I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

Everyone in the palace knows that the lady in the Shuxiang palace is a holy favorite.

With her blessing and care, in the palace, you don't need to stand on tiptoe, and you are half a head taller than others.

The little eunuch, who just changed his face unwilling to enter the house and waited on him with a cold face, now with a smile on his face and sharp legs, he diligently guided the maid from Shuxiang Palace to bring soup into the house.

Si Yingpi smiled and looked at the slightly older palace lady, and made a full gesture, "Auntie, you can put this hangover soup on the table. I will bother you. Let it cool." Some, the smaller ones will be used by the master."

Huai Qing couldn't help frowning at the thought of this person just shaking his hand as a shopkeeper in the courtyard.

Thinking that I will work with people who are working hard to avoid such good things in the future, I feel a little annoyed.

The palace lady bent down to put the soup down, stood up, and looked like she was leaving. Si Ying said hurriedly, "The little one will send it to my aunt."

"Auntie, wait a step." Rong Ming's eyes were a little unbelievable, and his voice was tight and hoarse. "Who is it that asked you to bring the soup?"

The heart was beating violently in his chest, and there was a bit of heat in his cool eyes.

Is that what he thinks...

The dream of last night was not a dream.

Otherwise, in Shuxiang Palace, how can anyone come to give him sober soup?

Except for Huaiqing and Si Ying, no one knew that he was drunk.

"It's the niece of the imperial concubine, Miss Jiang Si." The aunt of the court lady turned her head and said, "She changed her name to the slave and maidservant. Drinking and hurting her body, the Ninth Prince should cherish her own body."

Not a dream.

The person last night was her.

What she said...

Rong Chen remembered them one by one.

Xinhu had been lifeless for nearly half a month, but at this moment it became living water again, and all his limbs were shaken by ecstasy.

She didn't lie to him, regardless of reality and dreams.

An old and self-sufficient young man on weekdays, now his eyes were ten percent ecstasy, and said to the old palace lady: "I know. Thanks aunty."

...

After the palace lady left, Si Ying gave her an excuse to see her away, and no longer stayed in the house.

Inside, Huaiqing faces Rong Ming, doing nothing.

Rong Chen faced the hangover soup with no expression on his face.

But Huaiqing looked at him and felt the smile of stars hidden in his eyes.

Like being silly.

Huaiqing, who had nothing to do, faced the silly Rong Ming.

I really felt very satisfied in my heart.

I like hangover soup so much, so I just drink hangover soup, what kind of wine should I drink instead?

...

Allow

Thinking of everything last night in his heart, his pupils were as dark as ink.

You can't call a person, only after you lose, you can get again.

Because once he gets it again, no matter what, he won't let it go again.

...

When the aunt of the court lady returned to Shuxiang Palace, Jiang Lao was looking into the mirror, looking for something to cover the scabs on her lips after being bitten. He watched the aunt of court lady came and turned to listen to her report.

The aunt of the court lady said: "Next to the Ninth Prince, there are only two eunuchs, one taller and looks quite honest, and the other is shorter and nodding more clever."

Jiang Lao said, "Auntie, help me to find out more about the personalities of the two eunuchs."

The place where Rong Zhao lived was so deserted and remote, and everyone was able to bully him, which made Jiang Lao feel uneasy about the two eunuchs next to him.

Especially Wang Zhou's example is before, and he dare not take it lightly.

She stuffed a purse with money in the hand of the maid, and pleaded sincerely: "Aunt Lao, please inquire carefully. Especially if you have any bad news, please tell me as soon as possible."

Once there is any problem, she will find a way to replace the person.

Even in the deep palace, where she can protect him, she must take care of it without fail.

...

Not long after the maid's aunt left, Jiang Lao started looking in the mirror again, looking for something to hide the mark on his lips.

This trace doesn't hurt anymore, it's just lying in the center of her lower lip, and it's scabs, a little eye-catching.

When he couldn't find a way to cover the tooth marks, Jiang Lao's chin was snapped by slender fingers, and he rushed towards Concubine Yun Gui's face.

Concubine Yun Gui broke her face, examined it carefully, and let go of her hand, "You gnawed bones in your dream last night? How hard a bone is, how come her lips were bitten."

Although Concubine Yun was a flirting veteran, in her eyes the twelve-year-old niece was terribly clean.

Seeing the little scabs on her lips, she didn't think about it.

Jiang Lao was originally worried that she would see some clues, but this worry quickly disappeared, and he followed the **** given by Concubine Yun, and went down, "Forgot what dream he had, and bit his lip."

"Auntie," she said, pointing to the blood scab on her lips and said, "Do you have a way to cover this place with makeup?"

Concubine Yun Gui glanced at her, "It's not easy to cover, you bite really hard. It's because I have treated you badly? You are so hungry...how can you bite so hard."

"No..." Jiang Lao lowered his eyes, "I don't want to go out anymore."

My aunt did not misunderstand, but others may have misunderstood it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Lao suddenly remembered something, raised his eyes and said to Concubine Yun: "Auntie, can I stay in the palace for more time?"

"Naturally." Concubine Yun Gui was overjoyed when she heard the words. "Are you reluctant to aunt? I'm going to write to your parents."

...

When Siye Jiang received the letter, his temples were buzzing with anger.

"This Qin Yun wants to occupy our daughter without a daughter!"

The old father, who has not seen his daughter for a few days, is on the verge of being irritable.

After reading the letter handed out by Concubine Yun Gui from the palace, Jiang Qin vaguely thought of something.

I just don’t know if it’s a good time to talk to my husband.

Now he was angry. At this time, he told him that the nine princes had returned to the palace. It was undoubtedly because of his anger and the fire.

Don't tell yet.

But I heard Jiang Siye say at this moment, "The emperor invited me to the palace to paint for him. I accepted the fold. Three days later, I went into the palace to see the year and took her to a banquet, and then took her out. I am a little worried about keeping her at Qin Yun's place."

After listening to Jiang Qin's expression, his expression changed slightly, and he said, "Master, remember, bring a few more servants."

Siye Jiang patted Jiang Qin's hand moved: "Madam is really worried about my safety."

Jiang Qin was a little guilty, and smiled back at him.

no.

She is more worried about the safety of the nine princes who might become her son-in-law in the future.

If the Fourth Master finds out that the Ninth Prince is in the palace at that time.

A few more servants can stop him.

Lest he harm the prince and heir.

Jiang Qin was especially cautious and instructed the young servants who followed, "Be optimistic about the master."

...

Within two days, Jiang Lao met Jiang Siye.

The scab on her mouth was gone, but she could go out to meet guests, but she was a little lazy and didn't want to go to a banquet. But seeing her father want her to go, he couldn't bear to say nothing.

After leaving Jinling for too long, Jiang Lao really didn't know anyone.

At the banquet, I found an inconspicuous corner and sat down, quietly waiting for the fruits and vegetables to come up.

Jiang Lao's appearance is visible in the crowd.

The deportment is good, people sitting there, from the side, from the back, no matter from which angle, the slender shoulders and neck lines look beautiful.

When Shen Xianying came here, she immediately attracted her attention.

She frowned in an instant.

look familiar.

"Who is this girl? I haven't seen it before."

The maid next to her inquired and said: "This is the fourth girl Jiang from Ning'an Bo Mansion. She has been wandering around with her father since she was a child. She just came back half a month ago."

Shen Xiuying saw that Jiang Lao's clothes were very expensive, and as usual, she loved playing with this kind of eldest lady with well-earned family background.

But somehow, looking at Jiang Lao's face, he felt strange in his heart.

Not only did I feel familiar, but I also had an instinct to hate me.

Strange, I feel disgusted at a glance.

Shen Xiuying didn't walk to Jiang Lao, but when a few official girls were about to walk to Jiang Lao, she pulled them to her side.

With no one sitting on the left and right of Jiang Lao, she was separated from the crowd, making it difficult to blend in.

Jiang Lao had a lot of fun himself, peeling lychees together with Ming Shao.

It's just that this scene is a bit pitiful in the eyes of other ladies.

Which girl is this? I have never appeared at various gatherings of ladies, let alone. There were so many girls at the banquet today. She didn't even know anyone, and she couldn't even find anyone who talked.

No one looked for Jiang Lao, Jiang Lao was happy.

The cooks in the imperial dining room in the palace are very good, and they cook a lot of dim sum meals that suit her taste.

As for what others were thinking, she didn't bother to pay attention to it.

But let those noble ladies who don't recognize her watch. The banquet was meant to be with people. She didn't look for someone to talk to, showing timidity, as if she didn't dare to socialize with people.

They are waiting for her to introduce who she is.

So shy, could it be because of a thin family background, and afraid of being looked down upon by others, so I dare not say?

Someone saw that Shen Xianying always looked towards Jiang Lao, and seemed to know something, and asked her secretly, "Second Miss, do you know, which girl is that?"

Shen Xiuying frowned, Jiang Lao's face faintly overlapped with the face of a person in her memory, and the more they looked, the more they looked like.

It's just that the status of the two is quite different, so she can't confirm whether they are the same person.

Maybe...just look similar.

But he snorted from his nose, hating Wu and Wu. The jealousy and dissatisfaction of the little maid around the new emperor in his previous life was brought to Jiang Lao, with a contemptuous tone, "The girl from the country, who knows her?"

It is the person with such a face that hindered her way and told her to corpses in the wild in her previous life, and no one collected her corpses.

The banquet was set in the palace in the Hundred Gardens, with the hanging door outside, and the sound of rolling chair wheels and noisy footsteps suddenly sounded.

Sharp-eyed, he said to everyone: "A few princes are here."

Shen Yanying's eyes lit up quickly.

Jiang Lao Peel Li

The speed of the branch also slowed down, and he wiped the wet fingers and corners of his lips with a kerchief, and adjusted the skirt without any hurries.

Today, some lazy people don't want to deal with those official ladies, but they can't be lazy and lose face because of their clean appearance.

Hearing that the prince is coming, there may be tolerance, and she subconsciously bit her lower lip.

Although the scab has faded, there is a strong sense of existence.

In the past few days, she has never been to Rong Chen.

Go to find out that Si Ying Huaiqing's aunt is back, and the two little eunuchs are innocent.

"The second prince, the fourth prince, and the ninth prince."

At this time, several princes came in, and the ladies stood up and saluted.

Especially Shen Xiuying, knowing that the new emperor will be included in the future, her attitude is very respectful.

Today, she wore a satin-green pear blossom jacket. She learned the color that the little maid habitually wears in memory, and the color that is not enough to show off. There are many imitations on the hairpins, hoping to be more attracted to the Rong. One or two points of attention.

Rong Chen didn't even give her a straight eye, and the end of his eyes even contained a bit of hostility.

He looked around for a week, and finally stopped at the little girl in the corner who bowed his bow.

Just now, I heard her calling him the Nine Princes with others.

When saluting, the manners, etiquette, drip not leaking, and you can't pick out the slightest mistake.

Seriously so cute.

It's just that she was there alone, alone, and the pile of peeled lychee shells on the small case made her seem more and more neglected.

No one cares, can only peel lychees to play.

Rong Ming's eyes sank.

Sui Sui looked down, manipulating the wheelchair, and headed towards Jiang Lao.

There was no one by her side, but it gave him the convenience of going forward.

His eyes were eagle-eyed and extremely sharp, and he paused for a moment on her red lips, and saw white marks that looked like a wound healed.

His eyes were dark and he suddenly smiled.

The magnetically pleasing voice rang.

"Don't call me brother? Year after year."