It would be ugly for a woman to be thinner.
Not long after, Mo Ruo returned and examined her wound again.
He nodded. "It's not too bad. The wound isn't too deep. This should be caused by the Soaring Scarlet Sword, right?"
"How did you know?" Ji Yunshu asked.
Mo Ruo washed his hands and smiled. "The Soaring Scarlet Sword that His Majesty bestowed upon me is extremely sharp. It's blade is completely different from ordinary swords. I was fortunate enough to see General Ji's sword, so I knew it when I saw your wound."
"Oh!"
Ji Yunshu did not reply.
After a while, Mo Ruo asked her curiously, "Yesterday, you asked me whether my conscience or my life was more important. Today, War Secretary Ji committed suicide to escape punishment. Does this have anything to do with what you asked me?"
Her curiosity was overflowing.
"…"
"If you don't reply, does that mean it's true? Then I'm even more curious. What does this have to do with conscience? "
Something was strange.
Ji Yunshu still did not reply. She lowered her head. Her mind had already drifted off somewhere.
When Mo Ruo saw that she did not reply, he felt that he was asking for trouble.
… …
On the other side.
Su Ziluo once again entered the palace, but this time, he had a private meeting with Qi Zhen Emperor.
Inside the palace hall.
"The person is dead, so this matter has come to an end. As for Teacher Su's request to return the cities, I'm afraid it will be difficult." Qi Zhen Emperor did not beat around the bush.
Su Ziluo listened and pondered for a moment.
"General Yuchi was murdered in Great Lin, and the murderer was War Secretary Ji Li of the Ministry of War. This case seems to be closed, and a life for a life is indeed so. However, our King and the people of Qujiang will not accept such humiliation."
His attitude was unyielding.
Qi Zhen Emperor did not need to guess what his intentions were.
He went straight to the point. "Using a life to force us to return your two cities? Isn't that ridiculous?"
What a joke!
"To Your Majesty, two insignificant cities are nothing, but it is different for our Qujiang. As long as Your Majesty agrees, this case will be considered closed. From then on, I will order the thirty thousand generals to withdraw their troops from the border. There will be no more wars between our two countries, but …"
"What?" Qi Zhen Emperor was shocked.
"If Your Majesty doesn't agree, you can think about it. If a general is killed in another country, it will definitely incite the anger of the people. Our tens of thousands of soldiers will also fight with the determination to die. At that time, I'm afraid the situation will not be the same as five years ago, where it will not be controlled by Your Majesty. Then, Your Majesty will not only return two cities, you might even lose more."
It was a naked threat!
The Qi Zhen Emperor had always been a tsundere. His authority was not to be challenged by others.
Su Ziluo's repeated provocations were unbearable.
But …
He was not angry.
Instead, he calmly said, "Sir Su's meaning, I understand. Presumably, this is also the intention of Qujiang's King. Well, I promise you, I will think about it carefully. Two days later, I will give you an answer."
What the hell!
Shouldn't he be dragged out and beheaded?
His kindness made him feel as if he had been reborn.
In the end, Su Ziluo left the hall safely.
Qi Zhen Emperor could no longer control his suppressed anger and let it out.
The memorials and ink brushes on the table were all swept to the ground.
He clenched his fists and slammed the table. "Good, Su Ziluo."
…
That night, Su Ziluo received a note secretly sent by Ji Yunshu.
Tomorrow, at the western city gate tower.
He crumpled the note in his hand. He wanted to throw it away, but he unfolded it little by little. After looking at it for a long time, he placed it over the candle flame.
Burn it!
His eyes were as calm as water, devoid of any emotion.
Until …
Li 'er walked to his side and glanced at the burnt note. He gestured a few times to Su Ziluo with a pained expression.
Su Ziluo gestured for him to come over.
When Li 'er squatted in front of him, the corners of Su Ziluo's mouth curved into a smile. His tone was full of heartache and pampering.
"Li 'er, I promise you, when everything is settled, I will take you back to your hometown, okay?"
He nodded.
He gestured a few more times with his hand.
Su Ziluo shook his head. His smile tightened. "No, Shu 'er will not go with us. She will stay here. Someone will take care of her."
"Ah ah ah!"
"No, how could I not want Shu 'er? But she doesn't belong to me anymore. "
His voice gradually weakened.
Li 'er's large eyes stared at him, dripping with tears.
In the past two years, he was the only person Su Ziluo had confided in.
Perhaps because Su Ziluo didn't know how to speak, he wouldn't divulge his secrets, and he wouldn't ask about his affairs. Therefore, Su Ziluo often told him about his three years in Jinjiang.
He told Ji Yunshu everything that happened between him and her!
As it turned out, Li 'er was indeed a very good listener.
After a long time, Su Ziluo closed the window and sat in his wheelchair for a long time.
Li 'er squatted beside him and didn't disturb him.
The next day.
The Emperor ordered Ji Huan to bring Ji Li's body back to his hometown for burial, but he wasn't allowed to erect a tombstone.
Ji Huan didn't cause any more trouble. He carried Ji Li's body out of the Ministry of Justice's prison and transported it back to Jinjiang.
As for the old Emperor, he naturally closed his doors to ponder.
Should he give the city?
Or not?
The eunuchs outside didn't dare to disturb him, and neither did the officials in the imperial court.
They were afraid that disaster would fall from the sky.
Thus, no one wanted to drink the 'hot pot of soup'.
Ji Yunshu stayed in her courtyard. When others spoke to her, she didn't reply. She didn't eat or drink.
Left with no choice, the maids went to inform Jing Rong.
The first thing Jing Rong said when he came in was, "How about this Prince send you to a nunnery? How about becoming a little nun?"
She wanted to!
She wanted to shave her hair and end it all!
But after thinking about it, she couldn't bear to part with her hair that she had kept for several years.
She stood under the plum blossom tree in silence.
Her heart was heavy.
Jing Rong sighed and earnestly said, "If you really want to send your big brother off, you can still make it if you rush to the city gates now."
"I don't want to send him off."
It wasn't because of Ji Li!
Jing Rong said again.
"Ever since you reported the case, you've been like this. This Prince doesn't want to ask you, but I can't bear to see you like this."
"I'm fine." Ji Yunshu replied faintly. Then, she hurriedly added, "It's probably because I've encountered too many things during this period of time.
Jing Rong knew that she had something on her mind, but he didn't point it out.
After waiting for a while, he ordered the servants to bring some food. He forcefully dragged Ji Yunshu into the room and forced her to sit at the table.
"Hurry up and eat!"
He didn't try to persuade her, but used a commanding tone.
Ji Yunshu pursed her lips. She was a little resistant, but she obediently picked up her chopsticks and ate a mouthful of rice.
Seeing this, Jing Rong picked up his chopsticks and put a piece of meat in her bowl.
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