Mu Jin Delivers the Medicine
Tang Si was not lying. She had seen this pattern when she was young.
However, her impression of it was vague.
Ji Yunshu was skeptical of her words. She kept the wooden tablet at her waist to protect it.
She said, "Miss Tang, I'll take your words as a joke. You should leave quickly."
"I'm not joking!"
She stomped her feet to refute, but Ji Yunshu had already pushed the door open and closed it from the inside.
Tang Si clenched her fists, intending to pound on the door. However, the moment she raised her hand, she dismissed the idea.
She could only put it down.
She pouted, feeling that the world was not kind to her.
However, she was thick-skinned since she was a child, so she naturally stayed in the yamen. The yamen runners in the yamen had no choice but to find a clean room for her and throw two quilts at random because of her.
Before leaving, he reminded her, "You should leave early tomorrow morning. We don't have much rations left."
"I have money."
She threw a pillow at him.
The yamen runner left helplessly.
Ji Yunshu curled up on the small bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
Looking at the dusty gauze canopy above her head, her mind kept thinking about the pattern on the wooden sign. As she thought about it, her fingers began to trace in the air bit by bit.
She gradually fell asleep.
That night, Ji Yunshu sat by Wei Yi's bedside, watching over him.
When dawn approached, a maid knocked on the door, asking her to eat something.
"No need."
"Teacher Ji, if you don't eat, what if you starve? I'll help you watch over Young Master Wei. Don't worry, I'll inform you if anything happens. "
She shook her head. "I want to watch over him myself."
She stared at Wei Yi with a tired and unfocused gaze.
Wei Yi's complexion looked much better. The light from the window shone on his clean and flawless face. He looked so relaxed. A cool breeze came in from the corner of the window, caressing his long and thick eyelashes.
It was faintly trembling.
It was as if he would wake up at any moment.
Seeing how determined Ji Yunshu was, the maid could only quietly leave.
As soon as she left, she bumped into Mo Ruo.
"Young Master Mo."
"Go and bring the medicine."
"Yes."
The maidservant went to fetch the medicine.
Mo Ruo walked to the bedside and touched Wei Yi's forehead. Then, he pried open Wei Yi's eyes.
Ji Yunshu asked weakly, "Will he wake up?"
"Yes, as long as I rest for a few days after waking up, I'll be fine." If I wasn't by your side when you got into trouble, you would be drinking tea with the King of Hell right now. But you're so silly that you're adorable. You took an arrow for your sweetheart just like that. Your courage is commendable. I admire you. "
His courage was more than praiseworthy!
In fact, he felt the same way as Jing Rong. Ji Yunshu was someone worth sacrificing.
Mo Ruo turned to Ji Yunshu after teasing her. "Hurry up and get some rest. I'm here."
She rubbed her throbbing temples and said, "I …"
Was interrupted.
"Don't worry, I promise that I will give you a healthy Wei Yi. He will be like before, or even better than before."
She hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Thank you."
Then, she walked out with heavy footsteps.
When she returned to her room, she took off her coat and prepared to rest. After a few seconds, she put it back on.
She went out …
Lang Po hurriedly entered Jing Rong's room.
He reported, "Your Highness, everything has been arranged and the news has been sent to the capital. The people who died have been locked up in the prison carriage with black cloth tied around their heads. They're ready to be escorted to the capital."
Jing Rong did not respond immediately. Instead, he tapped the table with his index finger. Beside him was a small bag wrapped in yellow paper. It was shriveled and looked like a bag of medicinal powder.
After a moment of silence, he placed the bag between his index and middle fingers and passed it to Lang Po.
He instructed, "If someone tries to rob us on the way, we must capture them alive to prevent them from committing suicide. Use this medicine to knock them out as soon as possible. They should be able to hold on until we send a living person to the Supreme Court's prison."
"Yes."
"Also, let Ziran personally escort them to the capital. Let him observe the situation there."
"Understood."
Jing Rong was silent for a moment. "Were the people in Anfu affected by what happened last night?"
Lang Po clasped his hands together. "They were indeed frightened. Fortunately, those men in black were killed in time yesterday, so the news didn't leak out. So, it was more daunting than dangerous."
He grunted and asked solemnly, "When will the newly appointed County Magistrate arrive?"
"He's already on the way. The imperial court sent a document to make arrangements for him. The Ministry of Personnel will send another official to take over later."
"Alright, you can leave now." He waved his hand.
"That …" Lang Po hesitated.
Jing Rong glanced at him coldly. "Speak."
"A girl named Mu Jin is currently outside."
Mu Jin?
"Why would she be here?"
"I don't know. She said she was looking for Your Highness. This subordinate knew that she was with Your Highness last night, so I didn't send her away."
Jing Rong was puzzled. How did Mu Jin know that he was at the yamen?
He thought for a moment. "Let her in."
"Yes."
Jing Rong answered and left.
Not long after, Mu Jin came in. Just like last night, her figure was slender. Her eyes were drooping, and her temperament was clear.
As soon as she came in, she saluted. "This humble girl, Mu Jin, greets Your Highness."
Compared to last night, she was more courteous.
She wasn't like the carefree girl who discussed poetry with others at the banquet table.
But it wasn't strange. After all, their statuses were different now.
Jing Rong stood in front of a screen. His eagle eyes swept over her. "How did you know?"
Mu Jin looked up and said frankly, "It's not difficult to know. Anfu isn't big and can't accommodate many new faces. Moreover, Your Highness and the others were attacked by assassins at the riverside last night. The commotion was so big that Mu Jin is more observant than others. She investigated the recent corruption case of Anfu County's magistrate and naturally guessed it. "
Hearing this, Jing Rong smiled.
"Miss Mu Jin is very smart."
She smiled and her eyes fell on Jing Rong's injured hand.
She showed a distressed expression and immediately handed over the ointment she brought. "Last night, Your Highness' hand was injured. Today, I boldly came to deliver this ointment."
"Many thanks."
He took the ointment and put it aside. He had no intention of using it.
Mu Jin frowned. "This ointment must be applied."
Huh?
Before Jing Rong could react, she had already pulled him to sit down. She carefully untied the bandage on his hand, revealing the wound on his palm.
A thin layer of powder was applied on the wound. It was Mo Ruo's ointment, but Jing Rong didn't know what it was.
Jing Rong was momentarily stunned and forgot to 'resist' Mu Jin's sudden action.
When Mu Jin saw his wound, tears welled up in her eyes. She quickly opened her ointment and applied it.
"An arrow wound cannot be ignored. It can be big or small. You must apply the ointment in time. This ointment was passed down from my ancestors. It's very effective in treating arrow wounds. It will be fine after two or three days."
Jing Rong watched her carefully apply the ointment. He felt both repulsed and comforted at the same time.
He thought how good it would be if it was Ji Yunshu instead.
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