Kong Yu?
Not long after, Ji Yunshu sent someone to inquire about the matter.
Only then did she learn that Mei Xiang 'er and her brother had set the thatched cottage on fire and burned it to the ground. Both of them were burned to death.
Furthermore, the missing women were all found in a deserted mass grave outside the city.
Because their corpses were badly decomposed and skinned, no one knew what they looked like. Now, the relatives of the missing women were waiting to collect their corpses and bury them.
Therefore, the capital governor had no choice but to order the corpses to be moved to the memorial hall.
When Ji Yunshu woke up, he would draw the portrait.
Then, he would quickly solve the case.
However, from beginning to end, no one mentioned Jing Rong.
Nightfall.
Ji Yunshu sat in front of the mirror and pondered for a while. She waited for the two maids to come in to change the water.
She asked, "Where is His Highness?"
The two maids looked at each other and shrunk their necks.
"Where is His Highness?" Ji Yunshu's tone became heavier.
"Teacher Ji, you shouldn't ask. His Highness …"
"Speak!"
"His Highness is injured. Right now … he's still unconscious." The maid lowered her head and answered.
'Injured?'
Ji Yunshu's heart skipped a beat. She stood up and grabbed the maid's arm. "Did he get injured while saving me?"
The maidservant nodded. "This servant also heard that when His Highness was trying to save Sir, he was injured in the head and shoulders. However, he still insisted on saving Sir before fainting. But with Young Master Mo Ruo here, His Highness will be fine."
As soon as she finished speaking, she let go of the maidservant and rushed out of the room.
"Teacher Ji …"
Despite being chased and called by the maids, Ji Yunshu didn't look back and headed towards Jing Rong's courtyard.
Inside the main courtyard.
Jing Rong was leaning against the bed. He had just woken up not long ago. His complexion was pale and his head and arms were wrapped in bandages.
Mo Ruo was at the side, unhurriedly stirring the medicine in his hands. Only Jing Rong could see his tall and straight back.
"How is Yuhua Pavilion today?"
Jing Rong suddenly asked in a weak tone.
"With a servant watching over them, business is quite good."
"This Prince will send someone to tear them down tomorrow. What do you think?"
Even though Jing Rong's voice was weak, his threatening aura still pressed down on everyone's hearts.
Mo Ruo stopped pounding the medicine, turned around, and met his gaze.
He asked, "When will you change your bad temper? When did my Yuhua Pavilion provoke you? "
Jing Rong lowered his eyelids and sighed lightly. He said coldly, "I said that if you don't appear in front of me within three days, I'll tear down your Yuhua Pavilion. I wasn't just joking."
Bold and confident!
After all, he was a prince, so he had to keep his word.
Mo Ruo smiled and shrugged. "Go ahead, go ahead. It was left behind by that old man anyway. I've been wanting to close it for a long time. But if you want to tear it down, you might as well tear it down."
"Your father is so pitiful to have a son like you."
"Yes, that's why the old man lost his life and drowned."
Jing Rong shook his head, but the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.
"If I were your father, I would be so angry that I would crawl out of my coffin."
"You think you're capable?" Mo Ruo glanced at him.
He got up and walked to the bedside.
Looking at Jing Rong's body full of injuries, Mo Ruo sighed and said in a teaching tone, "You're a dignified prince, but you almost died to save a woman. Was it worth it? If it weren't for this young master's miraculous hands, you would have been drinking tea with the King of Hell. "
Jing Rong's expression was cold, but he said very seriously, "Of course it was worth it. If she really died at that time, I probably would have died too."
"Is it that exaggerated?"
"You wouldn't understand."
"Yes, I don't understand. That's why people say that love is like a poison. Once you touch it, you'll die without a doubt." Mo Ruo looked at him with disdain.
Jing Rong ignored him.
"By the way," Mo Ruo suddenly said, "Guess who I returned to the capital with?"
"I don't want to guess!"
Jing Rong coldly retorted.
Mo Ruo didn't find it funny at all. "Why are you still the same? Boring."
"You know my temper."
"Yes, only I know. Otherwise, who would be able to cut through a cold stone like you!"
The two of them had been bickering for a long time.
Mo Ruo simply sat on the edge of the bed and moved closer to Jing Rong. He smiled sinisterly, unwilling to give up, and continued to ask, "Why don't you guess? You definitely know that person."
"I already said I won't guess!"
"Forget it, forget it." Mo Ruo waved his hand. "I really don't understand how I grew up with a taciturn person like you."
Jing Rong was helpless, but after a pause, he couldn't help but spit out two words.
"Kong Yu."
Kong Yu!
Hearing these two words, Jing Rong's expression suddenly darkened, but no one could tell what he was thinking.
After a while, Jing Rong asked, "Isn't she at Emerald Retreat?"
"Yes, this year, she followed her mother to Emerald Retreat. You should know why she came back this time, right? You should have long known about Miss Kong's feelings for you. "
"What are you trying to say?"
"Don't play dumb with me. After all, Miss Kong comes from a prestigious family and is the late Empress Xuanshu's niece. As long as Miss Kong is willing, her mother can go to the Emperor to ask for an edict, and it will be settled. It's not up to you."
Although the Kong family was in decline, they were still Empress Xuanshu's maiden family. Naturally, the Emperor would show some respect to them.
Everyone had a thorn in their heart, and Jing Rong was no exception.
Kong Yu was the thorn in his heart!
Jing Rong sighed and looked away. "Mo Ruo, others might not know, but don't tell me you don't?"
Of course Mo Ruo knew!
He grew up with Jing Rong, so of course he knew what Jing Rong was thinking.
Jing Rong raised his head and sighed. He shook his head slightly, pretending to feel pity.
He said, "It seems like the Qian is interested, but the Lang isn't! However, I think Miss Kong Yu is very good. Compared to Miss Ji, she's a thousand times better. "
"Is that so? But in my opinion, no one can compare to Yunshu. "
Jing Rong was very serious.
Mo Ruo narrowed his eyes and scrutinized Jing Rong. Then, he said mischievously, "You little brat, it turns out that you're really moved by a woman. I thought you were the most stubborn and cold rock growing up in the mountains."
"People change."
"Then you changed too fast. I'm curious. What's so good about that Miss Ji? You don't want Miss Kong Yu, but her? "
Jing Rong's pale lips only said, "It's probably like what you said. I was really poisoned, and it was a deadly poison. But, I was willing."
Oh my!
You're so smug!
Mo Ruo patted Jing Rong's thigh, got up, and returned to the table.
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