Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu alighted from the carriage and looked at the inn in front of them.
It wasn't bad, so he pulled Ji Yunshu inside.
Song Zhi followed behind Bai Yin, carrying the bundle of ragged clothes in his arms.
They checked into the room.
Jing Rong ordered the guards to prepare some Huyi clothes and necessities for the journey.
Then, he and Bai Yin led the horse and carriage to the backyard.
Ji Yunshu was alone in the room. As soon as she entered, she habitually opened the window to let in some fresh air.
Outside, she could see the street below.
A light breeze blew, quickly dispersing the heavy atmosphere in the room.
She also took the two sandalwood boxes she carried with her from the carriage. Just as she was about to open them to check if the 'treasures' inside were damaged, Song Zhi stood in front of her door.
Knock, knock, knock …
He knocked on the door very politely.
Ji Yunshu saw him. "Come in."
Only then did Song Zhi come in.
"Young Master Ji."
"What's the matter?"
Song Zhi took out some silver from his waist pocket and placed it on the table in front of her.
"This is the money for the room."
Ji Yunshu frowned. What's going on?
Song Zhi said, "Young Master Jing paid for the room in advance. I wanted to return it to him, but he wasn't in his room and neither was Bai Yin. So, I had no choice but to bring it to you, Young Master Ji. Please return it to him later."
I see!
Ji Yunshu smiled and pushed the money in front of her towards him. "You don't have to be so polite. Since we're going to Gaoding together, if you're so clear about everything, wouldn't we have to eat separately? Do I have to pay for a drink? "
"This …"
"Take it back."
"That's not appropriate." Ji Yunshu knew this bookworm's personality, so she simply picked up the silver and shoved it into his hands. "You're different from us. You're going to Gaoding to participate in the Imperial Examinations, and you'll have to spend a lot of money after that. You'd better keep this for when you need it. Again.
Tell me, we don't need this bit of silver. You just have to focus on your studies. "
Song Zhi held the silver in his hands, his heart filled with gratitude.
"But there's still a long way to go. I can't keep troubling you."
"It doesn't matter if you're here or not. It's just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks and bowls. In short, take the money back. If you really feel that you owe me, then Young Master Song should do your best to become the top scholar. It'll be the same in the future. "
These words made Song Zhi feel a little better.
He could only accept the silver. "Yes, I will not disappoint Young Master Ji."
Ji Yunshu smiled.
Song Zhi suddenly noticed the two sandalwood boxes she had placed on the table.
Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up.
He asked, "What is this?"
"My baby!"
"Baby?"
Ji Yunshu knew that he was curious, so she opened one of them.
Inside were several small brushes, paints, and other tools that she used for painting.
They separated each level according to their classification and arranged them neatly!
Some of the tools were more modern, which Song Zhi had never seen before. He was a little dumbfounded.
Only then did he ask, "Young Master Ji's writing tool is indeed different from others."
"These are not tools for writing. They are tools for painting."
Song Zhi was enlightened. "Oh, to paint a dead person's portrait?"
"That's right."
"This is really an eye-opener. I've never seen such exquisite tools for painting." Song Zhi noticed the other one and asked, "What about this one?"
Ji Yunshu was very patient. She opened the other one for him to see.
The moment the box was opened, Song Zhi was startled.
His body froze!
This was because the box did not contain any painting tools, nor did it contain jewelry or gold or silver treasures.
It was …
A pile of knives!
Wide, flat, sharp, round … it could be said that there was everything.
Ji Yunshu saw the flash of surprise and fear on Song Zhi's face. She quickly closed the box to avoid scaring him. She explained, "Don't be afraid. These aren't used to kill people. They're just used for some convenience."
Song Zhi asked, "What convenience?"
"Sometimes when I see a dead person, I need some tools. I can't just use my hands."
Song Zhi was shocked. "Are you a coroner?"
"No!" Ji Yunshu denied and answered him clearly. "I'm just a painter."
Bone painter!
Although Song Zhi was well-educated and intelligent, he couldn't understand Ji Yunshu's words.
"I didn't know that Young Master knows so much. I'm really impressed."
Unlike him, who only knew how to write scripts, he only knew how to read.
Sometimes, Ji Yunshu felt that this bookworm was actually quite cute.
He had the stubbornness of a scholar.
It made people anxious.
At this moment, in the inn's stable.
Jing Rong and Bai Yin brought the horses and carriage here. The two of them rolled up their sleeves and each carried a bucket of water. They used a brush and cloth to clean the horse and carriage.
It was very harmonious.
Because of the heavy rain last night, the mountain was muddy, so the horse and carriage were covered in mud.
Hence, the backyard was full of muddy water.
They were also very dirty.
Bai Yin glanced at the diligent Jing Rong. "I can do this. You don't have to do it."
After all, that bastard was a prince!
Jing Rong did not stop and continued to clean the horse. He smiled. "I didn't break an arm or a leg. It's not like I've never done this before."
"You've done this before?"
"Why? Are you surprised?"
"I thought that as a prince, you've always lived like a prince."
"It seems that you haven't understood me well enough in the past few months."
The baby was a little sad.
Bai Yin smiled and did not say anything. After a few strokes of the horse, she suddenly raised her head and asked, "Do you regret coming to Huyi with us?" "No," Jing Rong replied affirmatively. "Actually, before coming here, Yunshu had a lot of hesitation in her heart. We have experienced so many things, and her heart is already riddled with holes. She only wants to settle down and doesn't want to experience any more storms and waves. Moreover, she knows very well that if she decides to come to Huyi, I will follow her regardless of the consequences. However, with my identity, once I am discovered, there will be a lot of trouble. For her, I can do anything. Wherever she goes, I will go, whether it's on a mountain of blades or in a sea of fire.
Whatever it takes. "
As a man, even Bai Yin was captivated by his words.
At this moment, she really regretted not being a woman.
A man like Jing Rong was hard to come by in this world.
Bai Yin said, "It seems that this younger sister of mine did not choose the wrong person. I can rest assured handing her over to you."
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