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Chapter 1471

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Seeing that he had finally woken up, Ji Yunshu's eyes couldn't help but redden. Her heart was overwhelmed with emotions.

She quickly walked over and hugged him, calling out, "Jing Rong!" Jing Rong had just woken up and was still in a daze. He looked at the woman in his arms and was at a loss of what to do. His dry lips moved a few times, but no words came out. His hands were stuck in the air for a long time, unable to find a place to put them.

A long time passed.

Until he heard the choked sobs of the woman in his arms, he felt a bone-piercing pain in his head again.

"Ugh!"

Ji Yunshu sensed that something was wrong and immediately let go of him. She looked at him with teary eyes. "Does it still hurt?"

Jing Rong rested for a while and finally felt much better.

He looked around and asked, "Why am I here?"

"You were unconscious yesterday, so I brought you here." "Yesterday …" Jing Rong tried to recall, but he couldn't remember. He slightly pushed Ji Yunshu away and touched the mask that had been taken off his face. His expression turned cold and he immediately looked around. He saw the mask not far from his hand.

He wanted to reach for it.

But Ji Yunshu snatched it away and asked, "Why are you still unwilling to face me?"

"Give it back!" However, Ji Yunshu slammed the mask onto the ground, grabbed his sturdy arm and said, "You were wearing a mask before, so you said I mistook you for someone else. But now that I've taken off your mask, I can see you for real! You can lie to yourself.

But you can't lie to me. "

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Jing Rong said weakly and got up from the bed. But the pain in his head hadn't completely disappeared. His steps were unsteady and he staggered a few steps. His body swayed and he almost fell.

Ji Yunshu immediately went to support him, but he flung her away again. He looked at his clothes hanging on the screen and the sword he always carried with him. He immediately put on his clothes, picked up his sword, and stubbornly opened the door to leave.

Ji Yunshu rushed forward and tightly hugged him from behind. Her ice-cold face was pressed against his back as hot tears flowed out of her eyes.

She hugged him tightly and refused to let go no matter what. She said firmly, "If you still want to leave this time, then you have to kill me. Only by killing me can you get rid of me forever. Otherwise, I will continue to look for you, and I will continue to wait."

Hearing this, Jing Rong frowned. He abruptly turned around and retreated a few steps. He pulled out his sword and coldly stabbed it at her throat. His voice was cold, "Don't force me anymore! If you continue to pester me, I will really kill you. " At this moment, Ji Yunshu smiled, but it was a bitter smile. Tears flowed down her cheeks. She raised her head slightly, unafraid of the sword pointed at her. "Perhaps, death is not necessarily a bad thing for me. If you …" She said, "Perhaps, death is not necessarily a bad thing for me.

If you would rather leave than stay by my side, then what is the point of me living in this world? Why don't you … just kill me! "

Jing Rong clenched his fists.

Ji Yunshu took a step forward. Her eyes were firm. "Do it!"

The sword was only a finger's length away from her neck. If she took another step forward, she would lose her life.

But Jing Rong couldn't bring himself to do it. He just wanted to leave this place. He didn't want to hurt her.

The despair and pain in Ji Yunshu's eyes made his heart ache. He didn't know why he felt this way. Could it be …

He didn't dare to think further. In fact, since he could remember, everything he did was for his master. There was only loyalty and killing in his life. There was no love between a man and a woman. But after meeting this woman, everything was messed up. Unknowingly, this woman's words and actions were deeply imprinted in his heart. From the first day he met Ji Yunshu until now, it was as if the high wall in his heart was gradually collapsing. From the Southern Fortress to here, he had thought about many things. He even thought about leaving Ji Yunshu.

Ever since he returned to Yan Jing, every time he closed his eyes, her image would flash through his mind, and even every word she said would appear in his mind.

Many nights, she would disturb him, making him unable to sleep peacefully.

This was something he hadn't experienced in the past three years. But reason told him again and again that he and that woman were just a dream that dissipated. But he didn't expect that he would meet her again in Ning 'an Villa. It caused his suppressed emotions to surge again.

However, he was still restraining himself. He was very clear that the feelings between a man and a woman were like a dose of poison that could take his life. Moreover, a woman like Ji Yunshu really shouldn't be together with someone like him who lived on the edge of a sword.

Ji Yunshu saw that he didn't make a move. She took another small step forward. Her neck was pressed against the sword. The tip of the sword pressed against her neck until it bled. She asked him with red eyes, "Why don't you kill me? Why? " Jing Rong couldn't bear to do it and was about to pull the sword back when Ji Yunshu unexpectedly reached out and grabbed the sword. The sword was sharp and cut her palm in an instant. Blood flowed from her palm and fingers, dripping onto the ground.

"Up."

"You …" Jing Rong was shocked. The hand holding the sword trembled, but he didn't withdraw it. He didn't want to hurt her hand again. Ji Yunshu looked at him and said with tears in her eyes, "You are clearly standing in front of me. I clearly recognized you. You are clearly him. But you pushed me away again and again, leaving me again and again! Jing Rong, in these three years, my heart has been riddled with thousands of holes. It wasn't until I found you that I realized all the pain wasn't important. What's important is that you are by my side. What's important is that we are together! But if you leave, I don't want to live anymore. "As she spoke, she pressed the sword against her chest.

"Do it. Kill me!"

She slowly let go of the sword and closed her eyes, waiting for the man in front of her to pierce her heart.

But she didn't expect that the sword would fall to the ground the moment she let go.

The coldness in Jing Rong's eyes dissipated bit by bit. He looked at the woman in front of him with heartache.

Ji Yunshu opened her eyes. When she met his gaze, she couldn't help but throw herself into his arms and cry.

This time, Jing Rong didn't push her away. He slowly raised his arm, but stopped when he touched Ji Yunshu's trembling shoulder. He said softly, "Let me see your hand first."

He pulled Ji Yunshu to the table and sat down. Ji Yunshu's palms were cut. He tore off a corner of his robe and bandaged her wounds.

Ji Yunshu felt comforted. She asked, "Let's leave this place and return to Great Lin, okay?"

Jing Rong didn't say anything and continued to bandage her wounds.

This silence … Did he agree? Or not?

… …

At noon, the people from the Supreme Court arrived at the manor house at top speed. The Chancellor of the Supreme Court, Huang Zongwen, was a man who excelled in both the pen and the sword. He had only been promoted from the position of Junior Chancellor of the Supreme Court three years ago. This man had always been dependable and benevolent, so Official Li had a very good impression of him.

Three years ago, he became the Chancellor of the Supreme Court partly because of Lord Li's efforts.

Therefore, Huang Zongwen could be considered Lord Li's student!

Not only did Huang Dali bring the elite soldiers of the Supreme Court, but he also brought two coroners to examine the corpse. The results came out very quickly. The time of death was around midnight last night. Someone had used a sharp knife to pierce through his heart. Judging from the wound on the heart in Gen Wang Huai's room, it indeed belonged to the skeleton.

Based on the bite marks on the bones, it was determined that the dogs in the villa had bitten it.

Huang Dali asked the coroner, "Can you determine the identity of the deceased?"

"The deceased was twenty-seven years old. Based on his height, he is undoubtedly Young Master Wang!" said the coroner.

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