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Chapter 470

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Would this be the last time?

Did she not want it?

Jing Rong stepped into the room.

"Do you know why it's called 'Miscellaneous Records of the Southern Regions'?"

She shook her head.

"It's just a messy, disorderly, and worthless book," he said.

Ji Yunshu was suspicious.

Jing Rong took the book from her hands and flipped through a few pages. His face was full of disdain and disdain. "It's right that you don't understand it. It's full of useless stuff. Although it's an ancient book, the ancients had too many distracting thoughts and different tastes. The content in 'Miscellaneous Records of the Southern Regions' is also very messy. If you read it too much, not only will it hurt your brain, but it'll also be a waste of time."

He threw the book on the table after he finished speaking.

He didn't seem to care about it at all.

Ji Yunshu was puzzled. Her crimson lips parted slightly. "Is that so? But this book was personally given to you by Miss Mu Jin. She is knowledgeable and full of experience. She has read a mountain of books. What she gave you should be a good book. "

Jing Rong said bluntly, "As long as it's a book that you don't understand, then it's just a miscellaneous book. It's just a decoration."

That pair of deep eyes was extremely serious.

These words were obviously blind words of love!

Ji Yunshu blushed with shame.

She didn't have the strength to retort and swallowed the words that were in her throat.

She shifted her gaze away and looked at his bandaged hand. Her eyes narrowed.

She pursed her lips and asked, "Is the injury on your hand better?"

"It's much better."

"I heard from Mo Ruo that Miss Mu Jin brought the medicine. That medicine is quite effective." Her tone was indifferent and emotionless. She added, "I didn't expect Miss Mu Jin to also know about medicine."

Jing Rong smirked inwardly. He sat down on the pear blossom chair at the side. He lifted his injured hand and flipped it twice in the air.

He asked, "Did you specially come here to show concern for my hand?"

"No!"

Her words were concise and comprehensive.

She lied and pushed the bowl of medicine towards him. "I'm just here to give you some medicine. The weather is cold, so drink it while it's hot. Mo Ruo said that when medicine enters the throat, it also depends on the temperature and time. The earlier you drink it, the better the effect."

Jing Rong narrowed his eyes at the bowl of medicine. The smile on his face became more unbridled, but he didn't have any intention of drinking it. Instead, he retracted his gaze.

He said, "The medicine that Mo Ruo prescribed is too bitter. He has ulterior motives and purposely prescribed me this bitter medicine. Even if I drink it, it will only nourish my body. It won't be of any benefit to my injuries."

Thus, he pushed the medicine back.

Ji Yunshu replied bluntly, "Good medicine tastes bitter."

She pushed the medicine back to him, not forgetting to say sourly, "Although Miss Mu Jin has been taking care of you for the past two days, you can't stop taking medicine with a beauty by your side."

Puchi —

Jing Rong smiled.

This little girl's heart had always been filled with jealousy.

He didn't want to continue teasing her. He pointed to the surroundings and asked, "Look, is Miss Mu Jin here? Since he's not here, how can I take care of him? "

Yes, she's not in the house or the courtyard!

But maybe she's on her way here.

Ji Yunshu pursed her lips and didn't reply.

Jing Rong propped himself up and explained, "Miss Mu Jin has indeed been coming here frequently these past two days, but she's not by this prince's side. She's with Lang Po."

Huh?

What does that mean?

Ji Yunshu stared at him in confusion.

The smile on Jing Rong's face disappeared, replaced by a serious expression. "This prince has been busy with the yamen's affairs and the assassination. I've been worried about Wei Yi, but I've also been taking care of you. How could I have the time to compose poems with someone else? Why talk about life philosophy? That girl's temper is hard to deal with, but she's a good girl. Not only is she kind, she's also a free and easy person. But this prince doesn't fall for her tricks. So what if she blossoms in a crowd of flowers? If it's not the one that this prince likes, I naturally won't pick it. That's why I had Lang Po send her away and didn't let her into this courtyard. It's been hard on Lang Po. On one hand, he has to block her for me, but on the other hand, he has to listen to that girl recite a bunch of poems. His ears are already calloused. "

Her heart ached for Lang Po.

Jing Rong's words surprised Ji Yunshu.

She frowned. "But I heard from Mo Ruo …"

Before she could finish, Jing Rong interrupted her.

Jing Rong cut her off. "I've already said that Mo Ruo has ulterior motives. Why do you still believe his words?"

Ah!

Ji Yunshu's eyes widened. She suddenly realized that Mo Ruo and Tang Si had been putting on an act with her just now.

And she had actually fallen for it!

She was still too young.

Jing Rong suddenly held her ice-cold hand and lowered his head to look into her beautiful almond-shaped eyes. "Yunshu, this prince's feelings have never been hidden for the past six months. Don't tell me you're still muddle-headed? Other than you, there's no other woman in this prince's eyes. This is something you can clearly see in front of you. You can't help but doubt it. "

Jing Rong was extremely serious. His eyes were filled with deep emotion, but also had an irresistible charm.

She opened her mouth and softly said, "I've never doubted you. I know how you treat me."

"Then why are you still angry with me?"

"Am I?"

"It's written all over your face."

She felt a little guilty.

She had to admit that her heart was indeed uncomfortable.

Her heart felt as stuffy as the weather these past two days.

She turned her body and didn't respond.

Jing Rong's lips curled into a smile as he looked at Ji Yunshu's expression. But in an instant, his smile disappeared.

Letting go of her hand, he turned his gaze to the drizzle that trickled down from the eaves.

He walked to the door and slowly said, "In fact, these past two days, I know you've been feeling very uncomfortable. You've blamed yourself for what happened to Wei Yi. I should have comforted you and accompanied you and Wei Yi, but I didn't. You can say that I'm callous or heartless, but Yunshu, I'm more afraid than you. The one who should blame himself isn't that person, but me. From beginning to end, the only person Jing Yi wants to eliminate is me. I'm afraid that when I see Wei Yi lying on the bed, I'll become the second Jing Yi who kills without blinking an eye."

Ah!

Yes, he was really afraid!

He was afraid that when he saw Wei Yi lying unconscious on the bed covered in blood, the last bit of mercy he had for Jing Yi would completely disappear. Then, he would harden his heart and kill Jing Yi.

Then, wouldn't he really become Jing Yi?

Ji Yunshu was surprised.

Her heart was pounding.

She looked at his back, which was as imposing as a mountain.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Jing Rong turned around and continued, "Therefore, for the past two days, Mo Ruo has been bringing me news about Wei Yi. Knowing that he's doing well, I'm relieved. Yunshu, I promised you that I won't become a second Jing Yi. This is my promise to you, so even if it's this time, I still choose to give him a chance. However, I can't guarantee that this won't be the last time."

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