This Vow
Will Remain Unchanged From Generation to Generation
The cut was very small. If one didn't look carefully, they wouldn't be able to see it clearly.
However, according to Ji Yunshu's many years of experience, this cut shouldn't have been long. Moreover, when it was cut open, there must have been a lot of blood.
At this moment, Ji Wanxin had already hidden her hand in her sleeve.
"Yunshu, don't worry. It'll be fine. I'll leave first."
Finished speaking, she turned around and quickly left.
Ji Yunshu froze on the spot for a while. A frightening thought rushed into her mind.
But in the next moment, she felt that she was overthinking it.
She shook her head. "How could it be?"
Yes, how could it be?
How could Ji Wanxin push Ji Muqing and indirectly cause Miss Liang's death?
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
She stepped out of the room. Her thoughts were swept away by the red lanterns in the courtyard.
All kinds of lanterns were hung in the courtyard. They were extremely red and dazzling.
Involuntarily, the corners of her mouth curved into a sweet smile.
Until …
Jing Rong's figure once again appeared in front of her.
She instinctively took a few steps back. She wanted to return to the room, but Jing Rong was too fast. He blocked her way with one hand on the door frame.
He looked down at the woman who was a head shorter than him.
He smiled evilly. "Why are you running? Are you afraid that I'll eat you in the middle of the night? "
"A little," she answered honestly.
"Little!"
'Oh my, brother, did you transmigrate?'
Ji Yunshu raised her eyebrows and looked at him. "I still have things to do. You should go rest first."
"It's already so late. You should also rest."
"I …"
Before she could finish speaking, she was carried by Jing Rong.
"Ah!"
Yun Shu's heart also felt numb and tight, and he was so shocked that he felt dizzy.
"Put me down."
"I won't!"
Thus, she was thrown onto the bed. Just as the soft quilt stuck to her back, Jing Rong pressed down on her body.
He said, "What should I do? I only left for a short while, but I already regret it. I don't want to wait until the wedding night. How about tonight … "
"No!"
Ji Yunshu tightly grasped the cloth in front of her chest. She nervously said, "You … you can't do this."
"Why?"
She opened and closed her mouth, and after a long time, she squeezed out a few words, "Too … too fast!"
Puchi —
Jing Rong smiled.
Looking at the woman under him, he really didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he couldn't bear to let go.
Frowning, he asked, "Soon? Do you know that before a prince marries his wife, the two of them don't even get to see each other? You and I, it's been two or three months since we came here from Jinjiang. We've been together every day, day and night. Isn't that fast? "
Yunshu, oh, Yunshu, this prince feels like it's taking so long that my heart is burning.
Who wants to be with you all the time!
Ji Yunshu clenched her teeth. Her eyes shyly glared at him. "If you do this again, I will make you kneel on a washboard!"
"What?"
What was a washboard?
Jing Rong was baffled.
Ji Yunshu continued, "If you don't like the washboard, that's fine too. You can also use the keyboard or remote control, but you're not allowed to change the channel."
"Ah?"
Jing Rong was completely dumbfounded. He didn't understand the professional terms of autopsy. How could kneeling on something be so particular?
"Woman, you are too mischievous. This prince has kneeled to Imperial Father and Bodhisattva, but I have never kneeled to those people you mentioned. Who are they? You actually want me to kneel to them? Could it be that they are the child-giving Guanyin? If they are, this prince will kneel right now. "
'Kneel your sister!'
The corners of Ji Yunshu's mouth and eyes twitched.
How embarrassing!
Sure enough, communicating with people from the ancient times was difficult, but it was also very fun.
Therefore, Ji Yunshu couldn't help but laugh.
That kind of smile, in Jing Rong's eyes, was so beautiful and moving.
Just like the warmest sunshine in spring, it was like a blooming pink peach blossom, without a speck of dust.
"Yunshu."
Jing Rong suddenly called out with deep emotion.
The smile on Ji Yunshu's lips gradually disappeared. When she met Jing Rong's serious and passionate gaze, the last line of defense in her heart collapsed.
Jing Rong's handsome face, which was only inches away from hers, looked as if it had been carved with a knife. Between his gentle brows, there was a domineering and intimidating aura of a man.
At this moment, Jing Rong's brows were slightly wrinkled, and he had a gloomy expression on his face.
His slender fingers slid down Ji Yunshu's cheek again, and he looked into her bright and clear eyes.
"Yunshu, I hope that in this life, I can hold your hand and grow old together with you. This prince also vows to you that in the future, no matter what, no matter who, no matter how difficult or dangerous the road ahead of us is, nothing will separate us. This vow will never change."
The rims of Ji Yunshu's eyes reddened, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes onto Jing Rong's fingers after he finished his words.
How could the emotions in her heart be limited to tens of thousands?
A smile appeared on her face again, and she cried like a pear blossom in the rain.
After a long time, she nodded.
Jing Rong hugged her from behind, took off the crown on her head, and tied her hair into a bun.
Her hair loosened, and it draped over the pillow and Jing Rong's arm.
That night, the two of them only slept on the bed with their clothes off.
Ji Yunshu had never slept so soundly before.
When she woke up the next day, she turned to her side, and Jing Rong was unexpectedly still asleep. Moreover, the hands that were hugging her never loosened.
The light from outside shone in through the window, and it fell on the side of Jing Rong's face.
She stretched out her hand towards Jing Rong's long eyelashes. She lightly touched them, but she felt guilty and reached back. Before she could retract her hands, they were caught by Jing Rong.
Jing Rong opened his eyes and looked at the panic-stricken Ji Yunshu. His thin and cold lips hooked into a naughty smile.
"Little vixen, you're already restless early in the morning."
"How could I?"
Ji Yunshu's face immediately turned red from his teasing.
She lifted the quilt and quickly got off the bed. She wore a plain robe, and her long hair draped over her shoulders. As she moved, it fluttered in the wind.
Her back happened to be facing the light!
'That woman is so beautiful that I have no friends!'
Jing Rong was bewitched, and he stared blankly for a long time.
Ji Yunshu tidied up her slightly messy clothes. She took the silver crown on the side and tied her hair up.
Then, she confidently turned around and said, "Quickly get up, you should leave."
'Oh my, the roles are somewhat reversed!
Isn't this what a cold and arrogant male lead should say in a romance novel? '
Jing Rong stretched his body, folded his hands behind his head, and crossed his legs.
He had a lazy look on his face.
He rushed towards Ji Yunshu, who was walking to the door, and said, "This Prince really doesn't want to miss such a beautiful morning."
'Very leisurely ah!'
Ji Yunshu turned around and indifferently narrowed her eyes.
'Then go to sleep!
Sleep well! '
Thus, she said, "Actually, pigs are also like this!"
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
