His words were filled with his hatred for Jing Rong!
But even though he hated her to the bone, he was like a deflated balloon.
"Lifeless." Faced with his accusation, Jing Rong slowly lowered the edict in his hand. The coldness in his eyes lessened as he said, "The reason why I kept this edict is not because I don't trust you, but because this is the Late Emperor's posthumous edict. It cannot be destroyed, nor will it be burned. I will hand over this posthumous edict to
After I gave this edict to Eunuch Zhang, I never thought of taking it back. If you hadn't been so stubborn and forced me to this point, why would I have taken it out? "
"Wei Yi, you have to understand that this posthumous edict was never meant to hasten your death, it was meant to serve as a warning to you! It's a mirror to you! I hope that you can wake up and stop making mistakes. Yunshu and I don't want to see you become like this. If you continue to turn a deaf ear and refuse to reply, then … "
If you still turn a deaf ear and refuse to reply, I will carry out the edict! "Jing Rong's tone was both persuasive and warning.
Wei Yi's face was pale.
Jing Rong's words probably had an effect. A trace of enlightenment flashed in his eyes.
Then —
He raised his head and looked at the magnificent ceiling in the hall. He smiled.
His smile was extremely bitter.
His Adam's apple bobbed for a while.
"I've lost. I've lost completely!"
He flung his wide sleeves to the side and laid down on the stone steps behind him.
He let out a long sigh.
His thirst for power had also disappeared bit by bit.
Jing Rong looked at him and said solemnly, "The Great Lin needs a good Emperor!"
The Great Lin needs a good Emperor!
After saying this, Jing Rong left.
No one dared to stop him when he left Fuyang Hall.
The few Grand Fakes looked at each other.
They didn't understand.
They thought that the Emperor probably let Prince Rong go.
Wei Yi was the only one left in the large hall.
He lay there like a 'corpse'!
His pair of emotionless eyes were filled with tears.
After a long time —
He shouted, "Come in."
Hearing this, two eunuchs immediately came in.
When they saw Wei Yi lying on the ground, they were shocked. They looked at the two swords on the ground, one of which was still stained with blood.
It made people's hearts tremble.
An intense "battle" must have taken place here just now.
Looking at the scene in front of them, it seemed that the emperor had lost.
After all, Prince Rong's martial arts were not just for show.
"Emperor? What are you doing? "
Wei Yi was silent for a while before he said, "Pass on my decree …"
…
That night.
Lunar Aqua Residence.
Ji Yunshu sat in a daze in the hall, her hands tightly clasped together.
He stared blankly ahead.
There was no movement at all.
He said nothing.
She had been like this since last night, as if she had lost her soul.
And he didn't eat or drink!
The eunuchs in the hall were worried. If this Miss Ji didn't eat or drink and the emperor blamed her, their brains would be in danger again.
"Miss Ji, you should eat something. If you continue like this, your body won't be able to take it."
Another eunuch tried to persuade her. "If you continue like this, the servants will be in big trouble. Miss, please eat something."
One by one, they started to beg her.
Ji Yunshu ignored them.
There was no change in her expression.
Her mind was filled with the things Wei Yi did to her last night. Scene after scene flashed in her mind.
Indescribable pain!
She felt as if there was a huge rock pressing down on her chest, almost suffocating her.
It was worse than death!
At this time …
A eunuch hurried in from outside. "Miss Ji, His Majesty has ordered me to send you back to the Rong Estate."
Huh?
Did I hear wrongly?
Wei Yi is going to let me go?
Ji Yunshu's eyes flickered a few times. Her unfocused eyes gradually focused on the eunuch who rushed in.
After a while, she asked softly, "What … did you say?"
The eunuch repeated, "His Majesty has ordered me to send Miss Ji back to the Rong Estate."
She slowly got up. "Are you sure?"
"This is His Majesty's order. This servant wouldn't dare to falsify it."
"What about Prince Rong?"
"Prince Rong is in the estate now."
"Did His Majesty let him go?"
"Yes!"
Ah!
Ji Yunshu was surprised. Why did Wei Yi suddenly do this?
However, a trace of gratification arose in her heart.
The eunuch saw that she didn't respond for a long time, so he said, "Miss Ji, the sedan is waiting outside. Please come with us. This servant is waiting to send you back."
He made a 'please' gesture.
Ji Yunshu regained her composure and nodded.
She left the hall and boarded the sedan.
The eunuch carried the sedan towards the palace gate.
Behind the palanquin stood Wei Yi.
His burning and guilty eyes followed the palanquin all the way.
He watched as the sedan moved further and further away.
The person in the sedan seemed to sense another gaze from behind. She lifted the curtain and looked back.
But there was only darkness behind her.
There was nothing.
She lowered the curtain.
Behind her.
"Shu 'er, I'm sorry."
… …
Ji Yunshu returned to the Rong Estate. As soon as she got off the sedan, she saw Jing Rong standing at the entrance to welcome her.
At that moment, she didn't care that she was in front of others. She threw herself into Jing Rong's arms and hugged him tightly.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
Jing Rong also hugged her tightly. His big hands caressed her silky hair. His heart ached for her.
Although it was only a few days, it felt like a lifetime.
"Let me see." Jing Rong pulled her away and carefully examined her. His hands held her ice-cold face.
She said, "I'm fine."
Jing Rong suddenly noticed the wound on her neck. He gently touched it with his finger. "What happened?"
"It's just a small injury." She pushed his hand away.
However, she accidentally touched his injured arm.
"Ugh!" Jing Rong murmured.
"What happened?" Ji Yunshu tensed up and immediately looked at his injured arm.
"It's just a small injury." Jing Rong said.
Lang Po, who was at the side, said, "Miss Ji, don't listen to His Highness. It's obviously a serious injury. Just now, the doctor …"
"Shut up. No one will think you're mute if you don't speak." Jing Rong scolded him.
Lang Po shut up!
Ji Yunshu knew his temperament. He always liked to show off.
She quickly pulled him inside to apply medicine.
The two of them were alone in the room. Jing Rong took off half of his clothes, revealing his sturdy left shoulder and left arm.
Although the doctor applied medicine on his wound, the wound opened up again. Blood seeped out bit by bit. It was a heart-wrenching sight.
Ji Yunshu carefully applied medicine on his wound. Her eyes were filled with tears.
Jing Rong stared at her without blinking.
He watched as she cleaned his wound, applied medicine, and wrapped bandages …
Finally, he pulled her into his embrace.
Ji Yunshu said, "Your injury …"
"It's not important."
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