Leave Jing Rong and follow this prince!
A deal?
Making a deal with Jing Yi was like making a deal with a jackal.
Ji Yunshu looked at him coldly without saying a word.
Jing Yi curled his lips and asked, "Does Miss Ji not want to know what this Prince wants to do with you?"
She still did not respond!
"Right now, Prince Rong is like a lion trapped in a cage. His hands and feet are tied up. To this Prince, he poses no threat at all. However, this is not what this Prince wants. Letting him die like this is too easy." Jing Yi's face was full of pity.
No!
She couldn't let Jing Rong die like this.
He would not rest until he had tortured them.
"What are you trying to say?" Ji Yunshu asked.
Jing Yi raised his sinister eyebrows. "As long as this Prince wills it, Jing Rong will be able to leave safely."
"Would you be so kind?"
"He is, after all, my brother. This King will still consider our brotherhood."
Pooh!
What a hypocritical saint.
It was the same as using the guise of Lei Feng to do the beastly things.
Moreover, in this day and age, one would suffer retribution even if they bent down to pick up fifty cents, let alone such a huge pie.
Of course not!
Ji Yunshu asked, "Since Prince Yi said it's a deal, what are the conditions?"
"You!"
"Me?"
"That's right!" Jing Yi took two steps forward with a sneer on his sinister face. He reached out and pinched Ji Yunshu's sharp and slender chin once more. He lifted it up and said, "What this Prince wants is very simple. As long as Miss Ji agrees to do one thing for me, I can guarantee that Jing Rong will leave the Imperial Prison safely. He will also have nothing to do with the regicide!"
"Promise you what?"
"Leave Jing Rong and follow me," Jing Yi said solemnly.
To Jing Yi, Ji Yunshu was not only Jing Rong's weakness, but also a smart bomb that even he, a prince, was afraid of.
Therefore, he needed Ji Yunshu. He needed this bomb that could explode at any moment to be tied to his side. This was to prevent others from using it to bomb him!
However, Ji Yunshu only responded with a sneer.
"What makes Prince Yi think that I will agree to it?"
Jing Yi wasn't in a hurry. He calmly said, "Just because of Jing Rong. If you agree, I will guarantee his safety. Otherwise, he might die in prison today."
"Despicable!"
"So what if I'm despicable? If I can achieve my goal, This King is willing to be despicable for once. Even if I'll be cursed by the world in the future, at least This King's name will be left in history."
This idea was really intoxicating. However, it was undeniable that what he said made sense.
For a moment, Ji Yunshu wanted to give him a thumbs up.
She gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with stubbornness as she said, "Prince Rong did not commit regicide at all, and there is no way to pin a false charge on him. As long as I am alive, I will definitely find evidence to prove Prince Rong's innocence. Prince Yi, you want to be notorious for ten thousand years, but I don't want that."
"You …"
Jing Yi was angered again. His fingertips tightened, causing Ji Yunshu's jaw to hurt.
He said, "You'd better agree to my conditions because this Prince's patience isn't good. It doesn't matter if it's you or Jing Rong. Just a word from you can decide his life or death. But if you're still stubborn, this Prince can also promise you that before you can find any evidence to prove his innocence, I will personally make you watch him die. Listen carefully, this is not a notice, but a threat …"
Ugh!
"If you kill him, His Majesty will not let you off!"
"Imperial Father is currently gravely ill. He has given this Prince full authority over this matter. Miss Ji, think about it. Is it possible for Jing Rong to commit suicide to escape punishment?"
Yes!
Ji Yunshu's rationality was completely washed away by his words. At this moment, nothing was more important than Jing Rong's safety.
Her eyes flickered, and there was a trace of hesitation in her heart.
Jing Yi continued to strike while the iron was hot. "Miss Ji is a smart person. This Prince's condition is not harmful to you and Jing Rong. If you follow this Prince and become Prince Yi's retainer, in the future when I ascend the throne, I will not mistreat you. As for Jing Rong, he will safely leave the imperial prison. He will still be a prince of Great Lin. If I ascend the throne in the future and he wants to be a free king, I will bestow him that title."
"…"
"Do you agree? Or not? "
Ji Yunshu lowered her gaze. Her heart felt like it was being bitten by ten thousand ants. On one hand, it was her own principles. On the other hand, it was Jing Rong's safety.
What should she choose?
…
After leaving the palace, Ji Yunshu returned to the Rong Estate.
Mo Ruo did not return to Yuhua Pavilion. He waited for her at the Rong Estate.
"Did Prince Yi make things difficult for you?" Mo Ruo asked worriedly.
She shook her head.
What did he say to you?
She shook her head.
She said nothing.
Mo Ruo slapped his forehead. "Aren't you going to investigate the burnt iron wire? I'm going to the palace to look for Kong Yu. "
Just as he lifted his foot, Ji Yunshu pulled him back.
"You don't need to go!"
"Why? Didn't you want to find evidence? "
"It's useless. Everything is useless. I have my own plans for this matter." Ji Yunshu's voice was very soft.
Mo Ruo could see that there was something wrong. He narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at her. He pulled her back and solemnly asked, "What did Prince Yi say to you?"
She leaned to the side and pulled her arm back from Mo Ruo's grasp.
She crossed her arms and replied, "He didn't say anything. Young Master Mo, you don't need to ask anything. In short, Jing Rong will be fine. Young Master Mo, you should quickly return to Yuhua Pavilion. Presumably, Wei Yi is still waiting for you. Regarding this matter, please keep it a secret from Wei Yi."
After she finished speaking, Ji Yunshu turned around and left the Rong Estate, heading in the direction of Bamboo Creek Garden.
Mo Ruo looked at her, but he did not chase after her.
On the way back to Bamboo Creek Garden.
It was drizzling. Ji Yunshu's head, shoulders, and face were all wet from the drizzle.
She continued to walk forward, and her coarse cloth flats were also dripping in the water …
Until …
A green oil-paper umbrella fell on her head.
She did not stop walking. Her eyes were fixed on the faint light in front of her.
Shi Zijin, who was standing beside her, held an umbrella and followed her footsteps slowly.
Ji Yunshu suddenly called out, "Zijin."
"Yes!"
"Am I right? Or am I wrong? "
Shi Zijin did not answer.
Ji Yunshu looked at Shi Zijin and asked, "If it were you, what would you do?"
From Shi Zijin's point of view, this question was too difficult to answer.
She shook her head. "I don't know, but I can understand."
"Understand?" Ji Yunshu smiled bitterly. "You won't understand."
Shi Zijin did not understand. She could only closely follow Ji Yunshu's steps.
As the Qingming Festival approached, the rain became heavier.
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