I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

The martial arts field was empty, and the sound of the wind was indeed colder than in the academy.

Jiang Lao subconsciously wanted to give him the jacket.

But in order to pretend to be a little fat guy, she tied a few layers of cloth around her waist and lacked one piece of clothing, which might reveal her identity as a girl.

Jiang Lao was a little embarrassed for a while.

He heard Rong Ming say again, "Hands are cold."

Jiang Lao's hand was held by him, and he naturally knew that his hand was cold.

The uninterrupted medicated bath made Rong Ming's body temperature slightly colder than ordinary people.

There was a medicinal cold from the fingertips, which passed under Jiang Lao's skin through the tightly attached skin.

She squatted down, tightly hugged his left hand with her two little hands, held her to warm him for a while, and then went to warm his right hand.

After a while, she felt that her hands were not so hot anymore, she seemed to have passed the temperature into his hands, and then raised her eyes and looked at his eyes.

"Change the cold?"

The clear eyes are full of concern.

Rong Ming's reaction was to grab her hand first and hold on to it, "Yeah."

His voice was deep and weak, as if he was not awake.

Rong Wei's figure in the wheelchair leaned back slightly, as if he had relieved his strength. Although he was tall, he was very weak, even when he fanned his long eyelashes.

It's not surprising that such an expression fell into Jiang Lao's eyes. On the Fangcai martial arts field, all the onlookers just wanted to see who lost and who won. Only she was afraid of his sickly body and sweated from beginning to end.

However, changing well is just tired, not injured.

Jiang Lao let him hold his hand to keep warm. As Jiang Youfu, you don't have to think about whether or not a man or a woman will give or receive a relationship. It's just weird to hold hands in this way.

After a while, she wanted to take her hand away again.

But Rong Jian became more vigorous and clasped her five fingers together, "Changing the cold."

He almost knew what Jiang Lao was embarrassing about at a glance. She took her hand and placed it on the arm rest of the wheelchair. She wore a man's shirt with extra wide sleeves, covering both hands under the cloth.

Others looked over, but Jiang Lao was helping him with his wheelchair.

No one knew, under the sleeves, they secretly held hands.

There was both secret joy and subtle dissatisfaction in Rong Ming's heart.

Every time I can touch her.

He will feel satisfied and not enough.

The more I thought about it, the more unbearable darkness appeared in his pupil.

This kind of day can only be secretly.

When can he endure the change?

…

Back to

At the back of the house, Shen Yanying was so angry that she cried at the desk.

How many men in the previous life said she was beautiful, and she spent two or three hours dressing up before going to the hunting ground today. Why would he say she was ugly?

The look in Rong's eyes seemed to have taken root in her mind, and she could not get rid of it.

Cold, disgusting, and disdainful, as if she was such a dirty thing.

He was the emperor in the previous life, so he looked at her with such ridicule, but now he is just a handicapped woman, she is the daughter of a high-ranking official, and his confidence in seeing her like this, Shen Weiying suddenly wiped away the tears on her face.

She kept thinking about the scene she saw on the shooting ground.

Rong Chen let the small, ordinary-faced scholar, who seemed to be his junior, to follow him.

There was no discomfort in his eyes.

He has become different from his previous life.

Not only could he allow the little maid to be around him, but he could also tolerate others.

Then the ending that he will become the emperor in the end, will it... also change?

Shen Yanying was a little flustered, but also a little inexplicably excited.

She remembered all the things she had changed since her rebirth.

The line of sight suddenly brightened, and he clenched his fists.

She struggled to get a chance to be born again, maybe she could change more things.

She didn't want to please him anymore, she wanted him not to be an emperor.

The ignorance and humiliation he imposed on her in this life.

For the sword that pierced her throat in the previous life.

She has to doubly change back.

…

In the Palace of Fairview, a court lady presented a greeting post to Queen Jiahe. Queen Jiahe glanced indifferently. Seeing that it was the post of the second girl from Shenque’s family asking to see her, she twisted the letter, glanced twice, and left it aside. , "If you don't see it, you don't have to reply."

Chen Que had never had any contact with her family, and she didn't know why his daughter suddenly wanted to see her.

Empress Jiahe thought for a while, and then suddenly called her court lady back, "In exchange for a letter, it is said that my palace is ill and it is inconvenient to see her."

But Queen Jiahe was in a good mood today, and suddenly changed her mind.

The lady of the court should "here" and wrote back.

At this time, a palace official came back and presented the seventeenth prince's two subjects of riding and shooting to Jia and Queen.

Queen Jiahe smiled with satisfaction and asked: "What's interesting on the hunting ground?"

The palace man shook his head.

Jiahe Queen knew that Rong Chen hadn't been as embarrassed as she expected.

But when she thought of Rong Lu being on the hunting ground today, watching other scholars shooting arrows and riding horses, but he could only sit in a wheelchair, and he couldn't move his legs even if he wanted to move. She couldn't help but lift the corner of her lips and smile. Up.

At this time, the palace lady suddenly heard that Emperor Zhaowu was coming, and Empress Jiahe hurriedly got up to greet her.

Emperor Zhaowu's joyful mood was maintained from the shooting field to returning to the palace. He listened to the contest in the shooting field with Queen Jiahe, and then said: "I have accepted Xiao Jiu's request and let him leave the palace. palace."

Seeing that Empress Jiahe was shocked and wanted to stop him, he said, "I have already made an decree to the Ministry of Industry to choose a site for Xiao Jiu to build a mansion. The imperial decree has already been issued, so don't you want to say something to stop it."

Shengsheng blocked everything Jia and the Queen had to say in his throat.

She even had to smile when Emperor Zhaowu said, "You should be happy if Xiao Jiu was born early". Even if she gritted her teeth in her heart, she must look happy.

…

One month later, the mansion was rebuilt and it was located in the west of the city.

Queen Jiahe couldn't stand the location of Rong's mansion in the most prosperous place in Jinling. After all, the people from the Ministry of Industry chose Rong's mansion to be located in the remote west of the city.

But it hit Rong's arms.

On the day of moving, the college gave him a three-day break.

night.

Shen Shi is three quarters, and the night is heavy.

Huaiqing has been busy for a day inside and out. Before going to bed, he finally took a look outside Rong Lu's house. Seeing that the window lattice was not closed, he went forward and closed it.

Before closing the window, he carried the lantern and glanced into the room.

The wheelchair was separated by the wall. Looking at the bed again, the curtain was tightly covered, and Rong Ming seemed to have fallen asleep.

Huaiqing found it strange that he had waited on Rong Ming for so long, and it was rare for him to go to bed earlier than his servants.

Huaiqing closed the window, turned and left the yard.

But I don't know that there is no one on the bed.

…

A black figure was almost completely hidden in the night, sitting on one of the eaves for an unknown period of time.

In the room below, the Liu clan was talking to his close maid.

The Liu family was rushed to this house in the west of the city. It has been a few months in a blink of an eye, and her face was obviously haggard, as if she was really sick.

The Liu family couldn't leave the house for half a step, and could only rely on the news that the maid asked to find out about the Ning'an Bo Mansion.

She was especially concerned about the movements of the four rooms, and she was very careful about the class that she inquired about from the close maid.

The personal maid said: "When the old lady's birthday banquet had just passed, the fourth master went to teach at the Egret Academy. It seemed that he was a little angry with the uncle and didn't come back for a long time."

"But these days, it's better

Now, I gave him a lot of paintings, which is convenient for the uncle to go out and socialize, and it provides a lot of convenience for the uncle. "

The personal maid said: "Madam, from the eyes of the maidservant Yinu, the fourth master is really careless about the title."

Liu frowned and scolded: "You don't know what he is thinking about."

"But if the Fourth Master wants the Bo's House, he will definitely use the things at the birthday banquet to make use of the topic. How can he help the uncle everywhere like now. And not long after the birthday banquet, the fourth wife also gave the gift in his hand. The old lady went to take care of it."

Liu's face changed slightly, and his heart was slightly loosened.

When Jiang Xingzhou came back suddenly, she was caught off guard, and then the food shop happened again, which made her make up her mind to eradicate the four houses.

"Do you really think that the fourth child is helping our family?"

The close-fitting maid nodded heavily.

Liu's frowned brows suddenly relaxed, "If he really takes his elder brother so seriously, maybe I can go back instead?"

The Liu family was pleased and anxious, "Hurry up and grind for me. I want to write to the master and ask him to say more good things for me. Maybe someday the fourth child will listen to his elder brother's words. I can go back first."

She wondered about Jiang Xingzhou's psychology, and suddenly snorted, "I used to be angry with the fourth child, now it seems that he is stupid."

The thought that his elder brother had long been very jealous of him, and that he was digging his heart and lungs for his elder brother, Liu felt a kind of inexplicable pleasure.

She smiled happily, picked up a pen to write on the paper, and after finishing writing, she suddenly asked bitterly: "That girl from the fourth house, how are the past few days?"

"The four girls heard that they were sick, so they stayed in her courtyard and didn't go out to see people much."

The personal maid said, "By the way, when the Fourth Master was traveling in Beijing, she collected a son who had never seen him, but I heard that the Fourth Master was very kind to the son, so I took him to the Egret Academy instead, old man. The Lord heard that, and asked the Fourth Master to take the righteous son back to the mansion for a look, but the Fourth Master said that the righteous son was born dumb, afraid of others, and did not bring him back to Ning'an Bo Mansion."

"The righteous son?" The Liu family felt more and more now that Siye Jiang's heart might really not be in the inheritance house. "A dumb, what use can it be adopted? The old four is really kind."

She curled her lips and smiled, "With that girl, she deserves it for her illness."

The crime she suffers now is all given by Jiang Lao, and Liu's eyes are jealous and hateful. "Just let her die. If it weren't for her life, she would have died a few years ago. How could she have lived until now."

The personal maid is about to

He said something, and suddenly heard two clicks on the top of his head, and two blue bricks snapped down.

They smashed on the top of Liu's head one after another, and blood flowed like a burst of blood.

The close maid screamed immediately.

Liu's eyes stared at Venus, covering the wound on the top of her head, her hands were blood-red and warm, she trembling hands, and asked in a sharp voice: "Who is there?"