Chapter 4 Prince Jing II

In the carriage, Jiang Ting quickly changed her clean clothes and knelt down honestly, waiting for her father to come in and lecture.

After hearing his daughter say "changed", Jiang Yong jumped into the car. After entering the carriage, he saw Jiang Ting's cautious appearance, but he didn't know how to say it.

"Dad..." Jiang Ting shouted softly and saw that Jiang Yong's tight face was a little more serious. She closed her mouth in a hurry and decided not to speak easily.

"Hmm!" After staring at Jiang Ting for a long time, Jiang Yong rushed out of his nose with such a cold hum.

Just like getting the "danger relief signal", Jiang Ting knelt down and threw herself into Jiang Yong's arms and begged for mercy in a delicate voice: "Dad, my daughter is really stuffy and just wanted to go out for a while. My daughter didn't dare to go too far, so she played by the stream not far away for a while. Who knew that he met a lost guy and had to be saved. Otherwise, my daughter will definitely not let King Qing and others find that I sneaked out..."

Jiang Yong's face was a little better, but when he heard Jiang Ting's last sentence, he turned black again. He stretched out his hand and twisted Jiang Ting's ear and roared in a low voice, "That's what you're worried about!" Don't think about it. If there are any villains in the forest, they may take you away! Also, this is on the mountain! If you are bitten by some poisonous beast, how will you let your father live? You are an unfilial daughter..."

Jiang Ting covered her ears with her hands and shouted repeatedly: "It hurts, Dad, my daughter is wrong, and my daughter doesn't dare anymore."

Jiang Yong hummed again, but let go, reached out and poked her forehead angrily, "Don't you dare anymore? What else do you dare not do? Don't think that your father loves you, and you dare to be lawless! When you get to the capital, Dad will directly let people look at you and lock you up for two years! Look at your current nature, which one looks like a girl's home?

Jiang Ting's face bloomed with a big smile, pulled down Jiang Yong's fingers poking her forehead with both hands, and threw herself into his arms and said, "Dad, my daughter really knows it's wrong. Don't be angry. My daughter will never do such a thing that worries her father anymore. If the daughter is bored in the future, why don't you tell your father to take your daughter out to play? Dad, I'm sorry, my daughter is too playful. Don't be angry, okay?"

Jiang Yong touched his daughter's head and sighed deeply. He was really afraid that something would happen to her just now. Although my daughter has also learned some self-defense skills, she also runs fast. But her daughter knew that she was very timid. When she was a child, she blew the lamp at night, and she dared not sleep. If she really encounters an accident, maybe she will be scared out first. How can she beat her? How to run?

"Tinger, Dad knows that you have been in the carriage for half a month. But you know, this outside is different from your own. You are simple and kind. If you really meet any bad people, you can only be cheated. Just think of it as your father and don't do such a dangerous thing in the future, okay?"

Jiang Yong's words made Jiang Ting burst into tears. Through these words, she can feel the strong fatherly love. At this time, she really realized that she was wrong, and it was ridiculously wrong. She just wanted to make herself happy, but she didn't think about how worried her father would be if he suddenly found out that she was gone. Although she is confident that she will not encounter any danger, nothing is absolute. In those years, didn't she lose her life unconsciously?

Jiang Ting wiped her tears, got up from Jiang Yong's arms, retreated, and kowtoed her head and admitted her mistake: "Dad, my daughter knows it's wrong. Please rest assured that my daughter will never put herself in danger again. My daughter is unfilial and begs her father to punish her.

Jiang Yong looked at the little man kneeling in front of him and suddenly gave birth to a feeling that "there is a girl in my family who has just grown up". It's just a ten-year-old child, but he is so sensible and obedient, which makes people feel pity and distressed. For ten years, he has only had this daughter around him. She is the pillar he can hold up to now, and she is his life...

Jiang Yong looked up at the roof of the car and slowly withdrew the tears that were about to overflow his eyes. Then, he lowered his head and stared at Jiang Ting, who was kneeling on the ground, and said seriously, "Although you know you are wrong, you will still be punished this time. Dad punished you to memorize the whole article of "Female Training" before returning to Beijing. Can you do it?"

Jiang Ting's shoulders shrank when she heard this. Up to now, she hasn't even recognized all the words of the Southern Tang Dynasty, which actually made her recite the "Female Training" which is difficult to understand and almost without breaking the whole text! What's more, in her opinion, that thing is simply specially written to kill female compatriots! Dad actually asked her to carry that...

Jiang Ting looked up to ask Jiang Yong to change her punishment, but after seeing his solemn eyes, she instantly understood his deep meaning.

Alas, Dad is also for her future. With her current personality, if she is still so rampant in the capital, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble. Moreover, she will be the legitimate daughter of Houmen in the future. She also wants to be a "noble lady". If she is always as wild as she is now, obviously not allowed.

In that case, let's recite it. So Jiang Ting agreed. In the next trip, she honestly held a copy of "Female Training" from where her father got it, and no longer dared to shout boredom. Of course, this is the after story.

As soon as Jiang Yong finished his words, a call from King Qing's bodyguard came from outside: "Lord Jiang, please come over with Miss Jiang."

Jiang Yong and Jiang Ting followed the message to Qingwang's frame. King Qing was still sitting in the original place in front of the carriage, holding the little boy rescued by Jiang Ting in his arms and feeding him ginger soup.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Yong and Jiang Ting couldn't help but stop. Jiang Yong was puzzled, while Jiang Ting was guilty. Well, looking at this, the identity of the little boy seems to be unusual. His Royal Highness King Qing actually gave him medicine in person... What kind of identity is this?

Jiang Ting thought about what she had done before and suddenly wanted to die. She took the veil that wiped her feet and wiped her face! Oh, my God, please turn back time again...

Unfortunately, it is impossible for God to hear her inner plea. Jiang Ting endured it, and then reluctantly resisted and fled without pulling her leg. Regardless of the child's identity, she can only follow her father's soldiers to cover the water.

Jiang Ting subconsciously leaned behind Jiang Yong, and then she felt a little safe. Her nervous heart pounded, waiting for the instruction of His Royal Highness King Qing and the child.

Qingwang and the little boy, oh, that is, Liu Yao, the son of King Jing, heard the sound of the announcement and looked up at the two together. King Qing's eyes were smiling, and after gently looking at Jiang Ting, he looked at Jiang Yong. Liu Yao directly ignored Jiang Yong and stared at Jiang Ting with hatred.

Jiang Ting raised her head carefully, looked at the little boy, and hurriedly lowered her head again. She couldn't help sighing in her heart: It's over, this little boy hates it!

Jiang Ting felt weak and stopped going to see the child. She followed her father respectfully and saluted King Qing, and decided to treat herself as an invisible person.

She kept comforting herself in her heart. Anyway, she saved the child, didn't she? If it weren't for her, he would still stay under the sycamore tree and wipe his nose and cry. This forest is really poisonous! Well, no matter what, the child can't take revenge...

"Lord Jiang and Ting'er don't have to be polite. I asked you to come here to thank you. King Qing handed over the empty bowl in his hand to the bodyguard next to him, looked at Jiang Ting with a smile and asked, "Tinger, do you know who you saved?"

Jiang Ting carefully glanced at the child who was still staring at her and honestly saluted, "Your Highness, Ting'er doesn't know."

King Qing lowered his head with a smile and rubbed the little boy's head and said, "He is the eldest son of King Jing in Lingnan, Liu Yao, the son of King Jing. It turned out that Brother Jing Wang took Yao'er back to Beijing to celebrate his brother's birthday, and he happened to rest in the forest. As a result, Yaoer was playful and got lost in the forest. If Ting'er hadn't found him, I would have sent the news to Brother Jing, and I don't know why he was worried. Ting'er, I solemnly thank you.

Jiang Ting suddenly widened her eyes and was stunned.

The son of King Jing? Lost? Why does this sound so unreliable? Even if she wants to go out, she has to carefully avoid the guards outside. How can there be no special protection around the prince of King Jing?

Jiang Ting couldn't help looking up at the so-called "little persimmon" and actually saw the pain and loneliness that flashed in his eyes when he lowered his head. She was stunned, and then her heart actually sympathized with the "little persimmon".

It seems that even the children of the prince's family may not be happy. Well, it should be said that it is difficult to be happy when born in the royal family. Such a little child showed such lonely eyes, which was really a little discordant.

In Jiang Ting's heart, children should be carefree. At least, although her parents died early in her previous life, the same year was still beautiful. In this life, I also have the care of my father, and I live a very happy life. However, the 11- or 12-year-old "little persimmon" in front of him doesn't think he is very happy.

Jiang Yong quietly pulled Jiang Ting and pulled her back from the mind scattered nine days away. She hurriedly bowed with her father and listened to her father's polite words to King Qing: "The prince's words are serious. What the little girl does is right. She really can't thank the prince and the prince."

Jiang Ting thought of the hatred when the "little persimmon" stared at her, and suddenly her scalp was numb. She wondered if it would be better to explain honestly now. This Qingwang seems to be very kind to them. Now he begs for mercy first. Can he be punished less? After a while, his own father came and knew that his son was stunned by her...

Oh, my God, the father of the son of King Jing, that is His Royal Highness King Jing! It's over, she's going to be in disaster!