I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

Jiang Lao has always suspected something lately.

She knew that her dreams were just fragments.

Then... what are the details that she didn't dream of?

Even if things are really unfolding in a dream, will Rong Chao have a time when he is kind and gentle like he is now?

Unfortunately, no matter how much she thinks about it, there is no answer to this question.

Jiang Lao's heart was so heavy that he couldn't breathe, and his expression became solemn.

Sometimes it is too difficult to tell right from wrong.

Treated her very badly in the dream, but treat her very well now.

And she used to be extremely frightened, but now she started to stand on his side, just wanting to find his good.

She held up the cup on the table again, drank two sips of tea, and suppressed the thoughts in her heart.

Those Tsing Yi secret guards... she can neither check nor ask.

Don't ask, don't ask.

She saved her life and fame because of the people he arranged next to her, which was enough to overcome the slight doubt and confusion in her heart.

There are some things he doesn't want her to know. Since she has determined that he will not hurt her and scare her, but will only care for her and love her, then she doesn't need to know.

Just let him feel at ease.

The tea has been left for a long time, changing from hot to warm.

Jiang Lao drank a few sips of warm herbal tea, and his ups and downs gradually settled down.

She didn't like her entangled temperament very much, and she was suffocating for the past few days, and she was about to become moldy and wet wood in the rainy season. At this moment, she was finally enlightened and her heart felt a lot more relaxed.

She slowly put down the tea cup and let go of the things she was thinking about, remembering what Concubine Yun had just said, and whispered: "There are not many people who say this outside. It is nothing more than gossip and easy to listen to gossip. They chew their tongues. Most of those people are mediocre people who like to tell the truth. Auntie has a good time on her own, don't care about the rumors outside."

When the seventeenth prince and Xu Guozhang have an accident, more and more people will be able to see the truth.

Even if the world cannot see clearly, now the queen is gone, at least there will be no unfairness in the history books.

The voice moistened by the tea was exceptionally soft, Concubine Yun Gui smiled faintly, glanced at Jiang Lao, and stopped talking.

She didn't seem to care when she saw Jiang Lao and never reminded her.

Once Emperor Zhaowu died, he could be the crown prince in the future, or her husband.

Since ancient times, the change of the throne has been in doubt. She didn't dare to assert anything in advance. She could only take one step at a time. If the person who succeeded to the throne was really Rong Ming, she couldn't say whether she was willing or not in her heart.

If the only person succeeding to the throne is Rong Ming, she will naturally benefit infinitely.

It's just that she is tired of the days in the palace, and she doesn't want Jiang Lao to do the same.

She is extremely unwilling to Jiang Lao to live her life.

Emperor Zhaowu and Empress Jiahe can be regarded as childhood sweethearts. In the end, did he not show any affection for the empress?

Even if the winner is her, the queen's hypocrisy is hard to see, but it is not uncommon for this childhood sweetheart to be accompanied by a situation where both old and young are disgusted.

She wanted to remind Jiang Lao, but she didn't want to scare her with some unwarranted guesses. When Jiang Lao said such a call, she just smiled and said nothing.

The little girl can see things clearly by herself, and she has no need to make arrangements for her at all.

Concubine Yun held her cheek and looked at Jiang Lao for a while, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about what you say outside, I'm just joking."

She summoned a maid who was serving in the Fairview Palace and said: "The new angelica tea in the palace recently, find some."

When the palace lady left, she smiled and looked back in Jiang Lao's direction, "This angelica tea is used to nourish your body, it is very suitable, you take it back, remember to drink it often."

When Jiang Lao heard that Concubine Yun did not mention the brochure, he was relieved and nodded.

...

Coming out of Shuxiang Palace, Jiang Lao passed by Jinxiu Palace when he left the palace.

She didn't look inside. When the sedan chair passed by, the maid inside looked out and told Queen Jiahe about Jiang Lao's passing.

The Queen Jiahe sat leaning against the window, her temples messy and her face haggard. She turned her head slightly to the side and sneered again and again after hearing the news reported to her by the maid.

Suddenly she closed her eyes, and she couldn't scold her any longer.

At the thought of the 17th prince being imprisoned now, her fingers clenched fiercely, with a look of resentment.

Nowadays, not only Jiang Lao can watch her jokes, but in and outside the palace, how many people are not watching her jokes?

One step is wrong, one step is wrong.

What about her inferior methods? She has been here for so many years. Without these methods, how could she sit as a queen?

Everyone in this palace is like this. Who can be cleaner than anyone else, she is the most suitable queen in charge of Feng Yin.

Emperor Zhaowu handed the Phoenix Seal to that Hu Meizi of Qin Yun, clearly wanting the world to make fun of him for his covetous beauty and ridiculousness.

She hates it!

Jia and Queen coughed suddenly, uninterruptedly,

Almost all the internal organs are coughed up.

The maid, who had been waiting for her with meticulous care, hadn't stepped forward for a while. Ren Jia and the queen coughed so hard that they didn't move at all.

If a concubine is in the harem, if there is no emperor's favor, something will happen to her family's family. In the palace, there will be no more support.

Queen Jiahe cursed something snobbery in her heart.

She knew in her heart how hard it was for a person who had nothing to rely on to survive in the bullying palace.

It's not just difficult, it's not wrong to say that people can be deceived.

Knowing this in her heart, she dared to use insidious means to deal with the renunciation who was just a child back then.

Who let his biological mother die prematurely? There is no family power behind the biological mother. Emperor Zhaowu only took care of him for a while, and soon turned his attention to Chaotang and other children, that child. , Like an ant on the ground, it won't attract much attention and care if it is trampled to death.

But she didn't expect that one day she would fall into this situation.

Obviously she is a noble girl from a noble family, and she shouldn't have suffered any wrongdoing from her birth...

Jia and Queen coughed for a long time before stopping, their pale lips trembling, and tears filled their eyes, "Find someone to bring Yuan'er a sentence, so that no matter how painful or bitter he is, he must not admit him. 'S fault."

She was accustomed to arrogantly instructing court ladies and eunuchs, and in this situation, she still had an indisputable command tone.

But when she saw that the palace lady was just listening and did not move out, her heart suddenly became confused, softened her voice, and pleaded: "Tongxiu, you have been with this palace for so many years, this palace has never If you have treated you badly, you will help this palace. If Yuan'er is safe, sooner or later this palace will be ashamed, and your benefits will be indispensable."

The palace lady named Tong Xiu walked out of the inner room silently, out of the Fairview Palace.

But she didn't follow the words of Jiahe Queen and really tried to spread her words. Instead, she found the maids in other palaces and talked a few words.

After returning to Jinxiu Palace, Jiahe Queen asked if she had brought the news, so she said perfunctorily that it had already been brought.

Those who can survive in the palace have a bit of foresight.

Instead of staying in the Fairview Palace to serve, he couldn't separate to other palaces.

It's already bad luck enough, if you do things for the queen again, you will be condemned... just because of the sweetness the queen gave, it is really unnecessary.

Inside and outside of the imperial city, where is not the place where strong bullying is not strong?

No one once offered a helping hand to the young Rong Ming, but now no one offers a helping hand to the queen.

...

On Jiang Lao's way back to the house, there was a drizzle on the street.

The raindrops are like needles, the stitches are soft and dense, falling on the bluestone slab laid on the ground, and instantly melted into it, woven the color of the entire street bluestone road from indigo gray to blue.

Hearing the sound of rain, Jiang Lao lifted the driving curtain and glanced out.

Amidst the rain, the shops on the other side of the street looked hazy, and the leaves of the poplar and willow trees on the side of the street were washed like new and waxed green.

Jiang Lao originally liked to look at the misty and rainy scenery, the sky is blue and the grass is green, and when he looks at it, his mood will become very good. After getting to know Rong Ming, she gradually lost such feelings.

People who have injured their legs are most afraid of rainy weather.

Even after Rong Ming recovered, he has always behaved like ordinary people, and he has never said that his leg hurts and his leg hurts.

But a while ago, didn't he rebirth the disease for so long?

Although Jiang Lao doesn’t have much reference, even if she is as weak as her, is sick, and takes medicine, at most three or four days of sunlight will be better...Thinking about this, his body... must have left the root of the disease. I'll be sick for so long as soon as I get sick.

Jiang Lao thought about it, and then looked at the rain outside. No matter how blue the sky and the green leaves, she was still bored in her heart, so she asked the coachman to change her way and went to the hospital.

She stayed in the hospital for two moments, her body soaked in the smell of medicine.

It was evening when Rong Zhao returned to the mansion. His cloak was covered with rain, and there were fresh water marks on his shoulders and corners. He noticed the smell of medicine on Jiang Lao's body. He took off the cloak and paused for a while, "I went to Concubine Yun's place today. ?"

The voice was low and gentle, and the tone seemed to ask inadvertently.

Jiang Lao nodded, stretched out his hand, and tiptoed slightly to relieve him of the cloak.

She was so close to him, the smell of medicine on her body was even more obvious.

He naturally wouldn't hate the smell on her, but in Shuxiang Palace, there shouldn't be this kind of herbal smell.

Rong Zhen's eyes were darkened a little bit, Jiang Lao took away his big cloak, his tone was broken and blamed, "You haven't been completely ill. It's raining outside, why don't you hold your umbrella?"

Rong Ming said lightly, "I came back too hastily."

After dinner, Jiang Lao went out, and when he came back, he had an extra medicine bowl in his hand.

She handed the medicine bowl to Rong Chen, holding her breath and didn't want to ask about the bitter medicine smell, "I saw it was raining outside, so I went to the hospital and got some tonics."

Rong Ming took the medicine and looked down at the medicine bowl.

Originally I wanted to ask the dark guard, except for going to Shuxiang Palace to

Besides, where did it go...

After all, the smell of medicine on her body was definitely not left behind when she went to Shuxiang Palace.

It turned out to go to the hospital and get him medicine.

People who have eaten a lot of bitterness can feel satisfied with a little sweetness.

He has nothing to fear, but he is afraid that he will no longer have these sweets in the future.

After the Shanghai Festival, she had something in her heart, which he always knew.

At first, I thought that she was frightened because of an attack, which made her feel unhappy.

It can be seen that she was eager to ask about the results of the interrogation of the 17th prince, her brows were shining and she was completely indifferent to fear.

If he hadn't known her nature, he would even have misunderstood that she put the hook first, which caused the 17th prince to act recklessly.

She had been pretending to be in her mind for a few days, and it was all right after she went to Shuxiang Palace. She really liked her aunt, but she could be coaxed to be happy just by going to meet her, her eyes dimmed, "If I drink Will you be happy with this medicine?"

The comparison in his tone is that only he knows that Jiang Lao is not the roundworm in his stomach, and he does not know what he is thinking about. Seeing his gloomy look with low eyebrows, he thinks he doesn't want to drink this medicine, fingers I ordered the table and urged: "Don't your knees feel uncomfortable when the rainy weather comes? If you hesitate, the medicine will be cold and harder to drink. Your body is better, and I am naturally happy."

Rong Ming waited until he heard the last sentence before he could move. He raised the bowl and drank all the medicine in the bowl.

He dropped his arm and put the empty medicine bowl on the table. On the table, Gu Lugulu rolled a few longans. He raised his eyes slightly and saw Jiang Lao lying on the table, playing with the longan in his hand. Rolling over to him one by one, she laughed as soon as she met his gaze, "The taste of you squeezing medicine with longan."

Rong Ming held the longans in his hand, pressed the thin longan skin on his fingertips, and rubbed it twice.

He just watched the little girl smile in front of him, only then did the boredom in his heart recede.

She...should be considered happy by him.

His complexion became a lot better, and the emotions in his heart that he cares about with Concubine Yun also weakened, and his thin lips curled up slightly, holding the few unpeeled longans between his fingers to play with.

Although it was held in his hand, it did not peel off.

Accompanied by medicine all the year round has made him accustomed to the bitter taste of medicine, and the taste that doesn't like sweetness has not changed.

Jiang Lao saw that he was just squeezing the dried longan in his palm to play with it, not peeling it or eating it, and even if he concealed it well, she could see his general taste.

Although I don't know what I prefer, but at least for sweet things, I can't be regarded as a favorite.

"Today I brought some delicious tea from Shuxiang Palace. Would you like to drink it?"

He always feeds him well, telling her to always want to feed him more things.

Besides, she tasted the angelica tea, and it tasted really good.

"What tea?"

"Angelica tea, I heard that it came from Lingnan. I tasted some and it was really good. If you add some honey to it, it tastes very sweet. If you want to drink it, I will ask the maid to take all the wolfberry and red dates in it. Now, boil some with clear spring water."

After Jiang Lao finished speaking, he paid attention to whether Rong Zhao would agree.

She had only asked him whether he liked something sweet or not.

At that time, he nodded without thinking, but she thought about it, always feeling that he was taking care of her taste.

If this time he agreed to remove the red dates and goji berries from the angelica tea, she would almost know that he really didn't like sweets.

But Rong Chao didn't speak for a long time, just twisted his brows slightly and looked at Jiang Lao with weird eyes.

His eyes were like cold stars, and Jiang Lao was taken aback by him.

He... Didn't he know what she was thinking about?

He may not be so smart...

But how can she tell what she is thinking so easily?

Jiang Lao got up, found the tea, flushed a pot with hot water, poured a cup in front of Rong Chen, "This tea is said to be used to nourish the body. Since it is good for your body, why not try it? If you like it , You can bring some to your mansion..."

Rong Jian coughed and interrupted her words, "You really don't know... what kind of tea is this?"

"Isn't it Angelica tea?" Jiang Lao looked ignorant.

"Angelica, red dates, motherwort." Rong Ming pinched the tea cup with his fingers and shook it a few times, then raised his fingers and picked up the lid of the purple clay pot on the table.

He looked at the green and red floating in the water and smiled slightly.

The low laughter made Jiang Lao bother and uneasy.

He put down the tea cup, stood up, walked to the door, closed the door, and returned to the inner room.

Jiang Laohuan sat at the table, leaning against the purple clay pot, looking at the dried red dates floating up and down in the tea, his face was puzzled.

She chanted Angelica Red Date Motherwort several times in her heart, but she couldn't figure out what is so funny about the names of these herbs.

Looking at her ignorant and ignorant appearance, Rong Lu wanted to tease her. She was not stupid, but she was too lazy. After being married for so long, she didn’t even have the consciousness of being a wife. She didn’t do any homework, and didn’t dare to tease. It was too cruel to be popular, so he bent over slightly and approached Jiang Lao's ear, "The angelica tea sent to you by the imperial concubine is tea and medicine."

Angelica is a common name in medicinal materials. Since it has the effect of nursing, it is not surprising that Jiang Lao said that these things can be made into medicine.

Can it be medicine, there is nothing funny about it?

Jiang Lao tilted his head, just in time to see Rong Ming bends deeper, with thin lips close to her ears, her voice is extremely low, dumb and ambiguous, "Angelica, red dates, motherwort, these things add up to women's Body recuperation is the most beneficial. The folks say that it is... good for conception."

He has seen too many private affairs in the harem. Before marrying her back, he always worried that those methods would be used on her. He paid special attention to the medicines and ingredients that were beneficial and harmful to the woman’s body. .

She was worried about the people she was thinking about, and she was silly when she came to her own business.

Although he was dissatisfied that she had so many people in her heart and squeezed his place in her heart a lot, but he was faintly pleased because he saw her temperament.

The only person who can protect her best is him.

Jiang Lao's breathing was stagnant, and the tips of his ears instantly turned red.

Good for conception...

Fortunately, when she left, she changed for the luck that her aunt didn't put any unscrupulous pamphlets in her hands.

This is stuffed in, it's not as good as a brochure!

She knew that the pamphlet was kept in storage, and she thought it was a serious health tea. After I came back, I cooked it and tasted it, and she felt it tasted good...

No wonder the smile on her aunt's face was so deep when she left Shuxiang Palace.

"I...I..." Jiang Lao murmured twice, completely at a loss as to what to explain. After a long while, the red eartips didn't fade away. "I really don't know, I knew it for the first time today. "

She was confused, even with what she said.

"I think……"

Jiang Lao was eager to talk to her about something at this moment, and hurriedly asked: "What do you think?"

She turned around, giving Rong Chen a chance to hug her up.

"child."

He hugged... she... arrived on the couch, half leaning against the stand of the Babu bed, and told Jiang Lao to face him with gloomy and eager eyes, "I think, want a baby."

Jiang Lao blushed, and his heart trembled because of the way he looked at her.

She was afraid of crushing his injured leg, she didn't know where to put her leg, and subconsciously refused, "Rainy day, your leg..."

"Nothing."

He watched her desperately trying to move her knees aside, not pressing him, but knelt on the bed, her hands and feet messed up, he suddenly laughed and rubbed her head. After rubbing her head, he didn't let go of his hands and pressed him. Her head dropped, and a soft kiss fell on her forehead.

He put his other hand on her waist and kissed her a little bit down. There was nothing more than holding her in his arms that made him feel more at ease. When he kissed her and hugged her, he had always used energy. Giving up his life fiercely, fingers clasped the back of Jiang Lao's head, plundering like crazy.

Jiang Luo's hairpin snapped to the side, his temples were loose and messy, and the tip of his tongue was tingling. When the force on the back of his head was slightly loosened, he heard a heartfelt cry in her ear.

With a dumb voice, especially low and sexy.

Her legs weakened, and her waist was confined by him. She couldn't escape, but she consciously couldn't escape, and gradually stopped struggling.

There was the sound of clothes rustling and being taken off, and the sound of his breathing becoming heavier and heavier.

For the rain outside, there is wind outside.

The rain kept changing. Just listening to the crackling rain, one could imagine how dark it was outside and how wet the foot of the wall was.

She has never tasted the discomfort of her knees on a rainy day, but even if she had not tasted it, her heart felt uncomfortable when she thought that he would become uncomfortable in this kind of weather.

Only two white shirts fell off her body. All the clothes and pants are there. The tie at the neckline has been loosened//bited//opened.

Jiang Lao's eyelids drooped, and suddenly raised his hand to hold Rong Ming's face.

"Me." After she said a word, she paused. It was just a word of effort, and the earlobes were so red behind the ears.

She swallowed, and said all the rest in one breath, "I'll be fine, don't move."

Rong Ming's body tightened, his deep and gloomy eyes fixed on Jiang Lao, his Adam's apple moved slightly.

He subconsciously didn't take her words seriously, but his eyes were bleak, staring at the little girl's movements intently.

There was flush remaining on Jiang Lao's face, and her lips were moist and soft. She lowered her eyelids and bit her lower lip with loose teeth. She did not know where to use courage and strength. She pressed her hands on his shoulders and leaned him halfway. Pushing the standing board of the babu bed, pushed it into a posture completely leaning on the bed.

She glanced away and did not dare to look at him, and because she had no experience and was afraid that her posture was wrong, she wanted to follow the drawing on the pamphlet one by one in exchange for a few glances at him.

The water in Xing's eyes gleamed like a lake blown by the wind, her eyes flickered, and her white cheeks became red and hot, so hot that she felt that she was about to make smoke on her head.

Rong Zhao's breathing became thicker

A lot heavier.

He watched her move and realized that she was not talking nonsense at all.

He strained his forehead, the blue veins faintly appeared, his voice hoarse after a while, and asked, "You will?"

Jiang Lao bit his lip for a while, and finally nodded as if he had made a lot of determination.

Her fingers trembled inexplicably, and she couldn't unfasten the half-release button of her dress for a long time. Her expression gradually became a little strenuous. She quit her hand and bowed her head to untie him.

When she lowered her head, the untied green silk was like a waterfall, hanging down layer by layer, covering her hands that fell on Rong's shoulders, her movements were full of clumsiness and rustiness, her voice trembling slightly but implicitly and firmly He argued: "I will."