Jing Rong turned around and held her hands, gently wiping away the tears at the corner of her eyes.
He held her trembling body tightly in his arms.
"Yunshu, I know you're sad, but I'm not the same. But no matter what, at least we're together now, aren't we? "
She nodded in his arms, "Jing Rong, thank you."
She thanked him solemnly.
Jing Rong asked, "Between us, there's no need to thank me."
"You often say that you're afraid of losing me, but do you know? I'm the one who's most afraid of losing you. You're already a part of my life. I can't imagine the days when you're not by my side. "
Her tears flowed down her cheeks, dripping onto Jing Rong's chest.
Jing Rong's eyes were filled with heartache.
He could only hug her tighter.
The next day.
A piece of news came from the palace.
It was brought out by a young eunuch.
It was hurried.
When Ji Yunshu received the news, she hesitated and struggled in her heart. After a long time, she finally made up her mind.
Then, she entered the palace.
Inside the palace.
Nothing in the palace seemed to have changed. How it was in the past was still the same.
Inside the magnificent palace, there was a temple hall on the left of the clock tower, but it looked very desolate.
Very few people passed by this place.
Everyone avoided him even further!
This was the place where Zhang Quan, Eunuch Zhang, used to stay.
But now, there was a newcomer.
No one dared to talk about him, let alone approach him. The Buddha Hall seemed to have been renovated. Inside and out, it was clean and tidy. The roof and doors had also been repaired. The old lanterns at the entrance had also been replaced with two new ones. It was a very suitable place for people to rest. Because it was winter, the leaves of the big tree in the courtyard also fell.
At this time, a eunuch was sweeping with his head lowered.
After Ji Yunshu entered the palace, she walked all the way to the entrance.
She hesitated for a moment before pushing the door open and entering.
The eunuch who was sweeping the floor heard the sound and saw that it was Ji Yunshu.
He hurriedly bowed to greet her. "Lord Ji?"
She nodded and looked into the temple hall, instructing, "Guard the door."
"Yes!"
The eunuch obediently stood guard at the entrance.
Ji Yunshu strode forward.
The Buddha hall was filled with the strong smell of incense and candles. The golden body of the Buddha had also been repainted, and the surrounding shelves were filled with candles. It really looked like a Buddha hall in a temple.
In front of the Buddha, there was a man in a simple and elegant loose gray robe. He knelt on the ground with his hands clasped together and his eyes closed. His expression was calm and pious.
He hadn't been here for long, but it felt like he had been here for a long time …
Day by day, he didn't know how he survived.
Night after night, he didn't know how he went through it.
Fortunately, he was not dead yet!
Ji Yunshu walked to the entrance of the temple hall and looked at the man's back.
He did not enter for a long time.
The man seemed to sense that someone was coming. His long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly.
The prayer beads in his hand stopped.
He placed it on the ground.
He said, "Come in."
His tone was indifferent.
Ji Yunshu's heart skipped a beat before she stepped through the door.
He stood behind the man.
The two of them remained silent. Neither of them spoke.
Ji Yunshu looked at the man's back and suddenly remembered a scene from the past.
"Wei Yi, have you carried anyone before?"
He shook his head.
"Then, carry me today, alright?"
He nodded vigorously.
That night, Wei Yi carried her home under the moonlight.
The past was still vivid in his mind.
Suddenly …
"You're really heartless." The man opened his deep eyes and slightly raised his head to look at the Buddha in front of him. "Are you really so heartless that you don't want to see me again?"
Wei Yi's tone was filled with pain, but it was still the last shred of dignity he had left.
Ji Yunshu looked at him, not saying a word.
After a while, Wei Yi stood up and turned to look at her. "I know you hate me in your heart, and I know you're very disappointed in me. If I hadn't sent someone to Prince Rong's estate, would you have never come to see me again? Would you have trapped me in this cold Buddha hall for the rest of my life? "
"Does it matter whether I see you or not?"
"Of course it matters." He walked towards her step by step. "Shu 'er, I no longer beg for your forgiveness, nor do I wish for us to return to how we were before. I just want to see you, to see how you're doing."
As he approached, Ji Yunshu took a few steps back, almost out of the door. She said coldly, "I'm standing here now. You've seen me. If you have anything to say, then say it."
"Must you do this to me?"
"Wei Yi, I should be the one asking you that."
Ah!
Wei Yi was stunned.
"I have nothing to say when you hurt me, but you shouldn't have turned your desire for me into a reason for you to kill!"
"Ugh … You killed Ziran, Tang Si, and Mo Ruo! Hou Liao has been bathed in rivers of blood, and countless people have died. Do you know that because of your selfishness, because of your desire, you killed so many people? Even if you repent in this Buddha hall for the rest of your life, you won't be able to wash away the blood on your hands.
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Wei Yi laughed pitifully. He spread his hands and said, "I know. I know that the sins I've committed are irreversible. I also know that even if I die, I won't be able to repay the debt on my hands. But Yunshu, I just want you to come back to me."
"Even until now, you still don't know your mistakes."
He dropped his hands weakly and turned to look at the Buddha behind him. "Do you know what a person's greatest sorrow is? It's not losing everything, nor is it life or death. It's just that he doesn't know where he went wrong. Yunshu, perhaps this is my sorrow. "
Ji Yunshu no longer held any hope for him.
She only came here to see him once, hoping that he would give up completely. But Wei Yi's obsession with her was far stronger than she had imagined.
"Wei Yi, this is the last time I see you. I will leave the capital tomorrow."
He turned abruptly.
"You're leaving with Jing Rong?"
"Yes."
"Where are you going?"
"I don't think there's any point in telling you."
He laughed. "That's right. I'll be trapped here for the rest of my life. What can I do if you don't tell me?"
Right now, he was a pitiful person.
A pitiful but hateful person.
Ji Yunshu hated him to the core.
That kind of hatred went deep into his bones.
He also knew that even if he died in front of her, he wouldn't be able to make up for the mistakes he'd made.
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