Going the same way
In a short period of time, the news of Wei Yi helping Lang Po take off his pants and apply medicine spread like wildfire.
The next day!
Jing Rong and the rest set off from the Shanhuai County yamen. Lang Po's heart was filled with apprehension as he left the house and mounted his horse.
Fortunately, Wei Yi had been captured by Ji Yunshu a long time ago and didn't continue to cause trouble with him. Seeing this, Ji Yunshu's worried heart relaxed a little.
However, the expressions of the surrounding guards changed when they looked at him. They even whispered a few words to each other before laughing happily.
This made Lang Po extremely embarrassed!
He was a man of iron bones, yet he was defeated like this.
What a blunder!
In fact, Wei Yi had long forgotten about this matter. At this moment, he was sitting in the carriage with Ji Yunshu. He held two boxes of pastries in his hands and ate them one by one.
He was so happy that he almost let go of himself!
"Great, I can finally go home."
Ji Yunshu asked, "Do you want to go home?"
Nod!
"Yeah, I haven't been back for a long time. I don't know how Ami is, Uncle Fu, Ada … I miss them so much."
Ji Yunshu caressed his head. "You'll be able to see them in half a month."
"Then, Shu 'er, are we not leaving?"
She shook her head. "We're going to Yufu County, but we'll pass by Jinjiang."
"Oh." She lowered her head in disappointment.
Ji Yunshu could read his mind. She smiled gently and said, "Wei Yi, stay here when we reach Jinjiang. I'll pick you up when I'm back from Yufu."
"No."
He immediately rejected the idea.
Hugging Ji Yunshu's arm, he rested his head on her shoulder. "I want to be with Shu 'er. Wherever you go, I'll go. We promised not to separate."
She was like a kitten that refused to get up.
She looked extremely adorable.
Ji Yunshu smiled and let him be.
She lifted the curtain with her fair fingers and looked back at the carriage behind her. She asked the guard outside, "Is Aunty Xie alright?"
The guard replied, "She's fine these few days, but she's a little anxious. After all, her daughter's matter …"
He wanted to say something but hesitated.
She understood and nodded.
Let down the curtain!
At the front, Mo Ruo was still holding the wine in his hand. He entered the carriage, reeking of alcohol. However, Jing Rong did not get in. He stuck his head out and asked, "What's wrong? Can't bear to leave? "
"No."
"So what?"
Jing Rong tilted his head and looked at the carriage behind them. He said worriedly, "I'm worried about her."
Mo Ruo smiled, he understood. "If you're worried, then let's go. I'll take my own carriage, it's more spacious."
He stretched his head back.
It was hard to conceal his excitement.
Now, even if he drank himself into a drunken stupor in the carriage, no one would care about him. He was happy and at ease.
Jing Rong had already walked to Ji Yunshu's carriage. He curled his finger and knocked on the carriage door.
Ji Yunshu peeked outside when she heard the noise.
"What happened?"
"Have Wei Yi come down."
"Why?"
"The carriage in front is more spacious. Let him sit with Mo Ruo."
"What about you?"
"Of course This King will sit with you."
Ji Yunshu was stunned. What's wrong with this guy?
But before she could say anything, she heard Wei Yi's voice. "I don't want to. I want to sit with Shu 'er."
Half of his body stuck out of the carriage, and he glared at Jing Rong with a huff.
Jing Rong couldn't be bothered to say more. He reached out and dragged Wei Yi off the carriage, then threw him to the guard. "Bring him to Mo Ruo."
"Yes."
"I don't want to." Wei Yi struggled, but he didn't have the strength to resist. He could only look at Ji Yunshu and call out pitifully, "Shu 'er."
Ji Yunshu couldn't stand it anymore. She felt sorry for him, so she said to Jing Rong, "Even if you want to come up, you don't have to chase Wei Yi away. Mo Ruo reeks of alcohol, how can he stand it?"
That's true.
But …
Jing Rong frowned. "But this carriage is too small."
Ji Yunshu retorted, "Then you can sit with the driver."
Jing Rong was speechless.
He could only let go of Wei Yi and let him back into the carriage.
Suddenly …
"Your Highness."
The guard behind them called out.
Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu looked over at the same time.
Behind them, five or six riders had appeared out of nowhere. Each of them looked fierce and tall, with a broadsword hanging from their waists.
They looked like they were charging at them, but they didn't approach. Instead, they paced back and forth from a distance.
Their leader was Zhao Huai!
He had lost an arm, and half of his sleeve was torn off. His other hand was holding onto the reins, and he sat upright on the horse's back. The loss of an arm did not affect his prestige at all. Instead, it made him look more resolute.
His line of sight met Ji Yunshu's.
His gaze was surprisingly loyal.
Ji Yunshu subconsciously looked away, poking her head back into the carriage.
That hot potato should be left to Jing Rong to deal with.
Jing Rong was alarmed. Although Zhao Huai only brought a few people with him, he still had to be careful. He sent someone to investigate.
The guard returned. "Your Highness, he said he's going the same way."
"Same way?"
"He's going to Shanhuai County too."
This reason …
Jing Rong was suspicious.
The guard said, "Your Highness, do you want to …"
Before he could finish, Jing Rong raised a hand to cut him off. "There's no need. Be careful. If anything happens, you must protect Teacher Ji."
"This subordinate understands."
Jing Rong leaped up and boarded Ji Yunshu's carriage.
The three of them rode together.
Wei Yi was worried that Jing Rong would kick him out, so he shrunk to the side, not even sparing Jing Rong a glance.
"Why is Zhao Huai here?" Ji Yunshu asked.
Jing Rong replied, "He said he's going to Yufu County too. We're going the same way."
"Why would he want to go to Yufu County for no reason? That's too suspicious. "
"From the looks of it, he won't cause any trouble."
Ji Yunshu didn't ask any further.
The entourage headed towards the Shanhuai County gates.
After exiting Shanhuai County, they traveled the entire morning and soon arrived at Yuzhou. The weather wasn't on their side, and there was a heavy downpour. The road was muddy, and they couldn't reach Yuzhou City by the time dusk fell.
They could only rest in a run-down temple.
Jing Rong's men settled the carriages, tidied up the temple, and started a few fires.
Soon, Zhao Huai's men came in as well, but they sat on the other side and slowly started a fire as well. They had no intention of coming over to negotiate.
The two groups sat awkwardly on opposite sides.
Jing Rong picked up a wooden stick out of habit, poking it into the fire from time to time. Sparks flew onto the back of Mo Ruo's hand.
Mo Ruo frowned in pain.
"When are you going to change this habit of yours? Didn't your nanny tell you to play with fire and wet your bed? "
Jing Rong tilted his head and glanced at him.
Mo Ruo gulped. "Fine, fine, fine. I was wrong. I can't afford to provoke you, but I can't hide from you, can't I?"
Thereupon —
He took the two jugs of wine he had just warmed and walked towards Zhao Huai.
He squeezed in like they were family.
He pushed the jug towards Zhao Huai, asking, "Look at you. You've lost an arm, why are you still rushing?"
Zhao Huai didn't reply. He took a sip of wine, then tossed the jug to his men.
Mo Ruo continued to ask, "Where's Zhao Qing? Why isn't he with you? "
"He went to Lu An Temple. I've also dismissed the brothers in the stockade. I only brought these few with me."
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