Eight Bearers on a Sedan Chair to Welcome You
Rong Estate.
Wei Yi went back to sleep after waking up. He was still lying on the bed, unwilling to get up. Ji Yunshu, on the other hand, had not slept a wink. She was waiting for Jing Rong at the entrance.
By the time Jing Rong returned from the palace, it was already the morning of the next day.
Seeing her frail body trembling at the entrance, he walked over to hold her hand and gently rubbed it a few times.
"You didn't sleep last night?"
She nodded.
He reached out and rubbed her head. "I told you, this Prince will handle everything. You don't need to worry."
Ji Yunshu stared at him without saying anything.
Jing Rong told her everything he had said to Jing Yi.
He added, "He won't take the risk, because if something happens at this critical juncture, Imperial Father will definitely investigate further. In the end, he will be traced back to him. The risk is too great, so he won't take the risk."
"What if he decides to take the risk?"
"Then this Prince will drag him to the underworld to see the Black and White Impermanence."
Ji Yunshu pushed him away and said unhappily, "You're still joking at a time like this."
"This Prince is serious." Jing Rong's face was serious.
Ji Yunshu narrowed her eyes at him. She was a little worried because of what he had said.
But …
Jing Rong smiled again. "Teacher Ji, you're usually so smart. Why are you so stupid now?"
"What do you mean?"
"You might not know what kind of person Jing Yi is, but that doesn't mean I don't know either. The Crown Prince's death is the biggest benefit to him in this plan. If I tell Lord Zhang to change his story and say that I used him to frame the Crown Prince for what happened in Chengqing Hall, do you think Father would believe me?
Even if Imperial Father really believes it, there will be complications. Jing Yi is a cautious person. He won't make a mistake. That's why this Prince is sure that he won't tell Zhang Bo to change his story. Only a fool like you would be so worried. "
Yes, she was really stupid!
However, she was too worried.
After all, no one could predict the final outcome. If Jing Yi really decided to go all out, then both sides would suffer.
Seeing that Ji Yunshu was lost in her thoughts, Jing Rong said sternly, "But you hid the Crown Prince's rebellion from me. That is unforgivable. Although you let the Crown Prince bear the blame for the fire in Chengqing Hall to save me, now that the Crown Prince is dead, this Prince doesn't feel good. Therefore, this matter cannot be allowed to happen a second time. Otherwise, I will not let you off lightly. "
As he spoke, he curled his finger and flicked it heavily on her forehead!
He felt a sharp pain in his forehead.
Ji Yunshu rubbed it and glared at him. "What if you break it? I can't make up for it. "
"If it's broken, so be it. This King can afford it."
"Difficult!"
Difficult?
Jing Rong frowned. He grabbed her hand and pulled it in front of him. He smiled evilly. "Why don't we try?"
Ji Yunshu's eyes widened and her ears reddened. She nudged him. "The Crown Prince's funeral hasn't been held yet. Your Highness should be more serious."
"Oh? According to what you said, we can give it a try after the funeral is over? "
She swore that she had absolutely no such intention!
'Your Highness, you're thinking too much!'
Looking at Ji Yunshu's embarrassed and angry expression, Jing Rong's lips curved into a smile. He reached out to lift her chin and stared at her suddenly widened eyes.
"Little vixen, can you promise me that after the Crown Prince's funeral is over, you will focus on investigating the 'Lin Capital Case'. Don't worry about other matters. If there are any thorny side branches that extend their hands, this Prince will help you deal with them."
"…"
"After the 'Lin Capital Case' is solved, this Prince will marry you in a sedan chair."
He was extremely serious!
Ji Yunshu's heart trembled. She had never thought about this problem. To be precise, she didn't dare to think about it.
She didn't even want to think about it!
The title of Princess Rong was equivalent to an iron chain that would lock her in the capital for the rest of her life.
Without waiting for her to nod or shake her head in response, Jing Rong continued, "These days, this Prince will be busy with the Crown Prince's funeral. If you want to bring Wei Yi back to Bamboo Creek Garden, that's fine. However, Lang Po will still follow you. However, this time, he will only be monitoring you."
He said it directly.
She wanted to refute, but Jing Rong had already left the courtyard.
So carefree.
She pursed her lips, but didn't say a word. Her fingers circled around her lips a few times.
It wasn't until Wei Yi gently patted her shoulder that she came back to her senses.
Wei Yi rubbed his eyes and stared at the slightly red sky in the west. He said, "Shu 'er, it's so early."
Yes!
It's quite early.
"I'm hungry." He rubbed his stomach.
Ji Yunshu facepalmed. She discovered that this brat really had a big appetite. He was always saying 'hungry'!
However, Ji Yunshu led him back to Bamboo Creek Garden for breakfast. Lang Po followed closely behind them.
According to Jing Rong's instructions, they were in surveillance mode.
In the next two days, Jing Rong was busy with the Crown Prince's funeral.
Jing Yi didn't look for Ji Yunshu to discuss the deal. He was extremely quiet.
Ji Yunshu also stayed quietly in Bamboo Creek Garden. She opened the remaining coffins on Lin Mountain and continued to paint the rest of the skeletal figures.
Wei Yi was also inseparable from her. He was having so much fun that he didn't complain about a headache. He helped her knead the clay and grind it.
Furthermore …
He even helped Ji Yunshu dig out a few ribs from the coffin. He seemed to be very familiar with the process.
He was no longer as scared and timid as before. When he saw the skeleton's head, he looked at it with interest. As he looked, he touched the contours of his face.
He muttered, "My face is bigger than his, but my eyes are smaller. My nose is taller, and my mouth … seems smaller. Why? Why does he look so different from me? He can't speak, and he doesn't have any meat. Did he lose weight because of hunger? How pitiful! "
He pouted.
Ji Yunshu's ears were sharp. She heard what he muttered. She waved the brush in her hand. Her hand paused, and the painting was almost ruined.
She was sure that Wei Yi was just teasing her.
She might as well …
She put down the brush and looked at Wei Yi.
The brat was wearing gloves. He held his head and looked left and right. He frowned and pinched his face.
Ji Yunshu turned to him and asked, "Did you see anything clearly? What's different? "
"Everything is different. He's different from me," he replied.
He carried the skull over and placed it on the table in front of Ji Yunshu. He pointed at it and asked, "Shu 'er, why am I different from him?"
"You want to be different?"
Wei Yi nodded. He poked the skull and said, "He's thinner. He looks better."
His eyes were full of envy.
Ji Yunshu almost vomited blood.
Brother, you two can't be compared at all. He's a skeleton left behind after death, and you're a living flesh and blood.
But she felt an inexplicable joy in her heart. Her eyes turned as if she had thought of something. She reached for a clean brush from the brush holder.
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