I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

He is clear and organized, "He changed our surname, and he is our elder brother."

Jiang Lao stopped boiling water and adding firewood, and covered Jiang Jinxing's mouth, "No, don't talk nonsense."

How can someone take advantage of others and let others have their surnames?

What's more, let a future boss who will report to their surname...

Make it impossible to make it impossible.

Jiang Jinxing's proposal was rejected, his eyes were much sad, and he frowned and thought.

He thought, his eyes lit up again, "Then can I worship him?"

But he was ruthlessly rejected, "No."

Jiang Jinxing was completely helpless, and mumbled hopelessly, "Sister, do you want to marry him?"

"It's not to marry, it's to marry." Jiang Lao corrected him first, and suddenly changed his words, "No...not to marry."

She blushed and looked back at Rong Ming, suspicious that he had heard it too, "Don't listen to him nonsense."

He was leaning on the bed, tilted his head slightly, and there were a few smiles in his eyes.

She looked at her and her brother with a faint smile.

There is light, clean and beautiful in the eyes.

Married home is only placed there, they are all very beautiful.

Jiang Lao was startled by the thought that suddenly popped out of his mind, "I...I don't."

"Oh?" Rong Chen felt that the little fat man was pleasing to his eyes at this time, "Nothing?"

No picture of his body... Jiang Lao thought weakly and weakly.

She really is the daughter of her mother-in-law.

Back then, the people who chased her mother-in-law went from the east row to the west of the city, and finally chose her father who was not well-known at that time, just because her father was good-looking, which shows how much she looks at her face.

But Jiang Lao didn't expect that she would inherit her mother, only because the opposite boy was too good-looking, and he was born to marry him... Bad Nian.

You can't do things that can suppress others.

Her heart trembled and she didn't dare to say what she was really thinking about, and she swallowed to make her voice less sore, "My brother Tong Yan Wuji, you don't want to blame him."

Her brother is a good brother, but it's a pity that he has long legs and he can talk.

Jiang Lao picked up the kid and threw it out of the courtyard, closed the door, tied it, and took a deep breath, absolutely not allowing the speechless kid to come in again.

Her face was also angry and ashamed, ruddy like a ripe fruit, when she sat down next to Rong Zhen, her face was steaming.

Rong Ming knew in his heart that she took the words her brother said as a joke, and stopped joking down, quietly, his eyes traced her face, a little nostalgic.

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After a while, the doctor came over and diagnosed Rong Chen's pulse.

This year's leg injury made Rong Ming's arm less opportunities to lift heavy objects. When he was weakest, his strength was almost nowhere. Now he is slowly recovering, but it is less than half of the previous.

Once it was easy to draw a big bow of three hundred catties, ten arrows and twenty arrows didn't feel much, but now it was just one arrow, and the scapula was trembling.

Jiang Lao saw that he had hurt his leg and his arm again, and he felt even more pitiful.

The doctor wanted to take off his shirt to show his chest to see if there was any bruise on his shoulders. Jiang Lao didn't stay here to watch, but went out to avoid it.

Jiang Jinxing sneaked in at this time.

Seriously and asked Rong Ming, "How are you thinking about it?"

He didn’t express it very clearly, but Rong Chen understood the meaning of his words directly, but frowned. It was because he was her brother that he reluctantly said a few words to him, "Your sister agrees, I I agree."

Jiang Jinxing said "Um," then he had to ask his sister again.

The child didn't know where he thought of going, so he asked Rong Ming suddenly, "Did you change your marriage."

I almost forgot about such an important matter. If the person in front of me had already made a marriage, wouldn't his elder sister be going to be a concubine for someone?

Rong Ming was lazy, not looking at him, and shook his head.

Jiang Jinxing breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "My sister hasn't fixed a marriage either."

"But she almost made a baby kiss with someone, but she almost made it and didn't make it."

He always thought of what he said, "I listened to my father and mother after breakfast."

"With whom?" Rong Ming's eyelids suddenly lifted.

Jiang Jinxing frowned, thought about it for a moment, and said, "It's a prince."

Rong Ming's eyes were darkened, his brows wrung tightly.

If he was just a little vigilant just now, but now when he thinks that the people who may be dating her are those brothers who have insulted him, his eyes become dark, implied dysphoria, and his voice has become hostile, "Yes. Who?"

But Jiang Jinxing forgot.

He only remembered that when he heard it, he was curious about how many children the emperor had. He asked the maid, broke his hands and counted, thinking that the emperor had so many dolls, but he didn't notice who he and his sister almost made a marriage.

He recalled carefully, stretched out two chubby hands, curled up with fingers stretched out, but after a while, curled his brows, and said with some self-blame: "I forgot to count."

Rong Chen was silent for a while.

But when he thought that he almost wanted to call her sister-in-law.

Or younger siblings.

The posterior molars are clenched.

I just feel like a wildfire in my heart is crazy

It ignited, and it was as uncomfortable as the burning of his head and mouth, and the pressure of blood in his throat.

The fist was squeezed until the blue veins and bone marks were bulged on the back of the thin hand, "think again."

His voice was dumb like swallowed ice ball.

"Can't remember." Jiang Jinxing tugged his hair angrily, and blamed him for only thinking about how many concubines and children the emperor had gone, and didn't pay much attention to who it was.

"But don't worry," Jiang Jinxing said confidently, "My father didn't promise the marriage."

Rong Minggang felt relieved.

But it didn't last long.

"He said that he would never agree with Sister Sister to marry the royal family. My Sister listened to my dad's words and would not associate with that prince."

...

After leaving, Jiang Lao wanted to find Jiang Jinxing. After searching for a long time, he heard that the maid said that the kid had gone back into the house again.

But Jiang Lao couldn't get in, so he could only wait outside in a hurry.

When the old doctor came out, he said that Rong Ming's shoulder was slightly strained because of the bow, and he prescribed a topical medicine. Jiang Lao thanked the old doctor, and then went to the house to find Jiang Jinxing.

Keep praying in your heart, and don't let her hear his crazy words about whether to marry or not to marry again.

He probably didn't understand the meaning of marriage at this age. She didn't understand it very well. She just wanted to talk about it when she was two years older.

Seeing Jiang Lao coming, Jiang Jinxing immediately shrank his head with a guilty conscience.

Jiang Lao only felt that the atmosphere in the room was a bit strange, so he glanced at Rong Ming.

His face was not good-looking, and when he glanced at her, there was a thickness that she couldn't understand.

She put Xun Jiang Jin's actions behind her head, got up, walked towards Rong Ming, worried that the doctor who had just come to tell her something was missing, "Does the strain on your shoulder hurt? The old doctor said there was a bruise." "

As she said, she stretched out her hand, trying to brush away his clothes to look at the bruises.

But after all, there is a difference between men and women, so I put my hands back.

He just lifted up his watery eyes and asked him anxiously, "Does it hurt?"

Can't wait for the wound to be on her own body.

Rong Ming's gaze swept all the way to her wrist.

The line of sight was as firm as it was holding her wrist.

The thin wrist seemed to break at the first break.

Two wrists can be tightly circled by one of his hands.

If it can be locked...

No one else can see it.

Rong Wei lowered his eyes and didn't even dare to ask her which brother he had almost made a marriage contract with her.

I'm afraid that the darkest thoughts in my heart will get out of the cage, and I can't shut it down.

"The injury is not serious, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

He said quietly, don't open your eyes, no longer look at her wrist.

As if that, my heart could calm down.

Jiang Lao listened to his hard tone, which was much duller than the low-pitched voice in the usual days, which was a bit strange.

Jiang Jinxing quietly pulled Jiang Lao's sleeve at this moment, "Sister, what is his name?"

After hearing this question, Jiang Lao bit her lower lip and whispered to Jiang Jinxing, "Ask again in the future."

At the beginning, she wanted to know which child he was from, but he was too suspicious, and always looked at her with a pair of coyote-like ferocious eyes, and was so hostile that she didn't dare to ask more.

Later, she had more and more dreams, and she thought she could get some glimpses from his later life state that had something to do with his family name.

But the fact is, a down-and-out and humble servant girl is not qualified to know anything about him.

She repeatedly recalled dreams, in those dreams, most of the time she served him at night.

But it seemed that the house was just his residence. He left during the day, and only came back to stay at night, asking her to watch him all night, and then left when he woke up.

She had been shouting at the time.

I was so angry that I was enslaved by him, and I only dared to scream behind my back, bastard. Nine……

In her dream, she never knew what his real name was.

Otherwise, when you scold someone behind your back, you wouldn't dare to scold someone with your first name and last name to relieve your anger.

Now Jiang Lao is not curious about what his name is. He just wanted to wait for his leg injury to be cured before he was successful. If you ask the name clearly and know who he is, the more you understand, the more reluctant you will be when you separate. She grew up everywhere, knowing this best.

The only thing that made her want to know who he was.

She wanted to know which mistress his mistress was, she was so vicious and terrifying.

Jiang Jinxing disregarded Jiang Lao's advice, tilted his head and looked at Rong Ming, "Excuse me, what is your name?"

Rong Ming twisted his eyebrows for a while.

After that, they knew who he was.

Won't come and go...

I remembered what Jiang Jinxing had just said.

His hands trembled.

Seeing that he hesitated, Jiang Lao felt that he was unspeakable, and pulled Jiang Jinxing back, "You can call his brother."

Jiang Jinxing turned his head to look at Jiang Lao, "Sister A also called his brother?"

Jiang Laonao made up the scene for a while, feeling a little strange.

She is used to putting him in a weak position, and she always feels that she is the older one.

Even if he is really big, the shouting brother is right.

Jiang Lao hesitated a little, his voice was faint, more like a perfunctory Jiang Jinxing, and he gave a very soft "um".

Jiang Lao heard Rong Ming say, "My name, every single word."

He didn't say his surname, but he hesitated to sweat.

People who have experienced bitterness, once they have tasted sweetness once, will keep thinking about the sweet taste, and don't want to go back and endure bitterness.

He finally found the light.

Don't want the light to disappear.

He only said his first name, not his last name. Jiang Lao was already pleasantly surprised.

After all, I always thought he wouldn't say it.

In the dream, there was a scene where she was looking for other servant girls to inquire, but other people kept silent to her.

It seemed that someone wouldn't let them say.

But, "Which word is good?"

She asked.

When I asked, I subconsciously stretched out my hand.

Jiang Lao has been bumping on the road since he was six, and it is not convenient to grind with paper and pen in the carriage. Jiang Siye wanted to teach her how to write, so he wrote in the palm of her hand.

Later, Jiang Lao taught Jiang Jinxing in this way.

Once you come and go, you have developed a habit.

only……

It is not her father, nor her younger brother, who are facing him now.

Jiang Lao realized this abruptly, and he drew his hands back again in a jealous manner. With a little embarrassment on her face, she said, "You tell me how to write the word..."

At this time, the wrist was caught by a burning force, and he moved forward and pulled over.