A Romantic Affair
After leaving the Imperial Palace, Jing Yi immediately went to the Supreme Court.
Without alerting the people of the Supreme Court, he only summoned the Supreme Court Chancellor into the inner room.
He closed the door.
"May I know why Prince Yi has come in the rain?" The Chancellor cupped his hands and asked.
Jing Yi went straight to the point. "Is there a secret order from the Imperial Palace?"
Although the Chancellor was Jing Yi's subordinate.
But —
"Prince Yi, that is the Emperor's secret order. This subject is afraid …"
"Speak."
The Chancellor hesitated for a moment. "A quarter of an hour ago, Eunuch Zhang, who serves the Emperor, personally came to announce an imperial edict. He said that Prince Rong has been assassinated and the murderer is on the way to the Capital. Once they arrive at the Supreme Court, they must be interrogated immediately."
Jing Yi's pupils shrank.
His expression was solemn.
The Chancellor secretly observed. He carefully stepped forward and asked weakly, "The assassination of Prince Rong …"
Before he could say anything else, Jing Yi shot him a piercing glare, causing him to swallow his words.
He could only stand to the side and remain silent.
After a long time, Jing Yi suddenly stood up with his hands behind his back. "Don't say a word about this prince's visit."
"Yes!"
He could only reply.
At this time, Jing Yi had already pushed open the door and left.
On the carriage back to Prince Yi's residence, his expression was grave and stern. His hands were clenched into fists on his knees. After a long time, they gradually relaxed.
His brows tightened.
"Dou Quan."
He called out.
Dou Quan, who was riding in the rain outside the carriage, immediately responded. His tall and sturdy body leaned towards the carriage.
However, the curtains of the carriage window were not lifted.
Only a cold word came from inside. "Kill!"
Perhaps the volume of the voice was washed away by the rain, it was very soft when it reached Dou Quan's ears.
Dou Quan's face twisted into an obedient expression.
He replied, "Yes."
Rainwater flowed down from the edge of the bamboo hat on his head, wetting his clothes and black boots.
Little by little, they were falling into the trap that Jing Rong had set long ago …
The rain did not stop.
Like glossy pearls, the raindrops hit the ground and the roof of the carriage, making a heart-stirring sound.
…
The heavy rain in June disturbed the capital, but the rain in Anfu wasn't that heavy. It was just that the air felt stuffy.
I can't breathe!
Ji Yunshu was dozing off by the table, but she was woken up by a sudden clap of thunder.
She glanced at the unconscious Wei Yi, and her heart tightened.
Just then, Mo Ruo came in and brought her a bowl of cold medicine.
"Drink it. It's easy to get hot in this weather."
She drank it obediently.
He asked, "It's been two days. Why hasn't he woken up yet?"
"It's not a small injury. How did he wake up so quickly? His wounds are so deep, so he needs to sleep more. Don't worry, he'll be fine. "
Since Mo Ruo said so, she could only calm down.
Tang Si, who came out of nowhere, suddenly interrupted, "I think that silly brat did it on purpose. He felt that the bed was comfortable, so he refused to get up."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mo Ruo scolded.
"I'm just expressing my opinion."
"Shut your mouth."
"If you don't want to say it, then I won't."
He looked as if he had been wronged.
Mo Ruo looked at her from head to toe, then asked, "Little Miss, are you alright? Why are you pestering us all day? "
Tang Si sat down and propped her chin on her hand.
She stared at him with her big, watery eyes. "Didn't I tell you? You owe me a life, and I have to get it back. How can I let you take advantage of me so easily? Right now, I'm your creditor. "As she spoke, she nudged Ji Yunshu's arm and raised her brows." Am I right, Ah Ji? "
Ah Ji?
Mo Ruo's body trembled.
Ji Yunshu was used to it.
These two days, Tang Si would call her 'Ah Ji'. At first, it was a little clingy, but she eventually got used to it.
However, she was not in the mood to care about it. She turned her head away and thought about something else.
Her face was full of thoughts.
Mo Ruo was observant and noticed something.
He curled the corner of his lips and said in a strange tone, "These two days, that Miss Mu Jin has been coming over for a short visit. Now, it's become a regular visit. When I pass by Jing Rong's courtyard, I can always hear some good poems coming from inside. It sounds so pleasant."
Ji Yunshu's brows twitched.
Her expression was cold.
Who knew —
The talkative Tang Si immediately followed up.
"Not only poems, I even saw them chatting and laughing. A talented man and a beautiful woman. What a perfect match."
"Just a perfect match? In my opinion, it's more like a lovey-dovey couple! "
"You're disgusting. What lovey-dovey couple? In our Houliao, if a woman likes a man, she wouldn't be so wishy-washy like you people from the Central Plains. If she likes someone, she likes someone. I think that Miss Mu Jin has the spirit of a Houliao woman. It's just that that cold stone … I wonder if it will blossom."
Oh my!
Mo Ruo looked at her in surprise.
"How do you know that he's a cold stone?"
"Haven't you been talking about it for the past two days?"
"Oh, is that so?"
Mo Ruo couldn't even remember.
As the two spoke, Ji Yunshu's expression darkened.
She didn't respond.
Suddenly, Tang Si narrowed her eyes and lowered her voice. She leaned forward and said in a strange tone, "Are you still trying to hide it from me? I, Tang Si, am not a fool. I didn't expect … that a prince of Great Lin would be assassinated. "
As soon as she said this.
Mo Ruo and Ji Yunshu glared at her.
He said sternly, "Miss Tang, some things should be said, but some things shouldn't be said everywhere."
"Don't worry. We, the people of Houliao, are not talkative."
She patted her chest.
At this time, a maid came in with a bowl of medicine.
"Teacher Ji, Young Master Wei's medicine is ready."
She took the bowl and walked to the bedside. She asked the maid to lift Wei Yi's head and feed him the medicine spoon by spoon.
Because he was unconscious, Ji Yunshu could only use her hands to pry open his mouth and lift his chin to force the medicine down his throat.
Mo Ruo asked the maid, "Is Jing Rong's medicine ready?"
"It's almost ready. I'll bring the incense over in another half an hour."
"I'll bring it over."
He was about to go to the pharmacy when Ji Yunshu stopped him. "Let me go."
Mo Ruo was surprised.
"You're going? You've been here for the past two days. Why did you suddenly … "
"It's just convenient."
These four words caused Mo Ruo to swallow the rest of his words.
She shrugged her shoulders and sat back in her seat.
After feeding Wei Yi the medicine, she followed the maid to the pharmacy. After filling the medicine, they left.
There was no one in Jing Rong's courtyard. She put down the medicine and looked around.
She noticed the 'Miscellaneous Records of the South' on the table.
Her hand hovered in the air for a while, but she still picked up the book.
She flipped through a few pages.
She could only understand half of the poems in the book.
How troublesome. The ancients were indeed troublesome. They always liked to put on a show and speak eloquently. Even if they spoke some simple words, they wouldn't lose anything.
Just as she was thinking of this …
"You want it?"
A voice came from the door.
She turned to look at the door.
Jing Rong stood at the door. His face was hidden in the faint light. The faint light outlined the contours of his cheeks, making them exceptionally clear.
For a moment, Ji Yunshu couldn't see his expression clearly.
She just lightly touched the cover of the book with her fingertip and shook her head.
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