Are you born in the year of the dog?
Prince Rong's estate
Just as she entered the estate, a figure rushed towards Ji Yunshu and hugged her.
Her whole body sank into Wei Yi's arms, and he hugged her tightly.
"Shu 'er, where did you go?"
Her voice was choked with emotion.
And …
Ji Yunshu's eyes met Jing Rong's.
His deathly pale face showed no emotion. He lowered his eyebrows and silently left.
As she watched the lonely figure leave, Ji Yunshu felt a little sad.
Yes, it was sad!
She only regained her composure when she felt the suffocation in her throat. She blushed and said to Wei Yi.
"Wei Yi, let go of me first."
"No!"
"But my body is hurting."
Wei Yi hurriedly let go of her. He was nervous and flustered. He took a step back and put his hands on his sides. He didn't dare to touch her body again.
"I'm sorry, Shu 'er. Did I hurt you?"
"No, Wei Yi. Let's go back first, okay?"
"Yes!"
He firmly nodded.
After returning to the West Courtyard, Ji Yunshu freshened up. A maidservant brought over some ointment, saying that it was ordered by His Highness to reduce swelling and relieve pain.
Ji Yunshu nodded and didn't say anything.
She closed the door and slowly took off her clothes, revealing her smooth back. She bent her hand and clumsily applied the ointment on her back. When the ointment entered her wound, she grit her teeth and frowned in pain.
She endured the pain and took off the mask on her face.
The mirror reflected the long scar on the left side of her face. The wound had long since healed, but the scar seemed to be embedded in her flesh.
But it didn't look sinister at all.
Ji Yunshu's innate temperament was like a blooming rose. Even if someone accidentally scratched the petals with their fingernails, it didn't affect its beauty.
It was slightly damaged, but it didn't affect its beauty.
Knock, knock, knock …
Someone knocked on the door.
Wei Yi shouted from outside, "Shu 'er, are you done?"
She just pulled her clothes over her shoulders and got up to open the door.
He quickly said, "Shu 'er, this is for you. You're injured, so you need to drink your medicine quickly. I personally brewed this medicine. No, no, actually, it was those older sisters who helped me brew it. Drink it while it's still hot. That way, you'll get better faster."
Her heart was moved, and her eyes reddened as she took the medicine.
A moment later, he stuffed another piece of candy into her hand.
He grinned widely and said, "Shu 'er, don't slap me. When you drink medicine, eat a piece of candy and you won't feel bitter. In the past, when I was sick and had to drink medicine, my mother told me this. In the end, it really didn't taste bitter at all."
"Thank you, Wei Yi."
"You're welcome. I have to take care of Shu 'er."
His sunny smile was filled with the purest vigor and kindness of a youth.
Her innocent look was vividly displayed in front of humanity.
She put the sweet lotus seed in her hand into her mouth and slowly drank the bowl of medicine.
By this time, it was already very late. In another two to four hours, it would be almost five in the morning.
Wei Yi refused to return to his room and insisted on watching over her. In the end, she could only let him stay.
Probably because she was too tired, she went to bed to rest. Wei Yi sat on the chair next to her, staring at her intently with his round eyes.
He was afraid that she would disappear again.
The next day.
When Ji Yunshu woke up, Wei Yi was still sleeping on the table.
She put on her clothes and washed herself. She quietly went out of the door without waking him. She sat in the courtyard and took out a piece of white cloth from her waist.
She had risked half her life to get this. Fortunately, it did not fall off when she tumbled down the valley. Otherwise, she would have cried.
The rectangular piece of white cloth in his hand was not coarse, but linen.
There was nothing embroidered on it!
But …
She rubbed the cloth with her fingertips.
It felt a little greasy, so she brought it to her nose and sniffed it.
"The smell of lard!" She came to a conclusion and felt a little strange. She muttered, "If it's a sweatcloth left by a woodcutter, it should have the smell of sweat. Why does it smell like lard?"
She took another good sniff.
She frowned, "The smell of cosmetics!"
This was even more strange. How could a piece of white cloth with the smell of lard have the smell of a woman's cosmetics?
Because she was too lost in her thoughts, she did not notice when Jing Rong stood behind her.
Until Jing Rong said, "You are willing to sacrifice your life for a piece of white cloth. This cloth, was it left by your lover?"
"…"
She turned around and saw Jing Rong in a blue brocade robe. He looked refreshed and did not look sick like yesterday.
She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she swallowed her words and sat down.
Now, she was really a little afraid of him.
"I won't eat you in broad daylight." Jing Rong said.
Her shoulders sank, and she looked extremely helpless.
She lowered her eyebrows, "I'm not afraid of you eating me. It's just that right now, I'm thinking about the case."
"Tell me about it."
Jing Rong lifted his robe and sat down on the stone chair beside her.
Ji Yunshu picked up the white cloth in her hand and said, "This cloth was found on Mount Liang. I can't guarantee whether it is related to the case or not, but this white cloth is a little strange."
"How strange?"
"Since it was left on the mountain, it should have belonged to the woodcutter. It should have the smell of sweat, but this cloth has the smell of lard and a faint smell of rouge."
"It's the rouge smell on your body, right?"
"No!" Ji Yunshu denied, "This smell is different."
Jing Rong became curious and moved his nose closer to the white cloth. But no matter how hard he sniffed, he could not smell it.
He asked curiously, "Are you born in the year of the dog? Last time, you could smell the smell of alcohol on a small piece of wood. Now, you can smell the rouge smell on this ordinary white cloth? "
She was really amazing!
She smiled bitterly and said, "I was probably a loyal dog in the police force in my previous life."
Police force?
What kind of thing is that?
Jing Rong had already heard many strange words from her mouth, so he couldn't help but be curious.
"Who the hell are you?" This question was asked abruptly.
Ji Yunshu glanced at him, "Your Highness, did you lose your memory?"
"No!"
"Oh!" He replied in a muffled voice.
It could be said that she had cleverly avoided Jing Rong's question.
Ji Yunshu's sensitive nose was trained by her father, a forensic doctor.
As a senior forensic doctor, the sensitivity of the nose was also very important. Ever since she was young, her father had forced her to become a forensic doctor. He often asked her to smell all kinds of strange things. After a long time, she could even tell if it was water or salt water with her eyes closed.
Fortunately, it was a unique skill.
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