ——The old slave Ji Momo, who was with the Queen at the beginning.

The queen broke her legs, and spent the night with the bones of the person she wronged and killed. When she was brought up, she was dazed and in a trance, and kept saying that someone brought her there, seeing that no one believed her. Her words screamed like crazy, and the content of the shouting changed. She said that her Yuaner would ascend to the throne and inherit the throne, and she would be the queen mother or even the queen mother. No matter what others said, she would not listen. .

...

Jiang Rao only dreamed once in a dream that there was an old mama who was trusted by the queen. She had never seen it since she returned to Beijing. Mammy Ji's corpse was covered in cold thorns, and she wanted to know the cause of Mammy Ji's death. She tried to inquire a few times. It was difficult to find out what happened many years ago.

Rong Ting was too busy, so she didn't want to disturb him, so she didn't ask him.

Qin Yun was not surprised by this, "It is common for people to die in the palace, and most of them are murders. I said why the old lady next to the queen who was full of bad thoughts and very difficult to deal with would suddenly retire and return to her hometown, maybe It was because of bad work that the Queen was silenced."

Jiang Rao lowered her head and thought deeply, feeling that it did make some sense.

Qin Yun always looked outside the Shuxiang Palace, and Jiang Rao asked her, "Is it possible that you are remembering the saint?"

Qin Yun hooked up with a smile, "I just remembered my previous plans."

She whispered to Jiang Rao's ear, "When I first entered the palace, I felt very resentful towards the sage, and I was thinking, if one day he really likes me, it would be great, not because he likes him, but only when he is tempted, Let him know that I have no heart for him."

"But I'm thinking about the Qin family behind me, but I don't dare to tell myself that. I wanted to hide it from him for the rest of my life, but recently I wanted to find time to see him again."

Qin Yun tapped on the table, "Have you heard about that Zhang Jieyu? The empress killed her, the sage probably always knew, but he didn't know if it was for the sake of his one or two clear monarchs, or if he had other plans. I don't intend to punish him. He treats others so mercilessly, and I treat him mercilessly, which sounds like what I should do."

Jiang Rao only felt that this was a bad debt, she couldn't figure it out clearly, and she looked embarrassed. Qin Yun hurt her, touched her head, and said with a smile, "I think about it myself, you don't have to interfere."

Jiang Rao was thinking of something else in his heart.

If the last monarch to succeed is Rong Ting, there will be a way to get her aunt out of the palace.

There was an inexplicable intuition in her heart, which made her smile sweetly, "After this mess is over, my aunt will be able to live smoothly."

Qin Yun smiled bitterly, "That's good."

Ming Shao came in at this time, knocked on the door twice, and told Jiang Rao that he had to go back to the house.

Qin Yun smiled, "Every time you come to me, you girl is always diligent in urging you to go back to the house, and I don't know who entrusted you."

Ming Shao lowered her head, "Niang Niang is making fun of the slaves and servants. In the current situation, it is inconvenient for Madam to move around in the city, for fear of unexpected changes."

"Who said that?"

"His Royal Highness King Qi..."

Qin Yun smiled even more, "I'm afraid of things going wrong, so why don't you just live in my Shuxiang Palace?"

Ming Shao stammered, not knowing how to deal with it. Jiang Rao patted her on the shoulder and said to Qin Yun, "Auntie, don't joke again. In the past few months, everything has been serious."

Qin Yun waved his hand, "You go back first, I really can't keep you today, I have to find a way tonight, go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation and have a look, it's not a concern."

...

When the sedan car stopped at the palace gate, Jiang Rao saw that Rong Ting was waiting for her outside the palace gate.

Jiang Rao walked over, "I'm busy with business, why are you still free to pick me up?"

"You are also a big deal." Rong Ting hooked the carriage curtain with a silver hook and helped her up. Seeing her tilting her head and looking at him, as if to say something admonishing, he smiled lightly, "When you should be careful everywhere, , you can no longer blame me for being suspicious."

His first move made Jiang Rao speechless and got into the carriage.

Rong Ting came in later.

"If you really become an emperor in the future, is there a way to get my aunt out of the palace?"

Rong Ting pondered for a moment, then said, "It's not difficult."

He looked at her and squinted, "Why didn't you ask me... about the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard?"

Jiang Rao said, "You won't."

"I do not know either."

Before she liked him, she never thought of getting married.

Seeing him squinting at her, she squinted unconsciously, "Is it possible, you are asking me in advance if there are three palaces and six courtyards?"

Rong Ting laughed, "No."

Jiang Rao suddenly became a little interested, "What if the minister sent a letter to ask for a decree?"

Rong Ting tapped her forehead with his fingers, "If you can't decide such trivial matters by yourself, what's the benefit of the emperor's position on me."

Jiang Rao covered her forehead, but it didn't hurt, she just wanted to rub the place where he had knocked twice, "Then you have to ask me."

Rong Ting stopped talking.

He was afraid that she would easily push him to someone else's side.

Afraid that she has no intention of him, she can throw it away at any time.

In autumn and winter, it gets dark early, and soon the sky becomes dark as if you can't see the dawn.

Thinking about Rong Ting's tiredness these days, Jiang Rao asked the maid to heat up the hot water early, looked at the drip, calculated the time, and thought of looking for Rong Ting in the study, and happened to see him walking out of the study in a hurry.

Seeing her coming, Rong Ting said, "There is urgent news in the palace, so I need to enter the palace."

Jiang Rao nodded and stepped aside for half a step. Rong Ting took a few steps, then suddenly turned around and came back, hugged Jiang Rao, and said in her ear, "Nian Nian, wait for me to come back."

Jiang Rao was not flustered, but his words made her fluster. After waiting for an hour or two, she didn't see Rong Ting's return, and she couldn't sleep peacefully. She waited for the drum to sound. After dawn, she was accompanied by the guards of the maids.

Coincidentally, at the entrance of Wuyi Alley, he met Huaiqing who was rushing back.

Fang knew that at midnight last night, Emperor Zhaowu died.

Leaving a posthumous edict, the King of Qi was outstanding in battle, and he cultivated literary talents within himself.

At this time, Rong Ting was probably busy with the people from Qin Tianjian's burial and funeral arrangements.

Jiang Rao's heart that had been panicking all night finally calmed down.

She had worried that because she knew the past in her dream, the fate of both her and Rong Ting would change. In the dream, she suffered, but he finally held the real power. Since she can change her own destiny, maybe she will also change his. She was worried about the unknowns she couldn't see in her dreams, and the more she thought about it, the more flustered she felt.

Fortunately, her dreams brought good things.

Jiang Rao was unable to enter the palace, so she turned her feet to return to the palace.

She hadn't slept all night, she couldn't stand it, and when the sun was setting, she slept on the beauty's couch for a while.

When she woke up, the sky was full of stars, and Jiang Rao was sweating on her forehead. She hurriedly called a maid to ask, "Has Your Highness returned to the manor?"

The maid's attitude was even more respectful than before, "I came back half an hour ago, saw Madam sleeping, put a thin blanket on Madam, and went to the study."

Jiang Rao pulled off the fleece blanket covering her body and hurriedly went to the study. Seeing Rong Ting lying on the study table and taking a nap, she hurriedly lightened her pace.

Seeing the smile on his lips, Jiang Rao thought he was awake and was about to speak, but after taking a closer look, he realized that he was not.

It's just that the table looked a little cold, Jiang Rao raised Rong Ting's head and spread his hands over it.

Rong Ting was dreaming.

In my dream, spring is strong in March, the grass grows and warblers fly, and the scenery is beautiful everywhere.

The person he likes is standing in the place where the flowers are blooming, and she runs towards him.

The brilliant light fell all over her body, so that it was outrageous to see.

Suddenly awake.

He lowered his eyes, raised his eyes, raised his face, and looked at Jiang Rao.

Jiang Rao called him softly, "Rong Ting."

Rong Ting was still half awake, looking at Jiang Rao with half-squinted eyes, a faint tiredness in his low voice, "En."

He finally survived to the end and got the power he wanted. But even after seeing the edict and hearing the news that the queen hanged herself in the palace, it didn't stir the slightest joy.

Just boring.

It can't even compare to the dream that had her there just now.

Jiang Rao retracted her hand and asked with a faint smile, "I saw you smiling just now, what did you dream about?"

With a smile on his face, Rong Ting grabbed her hand back, leaned his head against it, looked at her and said, "Beautiful dream."

If it's about you.

All are beautiful dreams.

Is the dream.