I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

Jiang Lao wanted to force her uncomfortable uncomfortableness, but his words made her feel orderly and disordered again. Somehow, it was as cold as being in the ice and snow, and she was born again. With a slight anger, he raised his eyes in amazement and looked at Rong Ming.

He kept his head down for a long time, his lips pursed slightly, and the falling eyelashes were as heavy as they were wet with dew. The pitiful appearance... magnified the uncomfortable emotions in Jiang Lao's heart a hundred times, directly To the extent that she couldn't bear it.

She tightened her brows, "What did she do to you?"

In a soft tone, there was sullen anger.

Rong Chao turned away from his face awkwardly, as if unable to speak.

Huai Qing didn't know what medicine was sold in the gourd of His Highness Nine.

He was awakened by the movement of the palace maid escaping from the house last night. He came to the study with a lantern and took a look. His Royal Highness's clothes were still as they were in the daytime, with not a few pieces, not even many folds.

When he came, His Royal Highness Nine was using a knife to cut the bamboo to repair the lantern. Without turning his head back, he ordered him to take out the cushion in the study and burn it. The disgust in his tone was obvious.

He didn't figure it out until the next day that the cushion might have been kneeled by the court lady.

Disgusted to this point, I am afraid that the palace lady did not touch the corner of her dress.

Originally, even if something happened, the man would never be the one to suffer.

Finding a maid and maid to serve early is the ethos among the nobles of the Jokhang Dynasty. It is rare to change people at the age of His Royal Highness Nine.

"Huaiqing, you say."

Rong Zhao didn't speak for a long time, Jiang Lao was anxious, and turned to ask Huaiqing.

Huaiqing glanced at Rong Ming's eyes, and didn't mean to stop him, he paused, and slowly replied: "The maid who is attending the bed was stuffed in by the empress empress, and Yizhi couldn't refuse. Originally, she was placed there. In the West Wing, she was left to fend for herself, but she was unwilling to think that she broke into the study room of His Highness Nine while no one was guarded in the middle of the night. Poor His Highness Jiu was reading the lamp at night..."

Rong Jian coughed.

Huaiqing choked and didn't continue to say more.

Rong Chen said quietly, "Go and guard by the door," and he opened Huaiqing.

Huaiqing's words are not the most important thing, it is simply to dry Jiang Lao's heart on the fire.

The night is dark and the wind is high.

A wicked servant girl.

A prince with a leg injury and inconvenience, recently changed to a prince who had just fallen ill.

She remembered uncontrollably in her mind

The folklore's curious words are the female fairy who gathers books and generates yang/qi at night.

Rong Ming raised his eyes slightly, his gaze slowly sweeping across Jiang Lao's face.

In an inch, her frowning eyebrows, lips pursed, chin tightened, and chin line clear, all captured in the fundus of her eyes.

The long finger happily tapped twice on the wheelchair.

He wanted her to worry about him too, and wanted her to stop being indifferent.

He waited for the little girl's face to slowly turn red, hate as if he was about to stomping his feet, and the joy in his heart could not be concealed anyway, but he lowered his head and stretched the corners of his mouth so that he would not laugh, and lowered his voice. Xian said, "That woman, didn't touch me."

Jiang Lao was bored.

She never thought that the existence of someone would make her feel as uncomfortable as a thorn in her eyes, she must clear her out! She didn't want to continue to ask Huaiqing any more. Now she just wanted to go to Rongzhu's mansion and find an excuse to drive away the ill-intentioned court lady. Hearing what Rong Chao said clearly, she didn't think about it and then said: " Drive her out even if you don’t see it."

"Huan?" Didn't you meet?

She was groaning in her emotions, and she was taken aback.

"The scent of powder on her body is so nauseous that I feel nauseous. I didn't let her touch me."

Jiang Lao's heart was ignited all the way, and the fire was getting stronger and stronger, and it was extinguished all at once.

On the contrary, the inexplicable joy ignited like a small flame.

She herself felt that she was a little abnormal today, and she didn't look like herself anymore. Her face is hot now, she exhaled, and doubts appeared on her face again, "Then why do you say that you are not clean?"

"The study is a place to read sages and sages. She dived in the middle of the night and broke the rules set by the ancestors. When the ancestors saw it in the sky, they would definitely call me dirty and shameless."

Rong Wei's tone was sincere, and he looked disgusted with himself and couldn't look up.

Jiang Lao completely understood the cause and effect of the matter, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

She has moved from north to south and has seen customs everywhere. In some border areas, women's status is no different from that of men, and they can do what men can do. But in those places, she has never seen such a man who pays attention to fame and self-cleanliness.

But she was a little happy in her heart. She couldn't tell why, and her voice became softer, "It's not your fault. Even if the ancestor sees it, it will be the person who broke into your study."

"Blame me for being careless and giving the court lady the opportunity to break in."

"It doesn't count."

Jiang Lao asked him,

"Where is the maid now?"

"She became angry because of my refusal and ran away."

Jiang Lao smiled, and she found it strangely, "Why do you look...a little unhappy?"

The court lady left, isn't it a good result?

"Before leaving, she scolded me for being crippled, saying that I was only half a person, and I didn't know what to do..."

He drooped his eyelids, his speech pressure was low, as if he was really hurt by these words.

Jiang Lao looked at Rong Zhao in front of him, and he seemed to see him when he was insulted by the court lady.

At this time, she actually hoped that he could be like the Jiuye in her dream, avenging grudges, and being lawless.

She shook her head slowly, "Don't listen to her, no matter whether your legs are good or bad, you are a good person."

Rong Wei looked uneasy, "Don't you dislike me?"

Jiang Lao was very firm, "I won't."

There was a deep knock on the door.

Ming Shao couldn’t see that Jiang Lao put all his thoughts on Rong Ming. Jinling was no better than outside. It was easy to be blamed for making a small mistake. She wanted to supervise the girl, and knocked the door twice, "Girl, my Royal Highness, you Have you finished talking?"

Jiang Lao then remembered what was going on.

She took out an envelope from her sleeve.

"After the fall, if you can really enter the Ministry of Engineering, this will be useful."

After she heard the news that Rong Zhihui would enter the Ministry of Industry, she sent people to inquire about the list of officials in the Ministry of Industry and their respective temperament preferences, and wrote them on a piece of paper.

With the Xu family's contacts in the DPRK, it is easy for Rong Ming to enter the Ministry of Engineering, but if he wants to get well in the Ministry of Engineering, I am afraid there will be some resistance. Knowing what kind of people are inside earlier will make the road easier.

Rong Ming took the letter.

Ming Shao was outside and urged slightly impatiently, "Girl?"

Jiang Lao lifted the curtain to go out, Huaiqing lifted the curtain to come in.

Within this short period of time, Rong Chen opened the letter and read the name of the letter and the small print after the name.

Huaiqing glanced at it, a little surprised, "Isn't this what the Nine Highness asked me to inquire about it?"

"Would you like to talk to the four girls so that she won't waste her time in the future?"

Rong Ming looked at the figures of the two masters and servants outside the curtain. He pinched the thin letter paper and whispered: "You don't need to let Nian Nian know that we have inquired about it."

Huai Qinghu remembered the palace lanterns under the porch and the bonsai in the courtyard again. He understood what Rong Ming meant, and knew that he had said the wrong thing just now, "It was a slave who overstepped."

Outside the curtain, Ming Shao watched Jiang Lao come out with bright eyes, and looked at her appearance. She felt that she was happier than usual, and then became happy, just for a moment.

The thought that the person who made Jiang Lao happy was His Royal Highness Jiu, Ming Shao couldn't be happy anymore.

The corners of the laughing mouth drooped again, and he glanced into the house with a bit of resentment, "Girl, there are guests in the mansion today, and they will stay for dinner. Fourth Master asked us to go back soon. Let's go."

"guest?"

Ming Shao posted to Jiang Lao's ear and said, "It's Pei Shaoqing."

Jiang Lao had guessed that it would be him.

Since the day when she met Pei Songyu by chance at the corridor, she has often seen Pei Songyu come to discuss matters with her father.

Pei Songyu has helped her father a lot recently, and he will not always be humble because of only being arrogant. He didn't pretend to be a gentleman, but his style would make people think that this person is really gold and jade among them. He is elegant and clear, and he will be Mou Ruxing, and it is difficult to make life disgusting. It's not bad for Dad to associate with him.

Jiang Lao’s impression of this distant cousin is good, but his only dissatisfaction is that when his father discusses matters with him, he always likes to occupy the Huxin Pavilion where she loves to enjoy the coolness. He always met him a few days ago, but then she just refused to go. There.

Ming Shao continued: "The old man will come by then, girl, you can't be absent on this occasion, it's time to go back and dress up."

"It's just a meal together, so we don't need to dress up." Jiang Lao looked dispirited, but he really couldn't find an excuse to refuse. He lifted the curtain, Tong Rong Zhao said goodbye, and said to Ming Shao, "We Go back first."

Seeing that she was willing to go back, Ming Shao followed her and said with a smile, "The girl is very beautiful even without dressing up."

Jiang Lao got used to these words, and he didn't feel much in his heart for a long time. When she walked to the corner of the alley, she asked Ming Shao softly, "You said, why would I be upset that there is a maid waiting for the bed by His Royal Highness Nine?"

Ming Shao was startled for a moment.

Waiting for bed? The Ninth Prince? Isn't he disabled?

The unmarried little maid knew nothing about this kind of thing, but because of Jiang Lao's sentence, she was a little upset, keenly aware of what was wrong.

She thought for a long time, and said to Jiang Lao: "The Ninth Prince is too weak. You are worried about his body."

Jiang Lao didn't answer any more.

Ming Shao followed Jiang Lao step by step, and said in an uneasy manner, "The girl is so good-looking. In the future, we must find a handsome uncle. Standing with the girl, it is a pair of bi people. Look up and board the right person. It's the envy of others."

She "Stand"

The bite was extremely heavy, he pulled Jiang Lao's sleeve, his eyes were worried, and he was full of admonitions, "Girls don't jump into the fire pit".

Jiang Lao had never thought about that, and he hadn't heard the deep meaning of Ming Shao's words.

On the contrary, because Ming Shao was always mumbling about marriage by her side recently, he glanced at Ming Shao in annoyance, pretending to scare her viciously, "If you talk more, I will move the Buddhist scriptures of Nanyun Temple and Muyu together. Go to your house and let you recite it every day."

Ming Shao shut up immediately.

...

After the master and servant left.

Rong Ming's eyes were gloomy and cold.

Huaiqing only knew that Jiang Lao and her close servant had said something outside the curtain before leaving, but his ears were not good, and he was inside the house, and could not hear what they were talking about.

In order to avoid people’s eyes and ears, I originally waited a while after Jiang Rao left, and could leave when there was no one in the street. Huaiqing looked out of the alley and heard Rong Zhao behind him say: "Go back to the academy first. Once I have something to do, I want to see Mr.