Chapter 1007
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When Wei Yi suddenly tore off the clothes covering her right shoulder, he saw the wound on her neck caused by the porcelain shards.
The wound was long and thin.
Because of the desperate struggle just now, the small wound had been torn open.
Blood oozed out.
It was especially glaring.
At that moment, Wei Yi suddenly snapped out of his trance and stopped his' invasion '.
'What … What am I doing?'
He slowly propped himself up and looked at Ji Yunshu, whose eyes were filled with tears and lifeless.
He was extremely vexed.
He realized that he had done something absurd and abominable.
"Shu 'er …" His voice was trembling and apologetic.
Ji Yunshu did not move.
She was still looking at the curtain above her head with tears at the corner of her eyes.
Wei Yi immediately got up from her body and got off the bed. His back was facing the messy bed and Ji Yunshu.
His hands were clenched into fists and trembled violently.
After a long time …
"I'm sorry!"
He was full of apology.
However, he did not dare to look at Ji Yunshu because he had never felt so guilty before.
"Shu 'er, I didn't want to … I really didn't want to hurt you."
After saying that …
He raised his hand and slapped himself.
"Pa!"
It was very heavy.
However, no matter how many times he apologized, it was not enough to make up for the harm he had done to Ji Yunshu.
Ji Yunshu looked as if she had lost her soul and did not respond for a long time.
At that moment, her clothes were ragged and her hair was messy. Her neck and shoulders were covered in wounds. Her eyes were filled with tears as she stared at the curtain above her head.
As the curtain swayed, her tears slowly flowed down from the corner of her eyes.
Her hair was wet!
The bedding was wet!
It turned out that when a person was in the most pain, they would not have any reaction.
Because their heart was already numb.
Wei Yi walked out of the hall step by step. Guilt and guilt were written all over his face.
He was panting heavily and his forehead was covered in sweat.
After a few steps, he swayed as if he was about to fall. Fortunately, he supported himself with one hand on the red pillar.
When he thought about what he had just done, he wished that Ji Yunshu could stab him to death.
"Bang!"
He slammed his fist into the pillar.
His knuckles were injured and bleeding.
The blood flowed down the red pillar and mixed with the red paint on it.
The palace maids waiting outside the hall looked at each other, wondering what had happened inside. Why would the Emperor act like this?
A eunuch quickly came over and asked, "Your Majesty, what happened to you?"
Wei Yi did not respond.
"Emperor?"
"Get lost!" he roared.
Ugh!
The eunuch shuddered!
He was so frightened that he quickly knelt on the ground.
The other palace servants outside also knelt down.
"Your Majesty, please calm down!"
He was terrified!
Wei Yi calmed himself down for a long time before he managed to suppress the guilt in his heart. His gaze swept across the palace attendants one by one.
Then, he walked up to one of the eunuchs and looked down at him.
The eunuch lying on the ground did not even dare to breathe loudly. His forehead was covered in sweat. He did not dare to raise his head. He could only see the pair of dragon boots standing in front of him.
"We ask you, how did Miss Ji's neck wound come about?"
Ugh!
The eunuch trembled in fear. "Replying to Your Majesty, it was … it was this servant's carelessness. We didn't look after Miss Ji properly, that's why … why she was injured."
"I want to hear the truth."
Ugh!
"Miss Ji said … said that she was not a criminal, so the servants could not restrict her freedom. So … she broke the cup and … used the shards to cut herself. She wanted the servants to leave, but …"
Before he could finish his sentence …
"Trash!" Wei Yi reprimanded, "Listen up, if anything happens to her again, we will have all of your heads."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Wei Yi's anger had yet to dissipate. He looked around the hall with apprehension. He pointed at the palace maids and ordered, "You guys go in and take care of Miss Ji. No one is to speak of what happened tonight."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After Wei Yi left, the palace maids trembled as they went in to serve Ji Yunshu.
He saw Ji Yunshu lying flat on the bed. Her clothes were torn, and her body was covered with wounds.
"Miss?" The palace maid hurried to the bed to check.
But Ji Yunshu was like a 'dead person'!
She did not even blink.
The palace maid was frightened and whispered, "Miss, are … are you alright?"
There was no response.
After an unknown amount of time, Ji Yunshu's eyes finally moved. An incomparably painful expression emerged on her tranquil face. Her body slowly leaned to the side, her legs curled up, and her arms tightly hugged her knees. Her messy hair almost covered her face.
Only the sound of choked sobs could be heard.
The two palace maids could only look at her trembling back.
They did not dare to speak or disturb her.
…
The news of Jing Rong's imprisonment caused a stir in the imperial court. Prince Rong's clique continuously petitioned Wei Yi to release him.
Even though Wei Yi had already stated Prince Rong's crimes.
Insubordination!
Trespassing into the palace!
Defying the dragon's prestige!
Each of these charges was enough to land Jing Rong in prison.
However, those court officials were not afraid of death and continued to hand over one memorial after another.
Wei Yi knew that it was time to meet Jing Rong.
He wanted to know what happened on the night of the late Emperor's death.
Jing Rong was escorted out from the imperial prison.
He had been in prison for three days, but his charm did not diminish. His clothes were neat, his face clean, and his brows lively.
How did he look like someone who had been in prison before?
He seemed to have predicted that Wei Yi would look for him today. It was impossible for Wei Yi to not know about Lord Shang's imprisonment in the imperial prison.
Wei Yi was using a handkerchief to wipe the two swords in his hands.
One was a bronze longsword!
The other was an ink-black longsword!
It was polished to a glossy sheen.
It emitted a cold light!
After wiping the swords, he dismissed all the unnecessary people in the palace, leaving only the two of them.
Jing Rong's bottomless eyes coldly looked at the unfathomable Wei Yi. If he had felt a trace of pity for Wei Yi before, then now, not a trace remained.
Because the person in front of him was not Wei Yi!
He was clearly someone he did not know at all.
Jing Rong tightened his sleeves, as if there was something inside.
Wei Yi took the two swords and walked in front of Jing Rong. He handed the ink-black longsword to Jing Rong.
"Today, it's time for us to settle things."
Jing Rong looked at the sword and understood what Jing Rong meant.
Thus, he caught the sword.
The moment Jing Rong caught the sword, Wei Yi retreated a few steps and pulled out the sword.
It was aimed at Jing Rong.
His eyes were filled with ruthlessness.
Jing Rong hesitated whether to pull out the sword or not. He knew very well that Wei Yi was no match for him!
If he wanted to kill him …
Wei Yi would die without a doubt.
Wei Yi curled his lips. "Jing Rong, pull out your sword."
"You are no match for me."
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