Ji Yunshu folded the paper and placed it under her pillow.
Wei Yi stared at it for a while before scratching his head. "Shu 'er, what's this?"
"It's nothing."
"Oh!"
Wei Yi obediently stopped asking.
Ji Yunshu put away Wei Yi's jade pendant and looked outside. It was already late at night.
She reached out and caressed Wei Yi's head. "It's already so late. You don't need to accompany me anymore. Go and rest."
"Is Shu 'er chasing me away?"
Aggrieved!
"No." She shook her head. "You don't need to return to Yuhua Pavilion for the next few days. Stay here with me."
"Really?" Wei Yi's eyes lit up.
He was pleasantly surprised and in disbelief.
Ji Yunshu nodded. "Good boy, Wei Yi. Go and rest."
"Alright. I'll come find you first thing in the morning."
With that, he danced out of the room and went to sleep.
Ji Yunshu's eyes darkened as she watched Wei Yi's cheerful figure.
Kong Yu's death probably made Mo Ruo want to die. It was inevitable that he would drown his sorrows in alcohol. Thus, it was best for Wei Yi to stay by her side.
Ji Yunshu sighed softly as she thought about it.
She couldn't sleep after her body cooled down. She got out of bed, put on a robe, and went out.
She stood under the porch.
The faint light from the two red lanterns shone on her cheeks. Her cheeks were bright red.
She was so pretty!
The cold wind whistled through the night. Fortunately, the rain had stopped.
It was the beginning of the fourth month, and it was time for the weather to lighten up.
Suddenly …
A figure landed beside her and stood there silently for a long time.
Ji Yunshu turned to look at Shi Zijin. "How is it?"
Shi Zijin replied, "The imperial palace is in a mess. Regarding the Crown Prince's rebellion, His Majesty ordered us not to announce it to the public. He only said that the Crown Prince died of illness and that the Crown Princess was heartbroken. He also decreed that the Crown Prince would be buried in the imperial mausoleum in three days."
"Anything else?"
"Nothing else."
"Ah!" She choked and frowned. "Then, what about Prince Rong?"
"He has already been released from the Supreme Court's prison. As soon as he was released, he went to the palace. Now, he is still guarding the palace."
Shi Zijin answered all of them.
Ji Yunshu didn't ask any more questions. She hugged her cold arms, feeling flustered.
After a while, Shi Zijin asked, "Teacher, are you really not going to tell His Highness?"
"What is it?"
Pretend to be a fool!
"The deal between you and Prince Yi, the little heir that Old General Li mentioned, and Miss Kong's murder, are you not going to tell His Highness?"
Ji Yunshu's slender jade-like fingers curled into a fist. She didn't reply.
"You won't understand. There are some things that the more you know, the better. You might think that you will be able to seize the initiative, but that is not the case at all. The more you know, the more you will have to consider. I don't want him to be as miserable as I am."
Shi Zijin began to understand.
But he didn't understand!
That night, Ji Yunshu stood under the porch, unable to sleep.
Until dawn —
The weather was good, and the pale white sky had a trace of orange-red light, looking warm and full of vitality.
Wei Yi also woke up early and ran to Ji Yunshu's room for breakfast. He chatted as he ate. He was very excited.
Ji Yunshu only ate two mouthfuls before putting meat into Wei Yi's bowl.
After staying in Yuhua Pavilion for a while, this brat had lost a lot of weight.
"Shu 'er, I had a dream last night. I dreamt of you. You were wearing a bride's clothes, sitting in a sedan chair. I kicked the sedan chair's door and carried you out. We bowed to heaven and earth, and even entered the bridal chamber."
Pfft!
Ji Yunshu's chest spurted blood.
She raised her chopsticks and hit him hard on the head.
"What are you thinking about all day with that melon head of yours? Eat your breakfast, and I'll take you out."
Wei Yi rubbed his head in pain. He was about to pout, but when he heard that Ji Yunshu was going to take him out, he immediately became happy.
"Okay!"
He stuffed his mouth with food until his cheeks were full.
After the meal, Ji Yunshu brought him out of the room.
Along the way, Wei Yi tugged at her sleeves and kept asking where they were going.
Ji Yunshu didn't reply.
About an hour later, they arrived at the Kong Mansion.
There were no white lanterns or white satin outside the Kong Mansion's door. Everything looked like an ordinary mansion.
The only difference was that it was cold and cheerless.
Kong Yu was conferred the title of Princess, so she was part of the imperial family. Moreover, she was married to Jing Hua. Therefore, her body couldn't be brought back to the Kong Family, nor could it be buried in the clan's cemetery. Everything had to be carried out according to imperial funeral arrangements.
Ji Yunshu reached out to the iron ring on the door and knocked a few times.
The servant opened the door and stuck his head out.
"Who are you?"
"I'm here to see Madame Kong."
"Madame doesn't want to see anyone."
Ji Yunshu wasn't in a hurry. She calmly said, "This one only wants to see Madame Kong. Could you please inform her that the Princess' last wish has not been fulfilled?"
As soon as she said this, the servant's expression changed. He closed the door and hurriedly went to inform her.
After a short while, he returned, opened the door, and invited Ji Yunshu in.
When she followed the servant into the courtyard, Ji Yunshu turned to Wei Yi and said, "You can play in this courtyard. When you're done, I'll take you back. Is that okay?"
"Okay!"
The courtyard was filled with peach blossoms. Wei Yi liked it very much. He turned around and rushed into the small peach grove.
His figure disappeared.
Ji Yunshu followed the servant to the outside of the Buddha Hall.
Madame Kong's heart was devoted to Buddha. Her eyes and heart were filled with Buddha. She soaked herself in the candlelight every day, waiting to become a Buddha.
When she entered, Ji Yunshu couldn't help but wrinkle her nose.
She could smell the stench of blood and rot, but she couldn't smell the candlelight in the Buddha Hall. She felt that it was very pungent.
It was uncomfortable.
Madame Kong knelt in front of the Buddha statue. She held the string of 99 Buddhist beads in her hand. Her eyes were closed, and her mouth was chanting Buddhist scriptures.
She didn't care about the outside world!
Her daughter was dead, yet she was still here chanting Buddhist scriptures.
She really had a big heart.
Ji Yunshu walked to her side and knelt down on the haystack rug. She looked up at the Guanyin statue in front of her and clasped her palms together.
She said, "This one has never believed in Buddha in this life, but I want to believe this one time. Buddha's origin is Bodhi, delivering all living beings from suffering. Buddha's heart is compassionate and compassionate. In Buddha, there are eight types of sufferings: the sufferings of birth, the sufferings of old age, the sufferings of sickness, the sufferings of death, the sufferings of resentment, the sufferings of being unable to free oneself, and the sufferings of not being able to obtain what one wishes for. The Five Great Yin Sufferings, and the Eight Sufferings are all caused by greed. Therefore, Buddha advocates that the birth and death of all things, the gathering and dispersing of all things, are determined by fate.
These words were clearly meant for Madame Kong.
Madame Kong stopped twisting the Buddhist beads when Ji Yunshu said these words. She took a deep breath.
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