'Second Brother, I don't want to be your enemy!'
Although Kong Yu was not a princess, she had the elegance and magnanimity of a princess.
She slowly stepped forward and bowed her head in a natural and unrestrained manner. The Emperor and Concubine Xiao looked at her and liked her both ways.
Qi Zhen Emperor naturally praised her to the heavens, and Concubine Xiao also echoed his praises.
Yuchi Lin was not the King of Qujiang. He said he was here to ask for a marriage, but Qi Zhen Emperor 'gave' a woman. He had no choice but to accept the generous gift and escort her back to Qujiang.
Ji Yunshu stole a glance at Jing Rong and saw that he was unmoved. It was as if Kong Yu was just a stranger, not worthy of his attention.
Even when they raised their cups to celebrate, Jing Rong acted as if nothing had happened. He even drank several cups in a row when he was in the mood.
It was as if he was drowning his sorrows in wine.
At this moment, Kong Yu was sitting beside Concubine Xiao. Her hands were held by Jing Rong, and she seemed to be talking to her affectionately.
Kong Yu's only response to her was a faint smile that never wavered.
'Is this woman really as Jing Rong said? Is she willing to marry him?'
Forget it, it had nothing to do with her!
The next moment, he shook his head lightly.
"Teacher Ji."
Suddenly, someone called out to her.
She turned her head and saw a young eunuch stuffing a note into her hand.
Then he left.
Looking at the note in her palm, she was stunned for a moment before she opened it.
– Lotus Pond
Only three words were written on it.
'Who gave it to me?'
She crumpled the note into a ball and looked around the banquet table. Only then did she realize that Ji Huan had already left.
She had to face him sooner or later. She couldn't hide.
While Jing Rong was drowning his sorrows in wine, she quietly left.
But just as she left, Lang Po asked Jing Rong, "Your Highness, do you want to follow her?"
Jing Rong gulped down another mouthful of wine.
It was as if there was a pair of eyes on his back as he said, "There's no need for that. Zi Jin will be following her. After she's done with her work, you can inform Zi Jin and escort her back to the Manor first."
"Yes!"
Lang Po obeyed and obediently stood to the side.
The sky had already darkened. Everyone in the observation platform was celebrating, but outside, it was exceptionally cold and cheerless.
Ji Yunshu asked a palace maid for a small lantern and went to the lotus pond on her way to the Observation Tower.
As expected, Ji Huan really was waiting for him.
The candlelight slowly approached and shone on the calm surface of the water!
Ji Huan gripped the Soaring Crimson Sword that never left his hand, glaring at her.
Ji Yunshu was extremely courteous. She bowed in front of him. "I wonder why General Ji has invited me here?"
"Tell me, are you Ji Yunshu or not?" he asked directly.
"Ji Yunshu?" Ji Yunshu muttered her own name and sneered, "Who is this person to the General?"
"An enemy, an enemy who killed his brothers and relatives."
"Oh? So he was a murderer? But why did I hear that the general's younger brother, Ji Yuanzhi, committed suicide to escape punishment? As for the general's grandmother, she had a cold in her body and passed away. How could they blame Miss Ji? Could it be that what I heard is very different from the truth? "
Ji Huan was not Ji Li, so he naturally couldn't keep his cool. His face flushed with anger and he wanted to draw his sword.
The ominous eyes roared, "You don't need to beat around the bush with me. I only want to ask you, are you Ji Yunshu or not?"
Ji Yunshu fixed her gaze, "What if I say I am?"
Ji Huan unsheathed his Soaring Crimson Sword. Accompanied by a cold glint, the tip of the sword was already aimed at Ji Yunshu's neck.
"If you are, then I will kill you."
His rough and fierce voice shook the calm surface of the water.
Ji Yunshu raised her chin, the tip of the sword pressed against her delicate neck. Even though there was still a small distance between them, she could feel this bloodthirsty Soaring Scarlet Sword crazily trying to stab her throat at this moment.
"General Ji, do you want to kill me in the palace?"
"You think I don't dare?"
"No, of course you dare. Why wouldn't the Changlin General who commands the battlefield dare? But … "As she spoke, she took a small step forward. Her neck was almost touching the blade of the sword in front of her. With a fearless look in her eyes, she continued," If you kill me, you won't be able to walk out of the Imperial Palace today. "
That tone seemed to come from a deep abyss, seeping into one's skin and turning into countless sharp swords that stabbed at one's internal organs.
Ji Huan sheathed the sword in his hand when she finished speaking.
However, Ji Yunshu's neck was still cut by the sharp edge of the sword.
In fact, she was extremely afraid. The hand that held the small lantern was trembling faintly.
But she knew that the more she showed fear, with Ji Huan's character, the more likely she was to die when the Soaring Crimson Sword stabbed at her.
Ji Huan's face was full of confidence, "You know I've never been afraid of threats. You are Ji Yunshu, and the person I want to kill is also you!"
The killing intent in his eyes grew stronger and stronger.
Ji Yunshu raised her sharp and slender chin. Her originally gloomy gaze became gentle again.
She called out to him, "Second Brother, I don't want to be your enemy."
Yes, she admitted it!
Ji Huan's brows furrowed when he heard her call him 'Second Brother'.
"I'm not your Second Brother. You killed Yuanzhi and angered grandmother to death. You've already been expelled from the Ji family. You're a sinner and don't deserve to call me that."
"Could it be that Second Brother can't distinguish right from wrong?" Ji Yunshu felt a stab of pain between her brows. "That year, it was Second Brother who saved Ji Pei from the battlefield. I've always been grateful to you, and I feel that you're different from them. Even if you keep saying that you want to kill me, I'm still willing to believe that Second Brother can't bear to do it. If you really believe that Third Brother's death is my fault, then you can kill me with your sword."
She stared at him resolutely.
In fact, she wanted to gamble on whether her Second Brother's heart was as cold and heartless as the rest of the Ji family.
Although Ji Huan was a boorish fellow, he wasn't a cripple who didn't know how to think. Ji Yuanzhi was the one who killed first, and it was his own suicide. In the end, it had nothing to do with Ji Yunshu, but that was his third brother. He couldn't just watch him die without doing anything.
Therefore, he was determined to kill Ji Yunshu.
However, after listening to Ji Yunshu's words, he hesitated.
He struggled!
His conflicted expression was written all over his face.
His hand holding the sword was trembling, and his face was flushed red.
Shi Zijin, who was hiding in the shadows, was ready to make a move.
Since someone dared to hurt her master, she would take that person's head!
Suddenly!
"Ah!"
In the blink of an eye, Ji Huan roared in anger.
He raised the sword in his hand like a madman and slashed at Ji Yunshu like a kitchen knife.
Ji Yunshu instinctively closed her eyes.
The tip of the sword brought with it a gust of wind and a cold glint as it slowly approached her.
She thought that the sword would cut her in half, but she didn't expect that it would be the golden mask on her face that would be cut in half.
The mask exploded into two halves. Half of it fell into the lotus pond, while the other half landed on the lantern in her hand.
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