Chase! Of course I have to chase!
On the way to Yuhua Pavillion, Ji Yunshu bought a jug of wine. She handed it to Wei Yi.
However, today's Yuhua Pavillion was much more deserted than usual.
No, it was very deserted. There was not a single patient.
Even the children, who had been busy all along, sat around the stove, chatting and laughing.
Once Wei Yi entered, he hurriedly hugged the wine pot and squeezed into the crowd. He also held a jar of wine in his hand as he obediently squatted in the middle, blinking his eyes as he looked around.
He asked the children, "What are you talking about? I want to hear it too. "
His face was full of curiosity.
Because Wei Yi had squeezed into the crowd, everyone's original position had shifted.
One of the children asked, "Little Wei Yi, where did you go yesterday?"
He grinned, "I went to find my Shu 'er."
During his stay in Yuhua Pavillion, Wei Yi kept mentioning Ji Yunshu every day. Everyone knew that the person he called 'Shu' er 'was Teacher Ji.
Thus, they were not surprised to hear it.
Instead, they said, "Look at your proud face, no one is going to snatch her from you."
Wei Yi smiled again and cut to the chase. He elbowed the children next to him, "What were you talking about? Tell me, I want to hear it … "
He looked like a thirsty child.
The children smiled meaningfully and pointed upstairs, asking Wei Yi, "Do you know who's here?"
"Who?"
"Prince Rong is here, so Master won't do business today. He said it's too noisy."
Wei Yi suddenly understood.
"Oh, so it's a punching bag."
The children didn't know what he meant. They looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders.
A moment later, one of the children said, "Our Master has a good relationship with Prince Rong. They grew up together. Could it be that the two of them …"
He laughed evilly.
Everyone in the group started to giggle. Wei Yi scratched his head, not understanding what they were saying.
But Ji Yunshu, who was not far away, understood.
She didn't expect the people of ancient times to be so open-minded. It seemed like she was outdated.
She sighed and raised her head to look at the attic. Then, she walked to Wei Yi's side and took the bottle of wine from his bosom. Without saying a word, she went up to the attic.
In the attic!
Jing Rong and Mo Ruo sat opposite each other. Mo Ruo was brewing tea. He threw a small piece of charcoal into the stove and placed the teapot on it. Then, he fanned himself with a small fan.
The air was filled with the faint fragrance of tea.
It refreshed the mind!
Jing Rong watched him entertain himself for a long time before he asked, "Don't you dislike tea?"
"Yeah!"
"Then why are you making tea? I don't want to drink it."
"It's not like I picked it up for you."
"…" Jing Rong was speechless.
Mo Ruo looked up and saw his pale face. He smiled and said, "Just because you don't like to eat pork doesn't mean you can't kill it."
Brother, you must be a natural comedian, right?
The corners of Jing Rong's mouth twitched.
Coincidentally, Ji Yunshu came upstairs and overheard his words. She almost burst out laughing. Fortunately, her self-control wasn't bad.
He placed a jar of wine on the bamboo table and said to Mo Ruo.
"Here, the wine you wanted."
Jing Rong and Mo Ruo's gazes slowly moved up from the fair and slender fingers to Ji Yunshu's clean face.
They weren't surprised!
"Sit!"
Mo Ruo took the jar of wine and used his chin to point at the bamboo chair next to him, hinting for her to sit.
Jing Rong's scorching gaze was fixated on her like a peach blossom in February.
Ji Yunshu said, "No need. I won't disturb you."
"Sit down!" Jing Rong said.
Mo Ruo continued to make tea as if he was watching a good show.
For the first time, Ji Yunshu listened to Jing Rong and obediently sat down.
"You just came from the capital's magistrate?"
"You already know?" she asked.
Jing Rong's lips curled up. With a proud expression, he said, "Lang Po has been following you. I know your whereabouts." Then, he hurriedly added, "Oh right, that person really wasn't killed by your elder sister?"
Obviously, he didn't believe it.
"I didn't see it. The people at the scene also said they didn't see it. There was nothing strange about Miss Liang's corpse."
"Her luck is really good!" Jing Rong muttered.
Ji Yunshu was speechless.
At this moment, Mo Ruo was done making tea. He poured a cup for Ji Yunshu and placed it in front of her. He asked, "Miss Ji, can you guess what we were talking about just now?"
"Huh?"
"It shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"
'Difficult!
Only God knows what kind of nonsense you guys talk about with each other.
But when she thought about it, she seemed to have thought of something else.
She said, "Could it be that we were talking about the Emperor's birthday?"
"You're really smart." Mo Ruo laughed.
Jing Rong's expression sank. He looked at her and asked, "Do you have any suggestions?"
"Your Highness, are you asking me?"
"Yes."
"But if Your Highness wants to give a gift, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with me."
"You and I are in the same boat. Of course it's related."
"You are you, and I am me." Ji Yunshu's tone was very light.
As the two of them talked, Mo Ruo, who was sitting at the side, simply …
Holding the pot of wine that Ji Yunshu brought, he turned around and drank it.
How leisurely!
When Jing Rong heard her say 'you are you, and I am me', he didn't feel angry. Instead, he found it funny.
He picked up the pot of tea in front of Ji Yunshu and took a sip.
Then, he slowly said, "Even if you leave the capital in the future, you and I don't need to be so clear."
His words sounded very ordinary, but Ji Yunshu could hear the jealousy in them.
She glanced at him and didn't reply for a long time.
Jing Rong's gaze fell on her. He asked again, "What do you think about this Prince giving you an ink brush made of purple bamboo?"
He went back to the main topic.
Ji Yunshu thought for a moment and said in a serious tone, "Your Highness, you don't want to show off, right?"
"Yes, I like to keep a low profile."
"Then, you should give me something expensive."
'Something expensive?'
Jing Rong frowned. He didn't understand. "Didn't I say it just now? I want to keep a low profile. "
"Your Highness should be aware of His Majesty's suspicious nature, right? The more low-key your gift is, the more different you will be from others. In His Majesty's eyes, His Highness will think that you are a meticulous person. It's better to directly give something high profile and follow the crowd. That way, it will cover up Your Highness's edge. "
Hearing this, Jing Rong suddenly understood.
The smile on Jing Rong's face became even wider. He lowered his eyes.
'This woman is so smart that it's scary!'
"Fine, this Prince will listen to you."
'How obedient.'
Ji Yunshu took a deep breath and stood up. "I'll return to Bamboo Creek Garden first. The 'Lin Capital Case' can't be delayed any longer."
She didn't wait for Jing Rong to speak and turned around to leave the attic.
After she left, Mo Ruo deliberately knocked on the table with his finger.
He asked.
"You're not going to chase?"
Jing Rong frowned.
After a while, he suddenly stood up.
"Chase! Of course I'm going to chase! "
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