I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

The guards stepped into the courtyard one after another, but when they arrived in the courtyard, the courtyard was quiet and empty, and there was no one.

The moon in the sky is big and round, and a shadow of a tree is reflected in the courtyard.

There was no wind on all sides, but the shadow of the thickest branch of the sycamore tree was shaking tremblingly on the floor of bluestone slabs.

A guard immediately looked up at the plane tree and shouted, "He is there."

Someone eagerly chased after him, but the guard with the arrow in his hand was still in shape, but he pulled the bow and released the arrow. The arrow was like a shooting star, chasing it up, faster than a person's speed.

In the air came the sound of clothes being blown by the wind and cloth tearing.

After two cups of tea, the place returned to silence.

The guards who were chasing came back one after another, with annoyed expressions on their faces. The culprit broke into the mansion in the middle of the night and went straight to the fourth master's study. They lighted the lanterns, went into the study to check the calligraphy and paintings of Jiang Siye, and then went to report to Jiang Siye that a thief had broken in in the middle of the night.

The guard pleaded guilty: "Four Lord, his subordinates are not doing things well and told the culprit to escape. However, he hit an arrow in his right arm and he should not dare to come again in the future."

Jiang Xingzhou frowned.

Jiang Lao had been kept in his study room, and it was only a day after he entered the palace today that he suffered a thief in the study room.

If the culprit came here soon...

Who knows if he wants to steal his painting or steal his daughter?

He was furious, his face turned pale.

The night outside changed darker.

Siye Jiang raised his head and glanced out at the deep night, and said to the guard: "This matter must be known to the patrolmen on the street. If he is a thief, he may not go to other people's houses when he comes to Ning'an Bo's house; if he is not a thief, ..."

He clenched his fist and said with rejoicing and fear: "Fortunately, every year you are not in the house today. When she comes back, he will send more people to guard her yard."

The guard took the order, but hesitated before leaving, "Sir, do you want to use more people in your study?"

"I used to find the best guard to guard my calligraphy and painting, right?" Jiang Xingzhou waved his hand casually and said calmly. , You should know it in your heart."

...

The news that Ning'an Bo’s mansion had recruited the thief spread throughout the streets of Jinling on the second day, and also to the Shuxiang Palace of Concubine Yun Gui.

Concubine Yun Gui was invited by a concubine who was not in harmony with her to see plum blossoms in Meilin. At the moment when the genius was bright, she got up to dress up.

Originally, her appearance was already beautiful, so she needed to be fine-grained and jade-shaped, and only after she had made herself foolproof, Concubine Yun was satisfied. He stood up and went to show off in a leisurely manner.

There was something in Jiang Lao's heart, and she didn't sleep deeply. When the morning light just broke through the clouds, she woke up and woke up with white fluffy velvet beside the bed.

Pomegranate, as if she knew she was in a bad mood, slept in her bed all night, and saw that she was awake, and quickly entangled meowingly.

After Jiang Lao freshened up, he took him out, picked up a bunch of clean snow under the palace wall, and gave him a snow mouse to play with.

Pomegranate was very excited, but it was a pity that Snow Mouse didn't like it. As soon as the pomegranate dropped its paw, it crushed it.

The little white cat became unhappy, and jumped out of Jiang Lao's arms, leaving a bunch of plum-shaped footprints on the snow.

Outside the palace wall, the people who went to the palace were talking about the thief in Siye Jiang’s study. They were guessing who the thief was. Inside the palace wall, Jiang Lao was bending over and picking up the pomegranate. In her ears, her movement slowly stagnated.

The thief who sneaked into the study in the middle of the night?

Isn't it the crow magpie who came to give her something with Rong Ming's orders?

"The guards in Ning'an Bo's Mansion were so strict that the culprits broke in. At this moment, the high-ranking officials in Jinling, and the wealthy and wealthy businessmen in the family, are panicking, fearing that they will be stolen."

"I don't think they need to be afraid. From my point of view, the culprit was 80% directed at Siye Jiang himself or the rare and famous paintings he collected. It might not be a thief, but a painting idiot. Words are crazy."

At this moment, there was a sound from the side.

"That culprit was not caught?"

The two court ladies raised their eyes and saw Jiang Lao standing still holding the cat in front of them. The two of them hurriedly bowed their heads at her respectfully, "I have seen the four girls."

One of them answered her question just now, "The culprit was not caught, but don't worry, girl, there is nothing missing in Fourth Master's study."

Jiang Lao said, of course, nothing is missing.

Wu Que was here to give her something, not to steal it.

Being beaten as a thief for no reason is a bit wronged.

But she couldn't jump out and explain. If she explained it, let her father know that her father didn't want to agree, and now she won't agree.

"Girl, don't worry about this. Someone from the prefecture just intends to tell the lady about it, not to tell the girl, so as not to worry the girl." The lady of the palace looked at Jiang Lao, "Besides, the thief will definitely be able to Caught. He was shot in the arm by an arrow from the guard last night. As long as he appears in the hospital, he will be caught by the people waiting there."

Jiang Lao raised his eyes in astonishment, "Injured?" Was Wu Que injured?

"Yeah, no matter how good he is, he is only one person, no one can compare to so many guards. After all, he is outnumbered. I heard that his injured arm is his right arm. Even if he doesn't go to the hospital, his behavior must be different from ordinary people. It’s easy to recognize when you get mixed up in the crowd. Although the girl is relieved, he can’t escape."

Jiang Lao: "..."

She couldn't relax her heart just because she couldn't escape.

...

Jiang Lao couldn't leave the palace, Ming Shao was not by her side, the new maid could not trust her, and she couldn't find someone to help her spread the news outside the palace. Those maidservants looked closely at her, because she and the maid in Shuxiang's palace were so close. I got acquainted with them and asked them for help, so I got rid of those new maids for a while.

She walked all the way to the imperial garden.

Today, the concubines are enjoying the flowers in Meilin, but the imperial garden is deserted.

When she left Shuxiang Palace, the snow conditions changed. By coincidence, when she walked to the Yuhuayuan, the snow was heavy. She was wearing a pink velvet snow gown, and she didn't feel cold.

With four flour makeup and silver makeup, Jiang Lao walked under a camellia tree with pomegranate to hide from the snow. Looking up at the snow, there was a camellia blooming half white and half pink. It was very rare. She couldn't help but stretch out her hand. Go to pick it, but she is small and can't reach it on tiptoe.

Pomegranate jumped out of her arms and jumped onto the tree. Jiang Lao hurriedly pointed to the branch with the camellia she wanted, "Pomegranate, go there."

When the pomegranate moved, half of the branches of the whole tree were lowered. Jiang Lao hurriedly plucked the flower, and all the branches were swaying. The snow accumulated on the branches was like falling fruits, and directed towards her. Smash it over.

Jiang Lao subconsciously blocked his face with his hands, but was not really hit by snowflakes as she expected.

She slowly moved away the arm that blocked her vision, and a clean and picturesque face was reflected in her pupils.

Rong Wei held the umbrella high and propped it to the side of her face. This umbrella blocked the cold wind and falling snow, and also blocked the sunlight in the sky, casting a shadow on his face.

On the snow behind him, there are two long wheel marks.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Lao asked.

Before he could answer, the umbrella surface suddenly heavy, collapsed downward, and the shadow became heavier.

Jiang Lao looked up and watched the pomegranate, which was as heavy as a small pound, jumped onto the umbrella. The umbrella face was directly pressing on her head. She was forced to bend over and cramped her hand on the arm rest of the wheelchair.

Huaiqing hurriedly chased, "Eh-yo", he shook his foot, and turned around with his eyes closed, "Why did you change your hug?" The two figures under the umbrella were too close.

He thought that no one heard what he was saying, but Jiang Lao blushed, and hurriedly poked the umbrella surface twice. The pomegranate could not sit still on the umbrella surface. When he jumped away, there was more space under the umbrella. Jiang Laoshu Take a sigh of relief.

"I am here, waiting for you." Rong Chen said at this moment.

Jiang Lao turned to him, only to find that his face was flushed with cold.

This is... how long have you waited?

She lowered her eyes and said, "You don't have to wait so long."

She brought up the marriage, and she just needs to take care of everything.

"Don't wait here, I can't see you. If I didn't know you were in the palace last night, I wouldn't have come so late."

"What if you can't wait?"

"If it doesn't wait, there won't even be a case."

Sorry mandarin ducks.

These words suddenly popped out of Jiang Lao's mind.

It's so difficult to see each other.

However, each of them had their own desires for this marriage.

The snow falling on her eyebrows and eyebrows will soon melt into water, and Rong Ming sighed in his hands, gently erasing the snowflakes from her face.

Jiang Lao was itchy by his rough fingers, and he laughed weakly.

He followed with a smile, "Why are you so happy?"

"Because I saw you." He made her feel more at ease than everyone else.

She said casually, his eyes darkened, but soon he laughed secretly to himself.

When he lowered his arm, the slight pain came that made Rong Ming's teeth tense slightly.

A few layers of white cloth were wrapped around the arm under the jacket, which had been soaked with blood, and the outermost clothes were night-like black, even if they were stained with blood. His breathing was low and his face remained as usual.

In the winter, the bureaucrats are also at leisure. Today in the Ministry of Engineering, my colleagues were doing nothing, talking about the thief in Ning'an Bo’s mansion, each one was guessing what kind of situation a person with an injured right arm would be like. Rong Chen listened to them and mentioned what they said. Avoid the same way.

He still used his right hand to catch things and write with his right hand.

No one could see any difference between him and usual, and no one would associate a little thief who broke into someone's house at night with a disabled man in a wheelchair.

"The thief who entered my study yesterday was actually the magpie who came to give me snacks, right?"

Rong Wei nodded slowly.

"Then you are here

Wait for me. "Jiang Lao left in a hurry. After nearly two moments, he came back in a hurry, but there was an extra prescription in his hand." This is the prescription that I asked the royal doctor to prescribe. You follow this prescription and take the medicine several times. Don't let Wu Que go to the infirmary by himself, there are people waiting to catch him. "

Rong Ming lowered his head, seemingly displeased.

Although it was him who broke into Ning'an Bo Mansion at night.

But in her heart, that person is a black magpie, and the injured person is also a black magpie.

Her medicine, care, and compassion are all for Wu Que.

Really unhappy.

Why can't you just pity him alone.

He slowly stretched out his left hand and took the medicine packet in Jiang Lao's hand.

Outside the palace gate, Wu Que waited outside the carriage, waiting for the figures of Rong Ming and Huaiqing to appear at the palace gate, he hurriedly greeted him, "His Royal Highness."

Rong Ming glanced at him, feeling depressed.

Wu Que subconsciously felt that she had done something wrong, and after thinking about it carefully, she didn't do anything wrong.

He was confused by the cold and severe flashes in Rong Chen's phoenix eyes just now.

Go to ask Huaiqing, Huaiqing glanced at Wu Que suspiciously, and whispered: "Your Highness is in a good mood, you are mistaken."

The black magpie scratched his sideburns in confusion.

...

Jiang Lao walked back to Shuxiang Palace.

The snow on the palace road was deep and thick, and there was a man wearing a green-calyx plum blossom and purple-bottom cloak waiting at the end of the long road.

The figure walked back and forth anxiously on the spot until she stopped when she saw her.

Then he walked towards her step by step, faster and faster.

This is waiting for her purposely.

But she didn't know her.

Jiang Lao subconsciously was a little defensive, put his hand on the purse on his waist, and when the figure walked in front of her, her finger bones were tightened.

The man stopped in front of her, his short body blessed his body, took off the cape and hat, revealing a pair of melancholy but determined eyes, "Miss Jiang."

Jiang Lao saw her face clearly, and suddenly he had an impression.

Although I have never dealt with it, I have seen it far away at the banquet.

It's Chen Congyun.