I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

"It doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong!" The fourth prince pointed at Jiang Lao, "She let the bird catch me first!"

Rong Chao's gaze fell on the fingers of the fourth prince, and he snorted lazily, "How do I look, is the fourth elder brother scared the mynah in her arms?"

The fourth prince's face was blue with anger, "You just came here, what did you see?"

"I just saw it." Rong Chen didn't reason with him. He turned around and hugged the mynah from Jiang Lao's arms. He held it gently, and said slowly, "This mynah belongs to Concubine Yun. Pets?"

Jiang Lao nodded hurriedly.

She cast her eyes down, looking at Rong Ming.

Although his back was thin, he already gave her a sense of happiness as she hugged and was protected by her golden thighs.

Very at ease.

The four princes choked.

This mynah was raised by Concubine Yun?

What if he hurt Concubine Yun's Mynah? If that charming beauty wailed at his father, he would have had a bad life for a while.

"I will spare you this time!" The fourth prince was angry and annoyed, and asked people to let go of Ming Shao, leaving with a red scratch on his face.

Rong Ming looked at his back, his thin lips opened slightly, his voice was extremely low, "Bug."

...

Jiang Lao ran to Ming Shao, "Are you okay?"

"Is the girl okay?" Ming Shao was a little frightened, but she was not injured, shook her head, "The slave and maid are okay."

"Year."

Behind him, Rong Ming called her in small characters, and his voice was a little anxious. Jiang Lao turned his head. Xiao Fugui was stepping on Rong Ming’s shoulders, turning the young man who had just dealt with the four princes indifferently into a very embarrassed and stiff body. Move, as if afraid of throwing the little mynah down.

Jiang Lao couldn't help himself, and hurriedly went back and took the little rich and honorable person back to his arms.

Rong Chen coughed, Huai Qing stepped forward knowingly, holding a wooden box and handing it to Jiang Lao.

"Girl, this is what His Royal Highness Nine brought back to you from Yunling."

Jiang Lao took the wooden box, Xiao Fugui handed it to Ming Shao to hold it, and she opened the wooden box. Inside, there were a dazzling array of colored clay puppets, mud whistles, bamboo dragonflies, and some other little things she could not recognize. Son, they are all small toys.

Jiang Lao was taken aback for a moment.

She dreamed of him giving her something.

Ah, that's not right, it's not him, it's Jiuye.

It wasn't a gift, but after he came back from a long trip, something suddenly appeared in her room.

The clay doll, which he brought back, was placed in her room forcibly.

She didn't like that doll, and even found it scary.

Jiang Lao was in a daze, and Rong Zhao took the box from her hand. His expression didn't look good, and he said sadly, "If you don't like it, just throw it away."

"Huh?" She hurriedly snatched the box from him, held it in her arms, and lowered her head, "I like it."

She emphasized it again, "Really like it."

Only then did she understand that whether she likes it or not is not based on her own preferences, but more on who the person giving the item is.

"Every few days there will be a market." Holding the sleeve stove with plum blossoms in his hand, Rong Zhu looked at her, "Every time I see something delicious and fun, I will think of you."

Jiang Lao knows how fun the market in the village outside is. With a few small copper plates, you can buy delicious biscuits and fun little toys, but when she thinks of the lively and fun scene of the village market, she suddenly feels a bit subtle. Displeased.

She was worried every day in Jinling, counting the fallen leaves with her fingers and waiting for him to come back. Did he actually go to the market?

Humph.

No letters were sent to her.

Rong Chen asked her, "I have been away for more than four months, did you think about me once?"

Jiang Lao is cold: "No."

Suddenly there was a clear and slow voice, but the tone was a little strange, shrill like a female voice, "Yun Ling, Yun Ling."

"When will he come back."

Jiang Lao turned his head in astonishment, Xiao Fugui was standing on Ming Shao's arm, with a bird's beak, speaking in her tone.

I taught it for a few months of idioms, but it didn't learn it, but now she even learned her sigh, decently after she finished learning her tongue, she gave a soft "hey".

Ming Shao looked at her in surprise, "Girl, Xiaofugui can speak."

Jiang Lao: "..."

A faint laugh came from her ear. It sounded like Rong Ming's voice, and Jiang Lao's face blushed, "It didn't learn what I said."

His eyes were like stars, and he said with a smile: "I didn't ask if I learned what you said."

"..."

When Jiang Suo choked, his face was completely red, he squatted on the ground holding his head for a long time, stood up tremblingly, pretending that what had just happened did not happen, and wanted to turn the story over.

"Who told you to stay in Yunling for too long?" She curled her lips and found herself down the steps.

But she blushed, and gave Xiao Fugui an annoyed look.

It hurts it for nothing, and Jing tears down the stage for her.

The little girl murmured, her white cheeks bulged and sank again, looking very cute.

Rong Wei shook his head and said helplessly: "Neither do I

Want to stay so long. "

But as long as he doesn't wait till the last moment and there is a queen blocking the way, he can't justify getting what he deserves.

Jiang Lao was originally just trying to make her little temperamental. She was not really angry. She asked Ming Shao to hold away the little rich and honour who was addicted to talking, and asked Rong Ming curiously, "You just saw the four princes really scared me. Mynah?"

In fact, it was not the four princes that scared the little wealth.

It was him who was scared by Xiao Fugui, and he was scratched on his forehead by the Xiao Fugui who she threw in the past.

She intended to make Xiaofugui scratch his eyes.

Who made the fourth prince look at her with a squint, making her feel uncomfortable.

"I didn't see it, I made it." Rong Chen was honest in front of her, "Anyway, you are right if you are right."

Jiang Lao: "..."

So unreasonable.

But she really likes what to do.

Is the feeling of being protected by golden thighs like this?

Rong Ming looked at her with bright eyes, as if she had taken a small advantage, and the corners of his lips curled up, and all his emotions were indulged in his deep eyes.

No one could tell the displeasure in his heart.

"Just now, what did my fourth brother talk to you?"

He didn't know why his fourth brother approached her.

He didn't even know if his fourth brother had a marriage contract with her.

"He told me that you were rewarded for Yunling's affairs." Jiang Lao thought of the four princes squinting her eyes, and said angrily. Marry your daughter to you."

Jiang Lao looked at Rong Ming, his expression became hesitant.

She paused, and she spied something from his look, and she was silent for a while.

Then he hesitantly asked, "What the Fourth Prince said...is it true?"

Rong Ming nodded.

Jiang Lao's throat choked and his face became ugly.

Chen Bing's daughter, Chen Congyun.

A well-known talented girl in Jinling, who is proficient in everything in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

She subconsciously wanted to think of her fault, but her mind was blank, and she muffled for a long time, and then said: "That girl...very good."

Rong Zhen has been looking at her.

Seeing her face turned from shock to entanglement, and then he heard her words, his eyes immediately darkened, "Do you really think so?"

His jaw line is tight, his eyes are as cold as pools, and his blade is as cold as a blade.

Jiang Lao had never seen such a mood on his face.

The news was so sudden that she suddenly couldn't sort out her emotions, and said in a dull voice: "People in Jinling say that she is knowledgeable, gentle and considerate, and is a good candidate to be a wife."

There was a very small voice in her heart, where she said, no, Chen Congyun can't.

But that voice was suppressed by another voice.

She was a little concerned that he would be squeezed out by the Xu family's gangsters. If he could marry Chen Bing's daughter, Chen Bing would definitely not let him be wronged.

"Yes." Rong Ming suddenly sneered, "I heard that Miss Chen is very good."

His voice was dumb, with a thin fury in it, "But I don't want it."

The end of his eyes was a little red. If Jiang Lao looked at him at this moment, he would feel that the look on his face was no different from the way Jiuye was angry in her dream.

Why do you want to push him out.

Jiang Lao was a little surprised, and looked up at Rong Ming.

Her eyes are clear, like a stream of water.

There were surprises in it that she might not even realize.

When she raised her eyes to look at him, the anger and uncontrollable depression in Rong Ming's eyes were all hidden.

There was a sorrow in his heart, but there was an aggrieved look on his face, "I don't want to have anything to do with her."

"But you haven't seen her..."

"I don't see it, I don't want to." Rong Wei's eyelashes blinked slowly, and his eye sockets looked gloomy, but his voice was very stubborn, "I know what I want. ."

Jiang Lao was bewitched by his gloomy voice, his voice softened, "What do you want?"

"It's best to be the eldest daughter of my age, the eldest daughter of the family, loving parents, and a younger brother who was born in Jinling, but grew up in other places. He likes to eat sweets and bewildered." He said calmly, "It's only her. , I am willing."

Jiang Lao didn't react for a while.

She patiently counted the conditions he said, one by one, and screened them among the Jinling ladies she knew.

The eldest daughter of the same age, loving parents, and a younger brother.

No one was born in Jinling but grew up elsewhere.

Not to mention the sleepiness and sweetness, how does she know which of them is sleepiness and sweetness?

There is no girl like he said in Jinling.

She tilted her head and glanced at him, then she stopped talking.

He counted it again, even more helpless, and had to ask him, "You only want to find such a person?"

"Only she can do it."

His tone was determined, but it seemed that he already had the person he wanted.

Jiang Lao bit her lip lightly. She put down her hand and shook her head. Her pupils were bright and conscientiously retorted, "But, there is no such person as you said."

Rong Ming shook his head.

He meant something, and said slowly: "You think about it."

His voice was low and steady, and he repeated the conditions that he had just said, "A little younger than me, but not too much younger. Parents are loving and harmonious, and they are the eldest daughter of the family. It is better to have a younger brother..."

Jiang Lao listened and listened, this time he didn't wait until he finished speaking, and he knew what was wrong.

After he came back to his senses, the breathing was disturbed, and he pointed to himself in amazement, "Me?"

Rong Ming let out an "um", with a smile in his aura.

"It's you."

The beautiful red mole under his eyes is illuminated by the white sunlight. If there are viewers, all will be dazzled. The glazed pupils are as clear as water, "It will only be you."

Jiang Lao was a little faint, "Why?"

"Do you really want to know?"

The greed in his heart is about to swallow his whole person.

He wants her to belong to him completely, and wants her to share with him those ugly emotions-jealousy, greed, and exclusivity.

What is Pei Songyu, and what is Chen Congyun? What is his fourth brother?

In his world, there are only two people, he and her.

Jiang Lao nodded. She rarely said anything against her will. She looked up at him, "I want to know."

Rong Ming looked down and looked at her slightly clenched small hand, seemingly nervous to answer.

She didn't want to know why.

Why?

Because he is selfish, he is greedy, he wants to confine her to a place where no one else can see her, wants her to belong to him alone, and he will only belong to her alone.

He has not lived well under the sun, he is extremely evil in nature, and he can't learn the morals and morals of the world. He is destined to be incompatible with the world, but his soul will always be surrendered to her. She lives and he lives with him, and he will also live when she dies. Die with them.

These thoughts were rooted in his mind, and he could not get rid of it. He couldn't leave the knife that hurt her, but he yearned for her to give him the same response all the time.

The obsession has penetrated into the bone marrow, to the point of distortion and sickness.

If she said all these things, what would she be afraid of?

He won't let her know.

"Because I can't trust others."

He didn't have a long story, his voice was humble and trembling when he called her in small prints, "Nian Nian."

"Apart from you, I have no trustworthy person."

"I just want to marry someone I can trust."

He is a hunter who has carefully arranged traps, a demon who deceives her kindness and sympathy with lies and disguise, but is also a poor creature who crawls on her heels, begging her to give him a trace of pity.

Jiang Lao didn't speak for a long time.

He said that he had no credibility except her.

When she first dreamed, she was afraid that he was terribly scared, so she would never think that in the future, the aloof, indifferent and authoritarian man would be as meek as a newly-born little bird, and he was full of trust when he looked at her.

"Don't push me to others." Rong Ming's low voice rang in her ears again, his pupils were shining, and his wet eyes looked very pitiful, "After I left the palace, there was something in the palace. The news said that the queen wanted to point me to a marriage."

Jiang Laohuan was caught off guard by his words before he came out of his thoughts.

She paused, and said in astonishment: "The queen wants to find someone to watch you?"

Rong Ming nodded slowly and surely.

She must not be able to watch the queen arrange her eyeliner by his side.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and the sun fell on it, "I don't know what to do."

"How could this happen." Jiang Lao walked back and forth.

She never seemed to have thought that Rong Chen would get married.

In her dream, she dreamed that he was twenty-six years old, and that his children were already twins. He was always alone. Even on New Year’s Eve when the family was reunited, he would be alone, staring at the snow outside the window. With a straight back and a Chinese suit, his back looks utterly lonely, but it is inaccessible, as if it would go on like this for a lifetime.

She walked a few steps on the spot, then stopped suddenly, her eyes lit up and asked him, "Then why didn't you agree to Master Chen?"

If you agree to Chen Bing first, Jia and Queen will not be able to marry him.

This is a ready-made driftwood.

"Years, it's not what you think." Rong Wei lowered his head, "Besides, I said that no matter who I am, no matter who I am, except I am trustworthy."

He had a difficult tone, a little flustered, "I don't know what to do."

The sky is cloudless, the sun is shining, and the slightest haze is gone.

But Jiang Lao's eyes seemed to have fallen out of dust.

She pinched her palm, "Don't panic, don't be afraid."

She lowered her head, thought for a long time, and finally, slowly moved her gaze to him.

"Master Chen Bing's daughter can't do it, what if it's me?"