Erosion of bones and pets, forensic mad concubine

Chapter 683 The Road to the Summit Paved for Him

Chapter 683 The Road to the Summit Paved for Him

Rong Jindong went back outside the firewood room, looking at the locked wooden door, his eyes were emotionless.

He unfolded his clothes and hung them on the rope in front of the door, while hugging himself, walked to the dry well behind the firewood house, followed the rope of the dry well familiarly, and fell to the bottom of the well.

The bottom of the well is empty and there is nothing, but at least it is sheltered from the wind on all sides.

In the dry well, he first curled up into a ball, and then stretched out his hands with difficulty, exhaling for himself, trying to make himself warmer.

An hour later, in the imperial city.

Zhaoning Palace.

After hearing the subordinate's report, Rong Fei's face turned cold: "Is he waiting for me?"

The subordinate replied: "Look at that, it should be! My lord, Mr. Jin knows that you don't ignore him, but he doesn't know what you are going to do. Now, Mr. Jin has suffered a lot, and he is getting more and more pitiful every day. Bring him back?"

"He still has a lot of work to do, what will he do when he takes it back? Remember what I told you, the only way to become a master is to endure hardships."

The subordinate still couldn't bear it, and said: "Young master is still so young..."

"Children of the royal family, who has been through hardships since childhood. Others don't say, my brother Sanhuang's childhood was no better than anyone else's. Look at his achievements now. In the end, there is only one way to succeed. If I don't force out his blood, he won't be far on this road in the future."

The subordinate listened, even though he knew it was reasonable, he still looked disappointed, and immediately said: "My lord, you are more cruel than before."

Rong Fei listened, and sneered: "Before I didn't know those things, I could still be naive. After I know, if I'm still confused, can I still be a man?"

The subordinate lowered his head silently, thinking of the poor child in the Prince's Mansion again, he couldn't help but said: "Subordinate, send him a suit, okay?"

"Not good." Restraining the pity in his heart, Rong Fei said coldly: "Let him figure it out by himself."

The subordinate looked at his master with apprehension, and sincerely lamented that in this world, the only thing that can change a man's temperament is gold, silver and rights. Sure enough, only women are left.

A dead woman can affect people's hearts more than she is alive.

I don't know how Ji Xuezhi will feel when he knows the real cause of his death, which will make the prince into what he is now, under Huangquan.

It's just that at the beginning, the one who sent Ji Xuezhi to the prince's mansion was not the prince himself. After many years, there is no time to regret it.

In the final analysis, there is only one sentence, self-inflicted evil, can't live.

But now, even if the prince wants to make up for Mr. Jin, he still wants to atone for that old incident. He only hopes that Mr. Jin can really live up to his expectations, and don't let the road to the top that the prince has paved for him go.

In the middle of the night, the Prince's Mansion was very quiet.

Rong Jindong slept in the dry well, and when he woke up again, it was already the full moon.

He climbed up from the dry well and saw that the clothes hanging on the rope at the door of the firewood house were frozen, and looking at the ground, there was indeed another layer of frost and snow floating on the ground.

Sighing, he knew that he couldn't wear the clothes, but he couldn't stay naked all the time.

He has been frozen for a long time today, and now he feels hot-headed and fuzzy.

Trying not to let himself fall ill, he grabbed a handful of snow on the ground and rubbed it on his face to refresh himself. After making sure he was awake, he took advantage of the dark night to sneak around the path and walked all the way to the outside of the Datong room where the servants lived. .

At this time everyone was asleep, Rong Jindong sneaked into a room, groped inside for a long time, and finally stole a piece of clothing.

Wrapping the clothes around his body, he felt that his body, which had been frozen unconscious, suddenly became much more alive.

By the moonlight, he left the house and continued to walk outside.

This time, he changed to the front yard where he walked.

Avoiding the guards on the road, he took advantage of his small movements and quickly arrived at the princess's courtyard safely.

After confirming the direction from left to right, the little boy who was less than ten years old narrowed his black eyes, walked around, walked through the courtyard, and walked to the courtyard where the maid lived.

The maids who can live in the princess's courtyard are all second-class and above maids.

Rong Jindong knew that the Crown Princess had three personal maids, six eldest maids, and eight second-class maids.

During the day, he studied the two of them, and looked at the patterns of their clothes, they were first-class maids, so after a long while of calculations about the rooms in front of him, Rong Jindong estimated the rooms of the two maids.

Approaching cautiously, he picked up a thin tile from under the eaves. He inserted the tile into the crack of the door and rubbed it lightly. Finally, he broke open the latch inside the house.

There was a soft sound, the sound of the latch falling to the ground.

Rong Jindong held his breath, waited for a long while, and after making sure that the people in the room were still awake, he exhaled and pushed the door open.

The door opened, and the sound of breathing came from inside.

Rong Jindong approached, walked to the two large beds on the left and the right, first looked at the one on the left, then at the one on the right, and found that it was not the person he was looking for, so he backed out, closed the door, and went down again one.

When he found the third room, Rong Jindong found his target.

At that time, he was rubbing the sharp corner of the thin tile in his hand with his fingertips.

Seeing the stove in the house, he walked over and put two pieces of charcoal on the stove. The dim light from the fire illuminated his immature face bright red.

What a warm fire, it must be very comfortable to sleep in such a room, right?

Looking at the flames, Rong Jindong's face was full of admiration, but what was released from his eyes was a monstrous coldness.

Holding the tile, he held the tip of the tile and fiddled with the charcoal until he felt as if his hand was about to burn, so he stopped a little bit, and the tile , has been scorched by fire.

Seemingly satisfied with the temperature, the tiles were completely thrown into the furnace.

Rong Jindong picked up the tongs and picked up a piece of burning charcoal. With his pitch-black eyes, he looked at the heart of fire in the middle of the coal with interest, and the corners of his mouth curled up almost invisible.

After half an hour, he walked out of the room calmly.

Before leaving, he turned around and put a lock on the door, but the lock was not buckled, it was just hung in vain, but it was enough to ensure that the people in the house would not be able to open the door from the inside.

He came and went, seemingly without doing anything, but the person hiding in the dark had already reported all of this.

"Oh? Those two maids during the day?" Shang Feng asked.

The subordinate nodded: "Exactly, I just don't know what Young Master Jin did when he went in, maybe he stole something from them, or..."

"Pay attention to your wording, you said, steal?"

The subordinates immediately realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly lowered their heads and apologized!
Shangfeng's face was cold, and he couldn't help looking at the princess's courtyard, where it was quiet, as if nothing really happened.

That son, what did you do in there?
At this moment, no one thought that the real storm would officially unfold on the second day.

(End of this chapter)