"I'll go and see if Ji Ting is dead. See you in debt."

Rong Huang turned two turns and walked towards the temporary operating room.

Before Rong Huang left, Ji Ting made a **** expression on his face. Ji Ting fainted from fear on the spot, and he is probably not awake.

Rong Huang carried his hands on his back, like the dean of instruction wandering in the corridor during early study time. When the guard at the door saw Rong Huang coming, he straightened up and said, "Master Rong."

Outside Rong Huang's identity is Young Master Rong who came to the imperial capital to do business, and she was not prepared to reveal her true **** in front of others.

Rong Huang nodded and opened the door to enter.

Unexpectedly, Ji Ting was already awake, and his strange-looking face was full of pain.

Rong Huang guessed that it was abruptly awake.

Seeing Rong Huang coming in, Ji Ting's eyes almost burst into flames.

Although he is very weak now, this does not prevent him from attempting to kill Rong Huang with his eyes, "You... bitch!"

Rong Huang bent his eyes and smiled, with tenderness on his flawless face, he slapped Ji Ting's face with a slap, causing Ji Ting to pull the wound, grinning with pain.

"Talk to your father and me well, or you'll be stunned."

Ji Ting: "..."

Rong Huang sat down on a round stool not far from Ji Ting, resting his chin with one hand, "Do you know why I made you like this?"

He was ordered to observe Ji Ting's situation all the time, and he should not let his dead old doctor **** up his ears when he heard the words. He also wanted to know why.

Ji Ting coughed, and the wound wrapped under the thick gauze was pulled. The pain made his teeth tremble and his facial muscles cramped. "Why?"

He also wants to know why.

Ji Ting's head was already confused, and he completely forgot that Rong Huang had previously said that he was going to send him to the Xiaoboguan.

Throwing a look of sympathy and contempt at him, Rong Huang said slowly, "Only in this way can you be happy and happy forever in the small house."

Xiaoweiguan...

happiness......

Are you the devil? !

Ji Ting twisted and tried to get up, but was held by the old doctor, "What are you doing? Just move if you don't want to live!"

Ji Ting suddenly stopped moving.

Although he is an iron man, he also knows the preciousness of life.

Gou fate matters.

But he still couldn't help cursing at Rong Huang, "Rong Huang, you **** balabala..."

Rong Huang was unmoved, in her eyes Ji Ting was just making the last struggle.

"I advise you to save a bit of effort." Rong Huang shook his legs, and drew out the golden folding fan for a while, "It took a lot of effort to wait for Xiaoweiguan to call under the guests."

Old doctor: "..." Why does he, an old man, want to hear all this?

Life is too cruel to him.

Rong Huang straightened up and said to the old doctor, "Put more huanglian when decocting him these days, so as to clear the anger in his body."

Holding the golden folding fan again, he waved to Ji Ting with a smile, "I will meet you next time at the Xiaohu Hall. I hope you will be happy and I will introduce you to the guests."

Ji Ting: "...Rong Huang!"

Rong Huang directly ignored Ji Ting who was gnashing his teeth and turned and left.

After a meal in Zhuangzi, Rong Huang returned slowly.

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The prince's disappearance for no reason is not a trivial matter.

The **** and palace lady who had served Ji Ting since she was a child found a circle of people in the palace who hadn't found Ji Ting, and quickly told the concubine Shu who was in confinement.

Concubine Shu was also a ruthless person. She smashed the tea cup directly and cut her wrist with the fragments of the tea cup.