Jing Rong sent Ji Yunshu back to her courtyard.
It was already late at night, and a cold wind was blowing.
Ah Jiao and Ah Yi had already gone to rest, but they suddenly remembered that it was cold at night. They wanted to add more coal to the stove so that Ji Yunshu wouldn't catch a cold when she slept.
But when they entered the room, they found that Ji Yunshu was not there.
She hadn't even moved from her bed.
The two of them anxiously ran around in circles.
They hurriedly sent people to search inside and outside the mansion. They almost went to the capital magistrate's office.
But Su Ziluo had yet to return from the palace. They didn't know what to do. If they lost Ji Yunshu, they were afraid that Su Ziluo would really kill them.
Thinking of this, they became even more anxious.
Just as they were about to leave the mansion to search for Ji Yunshu, they saw Jing Rong carrying the sleeping Ji Yunshu back.
Everyone's hearts were finally at ease.
"This …" Ah Jiao was dumbfounded. Just as she was about to say something …
Jing Rong gave her a look and made a 'shh' gesture, telling them not to wake up the woman on his back.
Then, he carried Ji Yunshu into the room.
Ah Jiao and Ah Yi didn't understand and looked at each other.
What was going on?
Also, didn't Li Chuan disappear? When did he appear?
And at the same time as Ji Yunshu!
They scratched their heads in confusion, but they hurriedly followed and helped Jing Rong gently put the sleeping Ji Yunshu on the bed.
Jing Rong stood by the bed and looked at the blushing Ji Yunshu. His cold eyes had a trace of gentleness, like warm water rippling in the rims of his eyes.
When he realized that he had unintentionally revealed this kind of expression, he instantly tightened his expression. His fists clenched, and his heartbeat inexplicably accelerated. He secretly took a deep breath and prepared to leave, but just as he turned around, Ji Yunshu suddenly grabbed his hand.
He felt warmth on his fingertips.
He looked back and saw that Ji Yunshu was still asleep. She rubbed her head on the pillow and softly whispered, "Don't go."
Was she doing it on purpose?
Or was it really a dream?
Jing Rong could clearly feel the strength of her grip on his fingers.
Ah Yi was at a loss when she saw this. She gulped and asked softly, "What's going on?"
Hearing this, Jing Rong's expression darkened. He forcibly pulled his hand back and turned to leave.
Without saying a word!
Yi was even more confused. She covered Ji Yunshu with the quilt and turned to Jiao. "You said … just now …"
A-Jiao always said what she wanted to say. She said directly, "You saw it just now. It was Li Chuan who brought Miss Ji back!"
"But … why are they together?"
"How would I know?"
"…" Ah Yi glanced outside the door.
A-Jiao suddenly frowned and said, "Miss Ji belongs to our young master. We can't let Li Chuan steal her from us."
"What do you want?"
"What do you think?" Ah Jiao said, "We have to be careful. In the future, Miss will marry young master and be our wife."
As she spoke, she couldn't help but laugh.
Ah Yi: "…"
Outside, after Jing Rong left the room, he went straight to the courtyard. He didn't notice Su Ziluo staring at him from the corridor.
On the way back from the palace, he heard that Ji Yunshu was missing and rushed back. He didn't expect that the moment he entered the mansion, he would hear that Jing Rong had carried Ji Yunshu away. He didn't know where he went. He knew that Ji Yunshu only had Jing Rong in her heart, and he also knew that Jing Rong only had Ji Yunshu in his heart. Therefore, he was just an outsider.
An outsider who could no longer enter her heart!
During this period of time, he had tried countless times to restrain the surging feelings in his heart. But … there were some things that he couldn't convince himself of, and he couldn't restrain himself.
He knew his own heart!
Even after so many years, she was still in his heart.
But some things were in the past, and in the end, they were in the past!
Qi 'er came from afar and said, "Young master, Miss Ji should be fine. You just came back, why don't you rest early?"
He didn't say anything and pushed his wheelchair away.
Qi 'er hurriedly pushed him back into the room.
That night, the coldness and darkness came together, and the whole Yan Jing city seemed to have turned into a huge icehouse.
Ji Yunshu slept very comfortably, but Jing Rong didn't sleep the whole night. He stood in the pavilion in the backyard of the Su residence, his gaze falling on the moon. No one knew what he was thinking.
Just like that, the night passed.
The next day.
Early in the morning, Wen Cong rode the carriage to the place that Ji Yunshu mentioned – Jadeite Pavilion.
Wen Cong had never been to this place, but he had heard of it. It was said that in the past, this place was crowded with people, but now, the doors were tightly shut, and it seemed a little desolate.
The coachman helped Wen Cong down the carriage and asked, "Second Master, why did you come to this place so early in the morning?"
Everyone knew that Wen Cong was a free traveler, not a common person. He was only interested in good wine, delicious food, and some strange things. He had no interest in beautiful women and romantic affairs. Moreover, at his age, he only wanted to live freely. How could he be interested in … such things?
He narrowed his eyes at the coachman and said, "Don't talk too much. Lead the horse to the back and wait for me. I'll go in for a while."
The coachman nodded, and led the horse away.
Wen Cong walked to the door and knocked a few times. After a long time, he heard some movement inside. The door opened, and a little girl poked her head out. Her dark eyes looked at Wen Cong up and down, and asked, "Who are you? Who are you looking for? "
"I'm looking for the manager of Jadeite Pavilion, Hong Niang."
"Hong Niang?" Most people who came here were looking for Miss Huazheng, and very few people came to look for Hong Niang. The girl looked at him a few more times, and asked cautiously, "Why are you looking for Hong Niang?"
Wen Cong didn't like to talk nonsense, and he didn't want to beat around the bush. He said directly, "I'm here to treat Miss Huazheng's illness. If you don't invite me in, I'll leave now. Even if you want to invite me again, I won't come."
He flung his sleeves.
When the girl heard his words, she was stunned for two seconds. She immediately opened the door, and her attitude changed drastically. "Then … please come in, I'll inform Hong Niang."
Wen Cong stepped through the door, and the girl led him to the hall and served him tea. "Sit here, I'll call Hong Niang."
"Okay!" Wen Cong looked around. The courtyard was very big, but the furnishings were very simple. It seemed like it hadn't been taken care of for a long time.
Back then, many rich kids racked their brains to get in, but now, it felt like the tea had cooled after the person left.
He looked at the tea beside his hand, and opened the lid to take a look. There were two tea leaves floating inside. He frowned, put the lid back on, and didn't take a sip in the end.
After a while, a voice came from afar. "You're here? You're really here? "
Hong Niang's voice was very high, and it was ear-piercing.
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