I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

Jiang Lao grabbed Rong Ming's skirt, closed his eyes after a short while, and gradually fell asleep.

Rong Chen waited for her to fall asleep, lifted the quilt lightly, sat up, looked at her for a while, and got up.

He walked slowly to the center of the room and wiped out the half-burning candle.

He replaced the candle in the candlestick with a new one, lit it again, and stepped out quietly.

A mutilated first quarter moon hung high in the sky, and Yuehui cast a thick shade under the tree.

The mansion of the seventeenth prince.

The seventeenth princes already knew what happened under Raogu Mountain.

He was sitting on the armchair in the study, facing the empty Bogu shelf, his fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes were as red as blood dripping.

Thousands of calculations, but failed to figure it out, Rong Zhao had arranged a secret guard next to Jiang Lao.

He looked sullen, unbearable and angry. After this time, it would be more difficult to get close to Jiang Lao than just before, and it would be harder to get her into his hand as a hostage.

Like a headless fly, he stood up and wandered around in the study, thinking about how to enter the palace to see his mother, or to see his grandfather in Xu Mansion, and wanted to find a trusted elder and give him advice.

It was late tonight, and the curfew had already begun. The killers he bought in said they would not reveal the names of him and his grandfather. Rong Chen would not think of him for a while and would not find him so soon. .

He had to think of a way to make Jiang Xingchuan willing to take his sin.

The sound of footsteps from outside caused the 17th prince to suddenly stop his chaotic footsteps.

A shout rushed into the eardrums, "Your Highness, Your Highness, someone is rushing!"

He looked cold and looked out, when the door was kicked open.

The cold night breeze poured into the study room instantly, blowing the pages of the books on several cases.

The seventeenth prince could not help taking a step back when he saw the visitor clearly.

A dozen officials with sabers stood outside the study door.

The first person is surprisingly Rong Ming.

Rong Ying held a sword, his eyes and tone were cold. The seventeenth prince watched him standing silently, and shuddered, pretending to build up a little bit of confidence, and stood tight and shouted: "Midnight private Running into the mansion, Brother Nine is so messed up, aren't you afraid of your father's questioning?"

Even if he wants to catch him, he has to get his father's permission first!

Rong Chen didn’t gossip a word, and drew his sword straight to the 17th prince’s throat. His eyes looked at the 17th prince and the black scarf-covered assassins in the suburbs looked at the ants on the ground. He was indifferent and unsympathetic. Buying a murderer with the intent of murdering the princess and imprisoning him in prison for interrogation at night."

...

Jiang Lao woke up the next day, empty on the side of the bed.

She rubbed her forehead, flicked away the curtain on the couch and walked down.

The sky was bright outside, and the candles in the center of the house had burned out.

Only the tears of the candles that were blown dry after the candles burned out were left on the candlesticks. Jiang Lao squatted on the ground and stared at the candlesticks for a while, holding his cheeks for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ming Shao came in and waited for Jiang Lao to change and wash her clothes. Jiang Lao Lian and her frightened last night, gave her a half-month short holiday, and gave her a salary, called Ming Shao out, and called another maid to come in and wait for her. Wear.

When the maid was helping her comb her hair, Jiang Lao asked her, "Where is Your Royal Highness at the moment?"

The maid replied: "His Royal Highness went out early today, saying that there is no need for breakfast."

Jiang Lao probably guessed what Rong Ming was doing.

Xu Lanruo and his son wanted to take her life again and again, so it was time to be liquidated.

She looked at herself in the mirror, maybe after a night, the panic gradually dissipated, and she wanted to understand something.

The seventeenth prince bought and murdered her. If something happened to her, it would be a disaster; but if she was fine, if she could take this opportunity to suppress the seventeenth prince, this matter would have become an opportunity in their hands.

A god-given opportunity.

Jiang Lao was happy, and took a little bit of silver to hand it to the maid, "Go to the street to find out and see how many people know that I met the gangster under the Raogu Mountain."

If there are no rumors about the change in the street, she will find a way to suppress the matter, so as not to let her father and mother know about it, which will only increase worry.

If the rumors on the street had spread, she would have to go back to her family's house.

In the end, Jiang Lao got on the carriage and went back to Ning'an Bo Mansion.

The seventeenth prince thought that the plan was foolproof. He arranged for people to take a walk in the street early. Rumors said that Jiang Lao met the gangsters at the foot of Raogu Mountain to confuse people. The street was full of people discussing this matter. People on the street were talking about her encounter with the gangsters, and suddenly they had a headache.

The news reached her parents, and with her father's usual style, it was estimated to be upset.

She returned to Ning'an Bo's house around Mao's time. Jiang Xingzhou was already in the posture of going to Qi Palace to see her daughter. The carriage was ready. Seeing her daughter came back by herself, she was relieved when she was okay, and she was busy again. When I got up, I personally boiled water to make tea, and told the kitchen to make cake baits and steamed meat that Jiang Lao loved to eat, and then settled down.

He glanced behind Jiang Lao.

With a slight dissatisfaction, "Why didn't King Qi come back with you?"

Jiang Lao said: "You have to find out what happened to the bandits you encountered quickly."

Rumors on the street said that she had met a gangster, but Jiang Lao didn't mention the name of the 17th prince.

Firstly, I am afraid that my parents are worried.

She was most afraid that her father would blame Rong Ming for the attack, and added, "If your Royal Highness arrived in time, I am afraid I have fallen into the hands of the culprit. He has worked a lot on this matter and has not come back this time. I can't blame him."

Jiang Xingzhou almost fell into the hands of the culprit when he heard that sentence, his face sank.

At this moment, Jiang Jinxing walked in boldly, hurriedly, as if someone was chasing him behind him.

Seeing him in such a hurry, Jiang Lao frowned slightly, "It's not a day off today, why didn't you go to the academy?"

Jiang Jinxing gave a light "hum", sat down to her side, picked up the tea cup and drank it, Jiang Lao saw that he was so thirsty, "How can I make it like this?"

The young man next to him said to Jiang Lao: "The young master heard in the academy that the girl went to Raogu Mountain yesterday on the festival, and met the gangster, so he informed Mr. Yan and took a day off at the academy and came back. , I originally planned to go to Prince Qi's Mansion. I heard that girl, you have returned to Bo's Mansion, and you have changed your route and returned."

Jiang Lao smiled when he heard the words, stretched out his hand and rubbed Jiang Jinxing's head, thinking about what the little **** was doing this time to be a little like his brother should be. For a while, he felt soft and wanted to give him a few golden leaves.

As soon as she touched her hand, Jiang Jinxing's head immediately shifted to the side. After avoiding it, his eyes were somewhat blameless, and he glanced at Jiang Lao with a frown.

Jiang Lao: "..."

She immediately dispelled the idea of ​​sending him Golden Leaf, and she stretched her hand over and rubbed his head before retracting it.

Jiang Jinxing hummed angrily. He sat there with a deflated mouth. Although he was angry, he didn't leave and didn't say anything. He just stuck his head and listened to the people in the room chatting with his ears. He was not so much. Love tea.

Jiang Lao looked at Jiang Jinxing from time to time. He has grown wildly over the years, his figure and face are much thinner, and his appearance is very different from when he was a child. The cuteness is gone, except that he is awkward. Change in.

Not only changed, but even worsened.

It's okay to fight, I want to rub his head off the hair that he blows up all over.

When his parents left the main hall and went to the back kitchen, Jiang Lao knocked on the table and motioned Jiang Jinxing to look at her, "Ask you?"

Jiang Jinxing frowned and looked at her, "You don't learn embroidery or culinary skills, so why bother with my studies?"

Jiang Lao: "..." Did she say that she wanted to ask him about his studies?

He was calm, because he asked for leave from the college to see her.

Jiang Lao said slowly: "I don't want to ask you about your studies, I want to ask about other things."

She didn't ask for something boring, she didn't do it in front of him. Even if you want to know what he has learned in the college, it is better to ask Uncle Yan than to ask him directly.

Jiang Jinxing folded his arms around his chest, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Jiang Lao, motioning Jiang Lao to continue.

The small expression on his face looked inexplicably arrogant, and Jiang Lao continued to persuade him to be calm.

"What were you thinking of just now?"

"Thinking that some people are really tired of living." Jiang Jinxing patted the table. "They are all bullied to Ning'an Bo's house. Next year, the waterfront banquet of the Shanghai Festival, you don't go, or let me follow."

Jiang Lao was moving. Jiang Jinxing cursed and continued: "If something happens to you, it will be my face that you lose. I must feel that I am incapable."

Jiang Lao completely gave up the idea of ​​chatting with him, sighed, and asked solemnly: "Before in Qiliu Town, when the inn was on fire and flooded, you said you saw a dark shadow coming out. Never mentioned it, that shadow...who the **** is it?"

The inn caught fire, and when my brother ran into her room, he mentioned that he had seen a dark shadow escaping out.

Jiang Lao didn't care about Jiang Jinxing's casual mention at that time. It was always who the arson was, and she didn't think much about it.

Suddenly mentioning it now... just because she suddenly remembered that Rong Chen appeared very quickly in Qiliu Town.

Yesterday, he was able to appear so quickly under Raogu Mountain because of those Tsing Yi dark guards, what about Qiliu Town?

There are some things Jiang Lao doesn't understand, but she has a loose temper and always doesn't want to think too much.

Even if she thinks too much, she doesn't want to guess too much. She always feels too much thinking, too suspicious, and too tired to live.

Jiang Jinxing became silent.

Seeing that he had been silent for too long, Jiang Lao looked a little affectionate, "Don't remember?"

Jiang Jinxing became annoyed again, showing the expression he usually has when he scolds, "Remember."

"Then why don't you say?"

"I don't know who that shadow is."

"Neither the innkeeper nor the innkeeper has any time on their bodies, but the dark shadow went out in the air. It is clearly skilled, so it is not the innkeeper or the innkeeper. And..."

Jiang Jinxing paused, and Jiang Lao asked, "Moreover?"

Jiang Jinxing grabbed his hair, did not continue to say, but looked at Jiang Lao, "Why did A sister ask about this?"

Jiang Lao didn't want to explain the things she was worried about to him too clearly. What's more, she couldn't explain it clearly either. She vaguely said, "I just remembered it suddenly and felt strange, so I asked."

Jiang Jinxing slapped his forehead twice with his fingers. He hesitated again and again, and finally said: "At that time, there was a dark guard next to my brother-in-law. The first time I saw him, I felt like that figure It's similar, but I don't dare to recognize it."