I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

With a "click", the door bolt fell.

Jiang Lao's heart also jumped, and he lowered his head following the sudden sound, and saw Rong Ming's left hand retracted from behind.

After pressing down the door bolt, his hand moved to her waist.

She didn't react to anything, she was lifted into the air and picked up by him, and his arm slammed her twice, each of which made her vision higher than before.

After walking a few steps forward, he paused for a while, leaned forward, and put her on the table.

Just now when Rong Lu was talking with Jiang Lao, the leftovers and dishes on the table had been cleared by the shop's second person, and the entire table was wiped out. As soon as Jiang Lao was placed on the edge of the table, when he let go, her hand did not dare to loosen her. At this moment, her body was raised, two ends higher than usual, which made her feel a little uneasy, hooking Rong Tong. His neck, from time to time, looked down at the ground, for fear that he would fall.

Her body couldn't help but moved back. His cloak was taken off at some unknown time, and it was under her fart. When she moved, the flat black feather cloak immediately wrinkled.

She immediately stopped moving, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her head slightly lowered, and she looked at him with his hands on both sides of her body.

She was originally shorter than him. At this moment, she was sitting on the table in the restaurant, but her sight was a little higher than him. She could see the length of his eyelashes clearly when she lowered her head. Some dim light fell on his face in the room. It looks a little dazzling.

She focused on the stars in his eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"

This height made her feel very uneasy, always worried that she would hurt if she fell, but when she looked at him, Shui Xing's eyes were full of trust, as if she knew that she would not suffer any injuries with him. There was a little trust in his eyes, a little soft, clean to the extreme, his voice was soft and waxy, and he looked at him straight and defenselessly.

Her attitude will only make a cunning hunter intolerable.

But a good hunter has never lacked patience.

Rong Ming slowly approached her little by little, and the corners of his lips gradually curled up.

His face was close at hand, his low and solemn voice bit her ears, and he said unhurriedly: "Teach you how to not stand on tiptoe."

His tone was extraordinarily serious, so serious that it showed a bit of seriousness, but this tone seemed to be like a gu that could be planted in people's hearts, and it itched people's hearts.

The hand that had just turned over the file was changed to the fragrance of plants and ink on the slips. When she touched Jiang Lao's cheek, she could imagine how gentle and beautiful his slender fingers were when flipping the slips.

These gentle hands.

The action made at the moment has nothing to do with Sven.

He pressed the back of her head and kissed her suddenly.

The hand gradually moved down.

The big hands were on the table, although they didn't touch her, they seemed to construct a cage that bound her.

He prefers to do this, imprisoning her in front of his eyes, and can't go anywhere.

It was Jiang Lao who was bold enough to take the initiative. At this moment, he was wrapped in the clean and clear scent of his body. Instead, he was confused by the dear, and he felt that Rong Lao was a fascinating fairy.

...

Outside the elegant room.

Ming Shao, Yuer and Huaiqing waited in the corridor.

The squeak of the table leg in the private room rubbed against the ground made them raise their eyes at the same time. Taro was the youngest of the three, and he opened his mouth to ask what was going on. Ming Shao blinked and realized what was going on, and he hurriedly stopped Taro. , "The two masters are discussing things inside, and we are waiting outside in the carriage."

Huai Qing also said, "It's so good."

Yu'er frowned, wanting to know what's going on in Yajian, and looking inwardly, Ming Shao took her out and said, "The girl was going to Huaizhou, you didn't follow, there are some things you don't know. , Listen to me, just follow me."

She pushed Yuer downstairs, and she looked back, thinking that according to the arrangement of his wife, they will be Jiang Lao's dowry maids in the future. When Yuer went to work in Jiang Lao's yard, she was a girl. Those who stay by your side for a long time should be reminded to teach her something.

Otherwise, like today, I’m afraid that I’ll make jokes in the future. Ming Shao coughed and cleared his throat, and said to Yuer: “Don’t look at the girl who looks soft and weak. The things that came out, the teachings of female virtues and female commandments have nothing to do with our girl. In some things, girls will do evil, do you understand?"

Yuer nodded, seemingly understanding.

Jiang Laokong had a reputation for doing evil, and he sat there without daring to move, his ears getting redder and red.

At first, a few words popped up in her mind. What is the devil's height is one foot and the other is one foot high, and what she shouldn't say she has learned. Fly away.

There was still a creaking sound from the table.

...

When returning home, Jiang Lao's chin was tucked under the collar of the cloak, and half of his red face was hidden inside. It was half a time when she left the teahouse, and her breathing was a little messy.

To go to the shadow wall, then

Saw Jiang Jinxing's figure.

"Jinxing." Jiang Lao called to him. Jiang Jinxing stopped and looked back at Jiang Lao. After glanced up and down, the young boy frowned, "It's not hot now, you are so tightly wrapped... …"

His tone became cold, "Have you caught the cold again?"

Before Jiang Lao agreed, he seemed to have something like this, and shook his head, with a little disgust in his eyes, "It's really frail and sickly."

He was very impatient. He beckoned to the young man to find a doctor for Jiang Lao. Jiang Lao hurriedly called to him, "I didn't catch the wind and cold."

She just... didn't take a self-portrait and knew that she was blushing too much at the moment, and she wanted to hide in her cloak for fear of being seen.

Jiang Lao shrank his head again, trying to cover it up, and asked Jiang Jinxing, "Where did you come back from?"

"I just went to the post to help Daddy send the letter."

"Previously, I was taken care of by Lord Zuo in Ruixian County. Dad prepared two papers. One handed it to the emperor to recommend Lord Zuo to the emperor, and the other was sent to Ruixian. Thank you Lord Zuo for taking care of us." Jiang Jinxing's little hands were behind him, and he looked very serious, like a young and mature little adult.

But when he finished talking about the business, he soon added a little bit of sarcasm in his tone, "Sister did not arrange me to do this. Why, forget it again?"

Jiang Lao was also used to his prickly tone.

80% of it was because she was not merciful when he was training him when he was a child, which caused him to change back now. She can be tolerant, just thinking about it if the person standing in front of her brother is not her, I am afraid she is not as good as her. With a temper, Jiang Lao persuaded with some earnest words: "If you treat other girls as you do to me, I'm afraid you won't be able to find the girl you like in the future."

Jiang Jinxing snorted disapprovingly.

The book boy next to Jiang Jinxing said to Jiang Lao: "The girl is worrying too much. The young master is out there. You can please the wives and young ladies of various families. Old ladies up to 70 or 80 years old, as well as small daughters down to three or four years old. , The young master will fold flowers for them in exchange."

Jiang Lao: "..."

Dare to love her alone, and the nest is facing her sister, right?

She came out of the teahouse and was blown by the cold wind. The heat on her face disappeared a lot. She pressed her collar and exposed her face. She stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Jinxing’s ear. I'm full of momentum, and I want to teach him something to love sister.

This romantic bone really doesn't look like the Jiang family.

While grabbing Jiang Jinxing’s ears, I realized he

In the next two years, she seemed to be taller than her. I remembered that in the teahouse, she was held on a high table by Rong Ming to be as tall as him. Suddenly I felt a little embarrassed. I wanted to teach Jiang Jinxing a few words. After a word, he paused, "I will be married soon."

She was thinking of training, but after she finished speaking, she laughed a little bit uncontrollably, her apricot eyes crooked, and her heart was extremely solid and determined.

Jiang Jinxing was a little dismissive, and he tiptoed with Jiang Lao's action of pulling his ears. Not only did he not hold back his face and turned a little stinky, he should have been married a long time ago."

He survived and grew up safely under Jiang Xingzhou’s clubs day after day, and his ability to escape was terribly vigorous, so Jiang Lao’s soft force grabbed his ears because of his brother’s affection. Reaching over, I barely gave Jiang Lao a face, and it didn't hurt anyway.

The young boy stood there with his head back, his ears tugged, and his mouth was squeezed. The dog blinked and kept mumbling, "The sister of the other person got married as soon as he got married. You can't change your marriage. Fortunately, I only have you a sister, otherwise I will be so sad that my hair is gone."

Jiang Lao let go of his hand, feeling that this little brother was really cute when he was a child, and pouted dissatisfiedly. He even lost the thought of interrogating him about his studies.

She counted that he hummed at her twice, and she hummed at him twice, turned around, walked briskly, and went to count her dowry.

...

Xu Guozhang ran from side to side, but the queen was still detained in the Fairview Palace.

Another snow fell at the end of February, a very thin and shallow layer, and it melted when it fell on the ground.

On the day of the snowfall, Rong Ming was awarded the title of Prince Qi and entered the Prince Qi's mansion.

However, on the most common days of ordinary people, the people in the vortex of forces noticed the changes in the situation in Jinling. There was an endless stream of people who visited Qi Palace that day. The queen was in Jinxiu Palace and could hear the news from the outside. Crush your teeth.

Waiting for those who visited to leave, the twilight also sinks.

Jiang Lao waited until this moment and took a look at the curtain of the car. She saw that the people in front of the mansion had dispersed, and she got out of the carriage parked at the alley.

She walked to his mansion and looked around to see if she was really right. Those people had already dispersed.

Rong Chen had planned to go back to the study, but when she saw her cat-eyed and looked around, he quickly greeted her, "Nian Nian, why are you here?"

The laughter all day made him bored and tired, but if you could see her at the end of the day, it would be a good day.

Jiang Lao goes to the mansion

Taking a look inside, the house in Wuyi Lane was more bleak and dreary than the one in the west of the city, so she didn't worry about anything. Enough people have come to visit him today, and there is no shortage of her. She turned her eyes back and returned to him, "Tomorrow I want to invite you to Sanqing Temple."

She had already inquired about it. Tomorrow is a day off, so he should have this skill.

But she added, "It won't be long, go and change your wish."

Rong Ming smiled and agreed.

Jiang Lao was thinking of her signature written by Hutang.

Although failing to resolve the sign is good or bad, since she can get what she wants, she thinks it should be good sign.

Since she had asked for what she wanted in front of the Buddha, she should change her wish.

She counted clearly, and remembered these accounts clearly in her heart.

The next day, she wore an underskirt with an indigo blue waist. The makeup and dress were more delicate than usual. She went to Sanqing Temple just before the set time.

When I got off the carriage, I saw that Rong Chen was already standing in front of the temple.

She bent her eyes and smiled, tugged her skirt and ran towards him. Rong Ming subconsciously opened her arms and had a tendency to hug her, but Jiang Lao stopped two steps away from him. Feet, snow-skinned and red lips smile beautifully.

Rong Ming dropped his hand back, not annoyed, and smiled faintly.

He entered the temple with her, and when he stepped on the steps of the white marble, he looked at her sideways, "What wish for you?"

Jiang Lao was very frank, "I came here before and asked for a signature."

"What kind of signature?"

"It's a marriage lottery."

She lowered her head, hid her red face, and whispered: "Very spiritual."

The sun hung high, casting their shadows on the ground.

Jiang Lao lowered his head and looked at the shadow on the ground, looked at the hem of his skirt, and then at the road that was only a few inches away from her shadow, carefully watching.

The shadow is taller than her.

Her footsteps suddenly slowed down.

She remembered a dream she had once.

That dream of marrying her.

After she woke up, she panicked for several days, only to see the family princes in Jinling, she couldn't help but compare whether it was the figure in the wedding dress in her dream, but no one was like the one in her dream. The figure is in harmony.

But then her heart suddenly became clear.

She took two steps back and asked Rong Zhao to walk in front of her, looking at his back.

Slender, tall and tall, if you put on a red dress, it is clearly what she dreamed of.

No wonder she couldn't find who the man who married her in the dream was.

It turned out to be him.

It's because she wants to go wrong.

At that time, she thought that his leg injury hadn't healed, and she had never thought about or saw him standing up, even if she dreamed of marrying someone, she didn't think about him.

Fortunately, I didn't expect that, otherwise, with her thoughts at that time, 80% of her thoughts would disturb the marriage.

No wonder, even if it was the wedding night in the dream, she didn't care about him, and changed to a lazy appearance that didn't take the marriage seriously.

But this marriage was really destined, she had dreamed it all in her dreams.

Jiang Lao is very good at making himself happy, so he laughed when he thought about it.

She looked in Rong Ming’s eyes like this, as if she had her lips curled up when she saw his shadow. The smile was soft and sweet, and the light of the whole world seemed to shine on her, so beautiful. outrageous.

In the past ten years, he met her for only a few years. He was hiding in the corner of the palace and had to live for a bit more. The painful days passed slowly. At that time, he felt that the days were long and the sun rose. , It always takes a long time to wait for it to land, but at this moment it feels like it is running to the west, running too fast.

Good or bad, signed text, this kind of thing is still useless in his eyes.

But if she likes it so much, it's really right to ask Qin Tianjian to see a good day and auspicious day.

He just slowed down, waiting for Jiang Lao, who was a step behind, to return to him, but saw Jiang Lao stop and watched his eyes move away.

Rong Ming looked sideways, followed her gaze, and saw a thin figure standing on the other side of the hall door.

The prince of the family was dressed up with a white fox wrapped around him, standing in the shadow of a pine tree, his appearance was pretty good.

Rong Zhen squinted his eyes instantly.

Even if he had never seen it, he remembered the portraits of the roster of the prince of the family in Beijing clearly. He knew exactly which official raised an outside room and gave birth to an illegitimate child.

Not to mention this kind of son.

Bai Yushu.

...

Bai Yushu saw Rong Lu and Jiang Lao from a distance.

I had a face-to-face with Jiang Lao, only then he never saw Jiang Lao again. He was also afraid of Jiang Lao's iron heart, and he became like this, and he showed such a pitiful look at her. , She was actually unmoved, really hard-hearted, she gave birth to a charming face in vain, and she didn't understand the customs of the world.

I saw Rong Lu and Jiang Lao standing together today. I wanted to go to the meeting with His Royal Highness Qi Wang, who was in full swing. After looking at it from a distance, I suddenly didn't want to step forward.

Regardless of the appearance of Rong Yu's skin, just the look at him was vicious. He had heard that someone could use his eyes to frighten the ferocious beasts in the wild. He always thought that at least that kind of person would have to look like a few days ago. The warriors of the Qiang tribe who paid tribute did not expect that Rong Chen's cold-looking looks could show such a cruel look.

The Bo family had a very good relationship with the Xu family, and now they are also implicated. Not only did he hear about the strategies and methods of this young Prince Qi on the battlefield, he also experienced it personally, and immediately felt timid again.

Originally, I wanted to go forward and compare colors, but now I just want to slip away. Today, when I came to Sanqing Temple to ask for the situation to be beneficial to his family again, he encountered the evil **** who caused his family to encounter wind and frost.

Bai Yushu turned and left, and Jiang Lao let out a sigh of relief when he saw that this person was no longer in the plum garden, shouting shamelessly to see him.

The sound of her sigh fell into Rong Ming's ears, making his eyes dark.

"Do you recognize the son of the Bo family?" His voice was so soft that he wouldn't startle the fearful sparrows on the ground.

Jiang Lao turned around and looked at him. After thinking about it, he didn't know how to say it. He simply said the truth, "I lived in the palace for half a month in the winter last year. He always waited for me in the plum garden. It wasn't from the sincerity that the queen thought. Let him approach me."

When she talked about this Jiang Lao, she became a little angry, "She thought that I was just a **** for beauty, and the title of this handsome boy was outside, so she wanted to ask him to seduce me, but I was clearly not what she thought. Bai Yushu really has a bit of color, and I'm not Yang Huashuan."

Rong Zhen rubbed her head and said faintly "You are not".

Jiang Lao had been watching him, his eyes seemed a little dissatisfied, he guessed what he was thinking, and sighed in agreement, "I'm really tired of this queen."

I don't know if Emperor Zhaowu will take care of the relationship between husband and wife for many years, and in return, he will punish him impartially and severely.

The latter is obviously more to her.

Otherwise... she looked at Rong Ming, and she was angry with two people, and her cheeks puffed up. If the queen was taken lightly, what was the crime he suffered with her when he was a child?

She was annoyed, and the handsome face suddenly leaning in front of her made her startled.

Rong Chen held his hand behind him, slightly lowered his head, and moved his face to reach Jiang Lao's eyes.

What he thought was very different from what Jiang Lao had guessed.

He repeated what she had just said, "What color is it really?"

The low voice was a little bit displeased.

Jiang Lao took a moment to realize that he was repeating what she had just said.

That he

The person speaking is Bai Yushu.

But his ending was faint, and he clearly disagrees.

In all fairness, the colors of Bai Yushu are naturally incomparable to him.

No one in this world is as good as him.

Jiang Lao looked at him with a gorgeous face, so beautiful that there were no blemishes at all. He was so close to her, and his breath disturbed her, causing her to breathe slightly, and for a moment forgot what to say.

Rong Zhen's eyes narrowed slightly, the dark light in his phoenix eyes flashed, and the words faintly opened his lips, "I."

Jiang Lao was puzzled, and then whispered softly: "You?"

Rong Ming said slowly, "My color is better."

Jiang Lao: "..."

Good comparison, this person is really good comparison.

Ye Gong is a good dragon and he is good to compare.

Seeing that she still didn't speak, Rong's eyes suddenly became weak, and his tone turned back and forth, very disappointed, "I feel that every year, isn't it the case?"

Hearing his loss of tone, Jiang Lao shook his head hurriedly.

Rong Ming's attitude remained unchanged.

She could hold his face and look at him for a long time after he was drunk, feeling that he was good-looking, and she clearly liked the color of his face.

But not enough.

He wanted her eyes to not tolerate other colors in the world.

Rong Ming smiled lightly, his tone was not sloppy, and he was in good measure, "The one with the best color, am I?"

She wanted to give him a piece of candy, but he couldn't change it. He was greedy, and sold it in a pitiful way.

"Instead...I'm being passionate?"

He was forcing her to admit that he was the best-looking. Jiang Lao vaguely sensed his intentions, but looking at his innocent expression, the vagueness turned into nothingness again. She shook her head and nodded again. People can compare to you."

Rong Ming was finally satisfied and straightened up.

Bai Yushu has gone and returned.

Although he was afraid of Rong Ming's secretly pressure on his family, there was one thing that could not be resolved.

He just saw Rong Wei's outline from a distance, saw his aura, and didn't see exactly what he looked like.

The Nine His Royal Highness, who has been ill in a wheelchair for many years, may not be more romantic and suave than him, even if he is excellent.

But he didn't dare to really go too close, and quickly stopped.

He looked at Jiang Lao who was dismissive of him and looked at Rong Ming when he looked attentive and smiling, and he was furious. There was no shortage of pink confidants around him. How could anyone dare to be so indifferent to him like Jiang Lao?

Although he could see Rong Zhen's face clearly, he didn't want to admit that he had lost a lot, so he called a little novice to ask.

The little novice did not bother to look at him, but bowed politely, and said lightly, "The donor should be self-knowledge."

Bai Yushu took his own insult and stomped his feet.

Rong Chen saw the sneaky Bai Yushu, and his heart was vicious. Jiang Lao looked at him, his face was calm, and he said to Jiang Lao: "Go to the Buddhist hall."

He walked slowly to her side, not giving her a chance to look at Bai Yushu again, and asked Jiang Lao with a faint voice, "What kind of tactics did you use at that time?"

His tone was gentle, neither questioning nor investigating, as if he had mentioned it accidentally, like chattering.

"Folding plum blossoms, chanting verses, standing under the plum trees, it looks a bit elegant at first glance, but it's trembling with the cold, it's really deliberate."

When Jiang Lao said this, he raised his brows suddenly and glanced at Rong Ming.

At that time, Bai Yushu was shivering in the snow, and was taught by Ming Shao. He couldn't give up and didn't leave. He looked up at her upstairs and looked a little pitiful.

She felt that his expression was like a person at the time.

After thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't figure out who it was. She thought it was a beggar by the roadside, but now she finally knew who she was like.

Especially Rong Zhao showed that kind of pitiful expression at her right now. He knelt on the futon and looked at her sideways. After entering the Buddhist hall, his body was soaked with compassion and incense, his eyes were more innocent than those in the courtyard. The little novice monk needs to be clean and thorough. "Even if you don't know that he was sent by the queen every year, you won't look at him more, right?"

The tone is low, very light, with a little coaxing.

As if she said no, he would be so sad that his heart broke.

His pupils are as clear as a lake, but his heart is as dark as a cold night.

Originally, he was crushing the evil spirits who refused to obey the ghosts and gods in his bones, and wanted to follow the rules of this world and follow the rules once, and ask the Qin Tianjian to choose a good day according to the Chinese calendar and their eight characters.

But now suddenly he was told to know about Bai Yushu...

It's really...

Go to the **** **** of good fortune, go to his mother's three yuan and nine fortunes.

Tomorrow is a good day.