I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

His voice is as deep as a string.

Jiang Lao was frightened by the meaning behind the word tablet, her eyes were hazy with tears, her eyes were misty, she looked up at him in a daze, her eyelashes were moist, and the water in Xing's eyes was pitiful. .

Rong Ming slowly released his fingers.

He really wanted to lock her up and lock her up in a place that only he knew, regardless of her wishes. He had thought about the ways that would make her never see others just looking at him.

But he was afraid of her crying.

He thought that if she shed tears, he would definitely feel distressed, but he didn't expect that if she only blushed, he would be a little panicked.

He put away his fangs, and in an instant he was pliable again, his long fingers loosened, and he slowly rubbed the red mark on her wrist.

The cocoon on the fingertips made Jiang Lao unable to ignore the touch of rubbing on his wrist. The gentler his movements, her heart was tingled, and the water mist in front of him rose heavier, like tears. It rained down, and she was crying hard, her voice trembling, "I will not marry someone else, nor will I marry a piece of wood."

After a pause, Rong Ming wiped away the tears on her face with his fingers, but smiled on her face, "You can stay in Jinling with peace of mind, and I will definitely be back."

But in his eyes, there was still the look of the time he had just spoken, the kind of deep and frightening seriousness, and his voice was low, "Even if it is a piece of wood, I don't want it."

His guarantee not only did not relieve Jiang Lao, but made her feel more uneasy. Looking at the tears from his fingertips, her tears suddenly realized how hard she was crying at the moment, biting her lip to stop her crying. After washing, the eyes were as red as a rabbit. She grabbed his wrist again and didn't tell him to wipe her tears. With tears on her cheeks, she choked and asked, "When are you leaving?"

"Two days later." Rong Chen's voice softened, and he was again in the pitiful appearance he often had in front of her, "Will you come and see me, every year?"

Jiang Lao pursed his lips and lowered his head, looking like he nodded, but if he nodded, his movements would be too light.

There were more sharp needles in her eyes.

...

As the sun sinks and the moon rises, the last light of the sun is absorbed by the night, and the ashes disappear like ashes, sinking into the night.

When Jiang Lao returned to Ning'an Bo's Mansion, Jiang Xingzhou was waiting for her at the shadow wall, her shadow being long by the moonlight.

Jiang Lao walked slowly, lowered her head, absent-minded, and didn't even realize that there was someone in the shadow wall. It wasn't until Jiang Xingzhou coughed out that she suddenly raised her eyes, startled, and then shouted "Father".

Jiang Xingzhou took the lantern from the little boy behind him, and walked slowly to Jiang Lao's side. He walked with big steps and walked beside his daughter, changing from one step to a half step.

Jiang Lao waited for him to talk to her, but he didn't say anything, letting the lantern light up Jiang Lao's road.

He didn't say anything, Jiang Lao couldn't help it anymore, "Father... don't you ask me, where did you go after you got out of my aunt?"

I can't keep it from happening, so it's better for her to talk about it first.

Jiang Xingzhou stopped for a while, and said nothing.

Behind Jiang Lao, Ming Shao, who knew the inside story, couldn't help coughing twice.

Jiang Lao didn't know anything, and he couldn't hold back any more.

At the moment, she was panicked in her heart, wondering what her father was thinking, so she went back to the yard to deal with it, "I went to see His Royal Highness Jiu, isn't Dad angry?"

"Why am I angry?" Jiang Xingzhou finally spoke, his tone sounded jokingly relaxed, "I see, maybe you will do something even more irritating to me in the future."

Jiang Lao was startled and looked away.

Jiang Xingzhou said briskly, "You don't get angry with me once or twice for this kind of thing, every time I get angry, how can I live long, your father?"

After he finished talking, he raised his eyebrows, and he was joking. Jiang Lao felt relieved, but smiled bitterly.

She doesn't have a joking mood, the feeling in her heart at this moment is an anxiety she has never experienced before.

Jiang Xingzhou saw that she was too sluggish, and his tone faded, "Is he aware that the Ninth Prince is going to be sent to Huaizhou?"

Jiang Lao didn't say a word, his eyelids changed to a faint red color, and he pressed his lower lip.

"Previously, I told you to marry the royal family. You didn't listen and insisted on marrying him. Look, have you suffered this time?"

Jiang Lao lowered his head, perhaps because he saw that his father didn't mean to blame her, or perhaps because he was so sad in his heart that he ignored it.

Jiang Xingzhou changed to add fuel to the fire, "If you had listened to me in the first place, how would you feel sad right now."

His cool tone of disgust and arrogance made people feel annoyed.

Jiang Lao was both annoyed and tired, stomping his feet, "Father, if you want to punish me, just punish me."

Why is there so much talk today?

This kind of blandishness spoken by the closest person is more piercing than the fastest knife.

"I have never regretted marrying him."

Sometimes she feels that she is very similar to her sister-in-law, and she has a very weak mind about love, and she prefers to think about what she wants.

If you want to get what you want, you have to pay what you should pay.

Her relationship seemed to help Rong Ming, but it actually helped her find the most comfortable position.

Speaking of wanting to find someone she likes, but she has met so many people since she was a child, and she has been tempted by anyone.

She didn't even know what it was like to be tempted.

"He was going to Huaizhou. The fault was that General Xi led his troops to stay there but did not act. He was slow to rebel, and suppressed the disaster without reporting it, causing the people to suffer. The fault was that the Queen wanted to take General Xi’s hand to take his life. , It's not my fault."

After she finished cursing, she remembered to curse another person again, fearing that someone would put the hat of "great disrespect" on again. After looking at no one around, the little girl lowered her head and whispered, "There is an emperor." , He doesn't care about the life and death of his own son."

Jiang Xingzhou smiled.

Jiang Lao didn't know what he was laughing at. He had said things like this when he saw her. He turned into a non-serious appearance, and stomped his feet weakly and annoyed, "Daddy, I'm really sad today, don't you Make fun of me again."

Jiang Xingzhou didn’t listen to her at all. There were faint wrinkles in the corners of her eyes. Jiang Lao was petite. Once she lowered her head, Jiang Xingzhou would have to tilt her head to see the expression on her face. "Look at my beautiful-born daughter. What's it like?"

Jiang Lao spoke out of his anger.

She was a little guilty at first, being so disturbed by him, her irritation prevailed.

Jiang Xingzhou finally stopped smiling.

"Know why I said just now, do you change more when you are angry with me in the future?"

He stood the lantern on the railing, let go of his hand, and took out a sheepskin roll from his sleeve, unfolded it under the flame of the lantern, and asked Jiang Lao to come over and take a look.

"Two hundred li away from Huaizhou, there is a peach field with almost no material contact with the outside. We went there when you were nine years old. Because of my paintings, Xian Cheng gave me the face and told us to live there. After a few days, I drank the wine from the county Cheng family there and owed him a painting. Now seven or eight years later, the county Cheng is replaced by the county Cheng. I owe him the painting..."

He paused, lowered his head, and said with some embarrassment: "Still owed."

"However, it's time to change it."

Jiang Lao looked at the sheepskin map under the candlelight and asked puzzledly, "Daddy, what does this mean?"

"I know your thoughts, you want to go to Huaizhou."

Jiang Xingzhou glanced sharply at her, Jiang Lao was stunned for a moment, and his eyes avoided again.

She never mentioned it in front of anyone...

"Why are you thinking

You haven't mentioned it in front of others, but I know it. "Jiang Xingzhou laughed again," I am your father. "

"Last time in prison, I figured out something."

I also want to make my children live carefree, while drawing the ground as a prison, using good excuses for them to add some rules to them, but to make them live in a restrained life by his side.

He was confused.

"Go," he said, "Go to Taoyuan, get closer to him, and then come back with him."

There were tears in Jiang Lao's eyes.

"Don't cry, I didn't talk about it just now, I was born the most beautiful daughter of the whole Da Zhao, it is really ugly to cry."

Jiang Xingzhou couldn't bear her tears, frowned, pretending to be disgusted, "Don't you think that I have made a lot of sacrifices for you, I think I don't agree, you have to go back to Ren Fuqing for medicine. , And ran out without saying a word and taking care of his own accord."

The old account was turned over, and Jiang Lao stopped his tears in embarrassment.

"Tell me, if I didn't come to you, would I just want to sneak out?" Jiang Xingzhou asked her.

Jiang Lao shook his head subconsciously, shook his head and slowed down again, admitting, "Daddy is just worried about my safety, but I think...I can be cautious and there will be no accidents."

"If you think something is wrong, it will be me and your mother who will be sad by that time." Jiang Xingzhou said, "You have to promise me, at most you can only go to Taoyuan, and you are not allowed to go south. I'm afraid you will get the disease. ."

Jiang Lao nodded.

Her father agreed, but if she didn't agree, she would have to feel guilty for him and her mother instead.

There is one stone missing in her heart, but she is not totally relaxed.

She frowned and felt that Rong Ming might not tell her to follow.

Maybe, think of a way.

...

Two days later, before the convoy went out of the city, Rong Yu never got on the carriage. He looked at the boulevard paved with bluestone slabs and went to the end.

From the time when the sky was blue as rain, until the sun gradually became brighter, after waiting for more than half an hour, Jiang Lao was still not seen.

After Huaiqing had packed up his things, he came over with a humiliation, "His Royal Highness, it's all already packed, it's time to set off."

He glanced in the direction where Rong Ming was looking, thinking that he hadn't waited for Jiang Lao, and he felt weird in his heart, "His Royal Highness, the four girls may have delayed something."

Rong Ming retracted his gaze.

The secret guard came to report for the last time, saying that after she returned from him, she saw Jiang Xingzhou and cried very much.

It’s okay if you don’t come.

There are secret guards by her side, she can't get out

It's up.

But even if he persuaded himself this way, his expression was still unconcealed. After boarding the carriage, he leaned against the cold carriage wall and closed his eyes to rest.

The carriage bumped southward.

Less than a mile after he went out, Rong Chen suddenly opened his eyelids, his eyes cold.

Except for him, there was someone else in the car.

The dagger hidden weapons in the sleeves were moved to the fingertips. He stared at the structure of the carriage, only to realize that the carriage prepared by the Ministry of Internal Affairs was different from the carriage that was only in front of him. There was a wooden board erected in the corner of the left rear corner. He took a look with his gaze, and there was just enough to stop a thin person. Rong Ming touched the long sword behind him with his fingers, and didn't say much.

The cold light flashed, the board broke, and Rong Ming looked there with vicious eyes.

The little girl was curled up and hugged her knees, hiding inside quietly.