Fallen Leaves Return to Roots
"With me here, you won't die!"
Mo Ruo had guaranteed this many times.
Jing Xian smiled faintly. He closed the box and put it aside. He lifted his heavy eyelids and looked out the window.
His voice was weak as he said, "Mo Ruo, my life and death are not up to me. Ever since my mother passed away fourteen years ago, I've been staying in this tightly shut palace. Day after day, year after year, this body of mine is like a puppet, watched by others and nurtured by medicine. Even if I take a step out of the palace, there will be countless pairs of eyes watching me. These days can't be said to be torturous, but it is really tiring."
It was extremely miserable!
For fourteen years, he had been trapped in this dilapidated palace.
To put it bluntly, his entire life was imprisoned by Qi Zhen Emperor. Even if the Crown Prince ascended to the throne and spared his life, he was destined to be trapped in this prison.
Mo Ruo held his arm and earnestly said, "Wait a little longer. When you recover, His Majesty will naturally have no reason to keep you trapped in the palace."
"Will there be such a day?"
"Yes, you should believe me!"
"Mo Ruo, thank you." Jing Xian's pale lips smiled gratefully.
"Your Imperial Mother is a benefactor to my Mo family. Helping you is something I should do. Moreover, before my father died, he told me to find a way to cure your illness. That old man entrusted this important task to me. I can't let him die in peace in the underworld."
An absolutely filial son!
Although Mo Ruo was sloppy and loved wine and beauties, he had always been a man of his word. Not to mention, this was a task entrusted to him by his deceased father.
"In short, rest well and don't let your imagination run wild."
"I know." Jing Xian agreed. He then asked, "Right, I heard that Imperial Father handed over the missing girls case in the capital to Jing Rong. How is it? Did you investigate it?"
"I almost didn't die."
Huh?
Jing Xian anxiously asked, "What's wrong? Did something go wrong? "
Mo Ruo shook his head and sighed. "The case was investigated, but he was slightly injured."
"Is it serious?"
"With me here, of course he'll be fine. But you know his temperament. Although saving a life is better than building a seven-storied pagoda, he's the only one who would risk his own life to save someone."
His words were vague, so Jing Xian naturally didn't understand, but he didn't probe further.
He only said, "It's good that he's fine. Now that the case has been solved, Imperial Father will naturally allow him to open the coffin. If the case of the Imperial Duke is solved, Jing Rong's status in the imperial court will naturally rise. However, you have to remind him not to show off too quickly."
Mo Ruo was puzzled. "You little brat, you're alone in this Tongren Hall. You think your ears don't pay attention to what's going on outside, but you're actually very clear about everything in your heart!"
Listening to Bi Lu talk about the outside world is also a form of relaxation. You also know that Bi Lu doesn't have any abilities. It's just that he's old and likes to meddle in other people's business. Inside and outside the palace, he likes to listen to everything. When he's done listening, he can't hide it anymore. So, he tells me about it. I like to listen too. "
Jing Xian seemed to take a long time to finish speaking. Every word was said with all his strength.
Mo Ruo, on the other hand, was also listening patiently. He even became curious and sat up straight.
He asked, "Then, I want to hear what else Bi Lu said to you."
"Everything that needs to be said has been said."
"Oh? Let me hear it. I've been away from the capital for some time, so I didn't hear everything. You can fill me in. "
All that was left was a cup of tea and some melon seeds.
Jing Xian narrowed his eyes. His body was a little tired. He slowly retracted his pale and slender fingers into his wide sleeves.
He slowly said, "In the next two days, the people of Qujiang who are stirring up trouble at the border will probably enter the capital. Remember to remind Jing Rong to wait until the matter at the border is resolved before investigating the case of the Imperial Duke. At this time, he shouldn't go to Lin Mountain to open the coffin, lest he provokes Imperial Father's displeasure."
Mo Ruo couldn't hear any interesting gossip and inevitably felt a little disappointed. He patted his thigh and stood up. "Forget it, I'll pass on your words to him. You should also rest well. Next time, I'll go to the palace to see you. You can stay here with peace of mind. Sooner or later, you'll be able to leave the palace."
Jing Xian only smiled faintly when he heard these words.
He lowered his eyes and said, "Imperial Mother once said that a fallen leaf returns to its roots and will eventually return to its original place. Leave the palace? Will there really be such a day … "
His voice became weaker and weaker.
His voice became softer and softer.
Jing Xian, who was sitting on the rocking chair, closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.
Mo Ruo sighed softly. He thought that among all the princes in the world, Jing Xian was probably the only one who lived such a miserable life.
He took a thin blanket and covered Jing Xian's body before leaving the inner room.
He summoned Bi Lu and instructed him, "Take good care of Prince Xian. Remember, don't drink the medicine sent by the Imperial Physician's Court. Make sure you see him drink it according to the prescription I gave you before. Do you understand?"
Bi Lu nodded. "This old servant understands!"
Mo Ruo looked at the dilapidated courtyard and said, "How can this courtyard be used for a person to live in? In any case, he is still a prince. Send someone to repair it and add whatever needs to be added. "
"Yes, yes, yes …"
Bi Lu also agreed to it.
Mo Ruo looked into the room and left uneasily.
… …
After the missing girls case was solved, the Capital Governor sorted out the documents and prepared to submit them to the Supreme Court. However, he still made a trip to the Rong Estate to let Prince Rong look over the documents.
In the pavilion.
"As long as the Supreme Court stamps this case, it will be closed. Your Highness, do you want to personally go to the palace after your injuries are healed? Do you want to meet the Emperor like Prince Yi? "
To put it bluntly, it was clear that he wanted Jing Rong to take credit. Perhaps Qi Zhen Emperor would be pleased and reward him!
Even he, the Capital Governor, would be able to bask in the glory!
Although Jing Rong's head and hands were wrapped in bandages, he never showed any weakness. His eagle-like eyebrows were tightly knitted, like a blazing fire.
He took a sip of tea and gently put it down.
"There is no need. Let the Supreme Court handle this. As for that Gan Chuliang, interrogate him as he should be. Although he didn't kill anyone, he destroyed the corpse and erased the evidence."
"Yes, this lowly official understands."
"You may leave."
The Capital Governor cupped his hands, packed up the documents, and prepared to leave.
In the distance, Lu Jiang suddenly rushed over with a solemn expression, standing outside the pavilion.
"Your Highness, bad news."
"What is it?" Jing Rong asked solemnly.
"Miss Ruan is missing!"
Bang!
The teacup fell from Jing Rong's fingertips onto the table.
At the same time …
A servant girl from the East Courtyard carried Ji Yunshu's clean clothes into the room and handed her a neatly folded note.
"Teacher Ji, is this note yours?"
Ji Yunshu received it with a puzzled expression.
"Mine?"
The servant girl nodded.
"It fell from the clothes you changed into."
"Which clothes?"
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