The Imperial Duke's Jade
Jing Rong couldn't help but smile at her expression.
How adorable!
Ji Yunshu said, "Let's hurry back. I'm worried about Fu Bo's injury."
"You already left him with Mo Ruo. With him here, what's there to worry about?"
"I …"
Yes, she was powerless to refute him. Although Fu Bo was seriously injured, Mo Ru could be said to have miraculous hands that could bring the dying back to life. He would naturally be able to heal Fu Bo without the slightest injury.
Jing Rong said, "It's not easy for you to return to Jinjiang. You can't stay in the Wei Mansion all day, right? Let's go, I'll take you somewhere. "
"Where to?"
She was curious.
"This Prince is hungry."
'Then let's go home and eat!'
She was forcefully dragged away by Jing Rong.
After the storm, the entire Jinjiang street was filled with the fresh scent of grass and trees. It was very fresh.
The past few days of heavy rain had made the entire north gloomy. Now that the rain had finally stopped, the commoners came out to do their business, or to walk around and stretch their muscles. At the same time, they also bought some daily necessities and other items that they needed.
For a moment, the streets were bustling with noise and excitement.
Soon, Jing Rong brought her to a noodle stall by the roadside.
If she remembered correctly, she had been here with Jing Rong before. That brat ordered two bowls of noodles the moment he sat down and even taught the owner how to cook.
How amusing!
Jing Rong took out a clean pair of chopsticks from the chopstick container and used the top end to poke the table that had been washed clean by the rainwater.
Thud thud …
"Do you remember this place?"
Ji Yunshu nodded and casually replied, "I do!"
"It's good that you remember."
There was a smile on his face, no longer as cold and serious as usual.
Ji Yunshu frowned and ignored him. She rubbed her shriveled belly and smelled the fragrance of the noodles, feeling hungry.
His stomach growled twice!
Jing Rong, who was sitting opposite, heard it.
He smiled inwardly and called out, "Boss, hurry up and serve two bowls of noodles. The sooner the better."
"Alright."
The owner of the noodle stall opened after the rain stopped. At this moment, he was pouring the steaming hot noodles, sweating profusely.
Soon, two bowls of noodles were served.
Jing Rong pushed one bowl to her, not forgetting to say, "This is good."
"Hmm?"
"It would be great if I could live with you in this peaceful little town."
His eyes reflected a touch of deep affection.
She responded to him with a rare smile, and then began to eat.
However, Jing Rong's gaze was glued to her. He did not move his chopsticks to move the noodles in front of him, as if they were about to become a lump.
She raised her head and met his gaze.
He reached out and touched his face. "Is there anything dirty?"
"Don't move."
Hmm?
Before Ji Yunshu could react, Jing Rong had already reached out to touch her lips. His thumb was like a thin piece of paper as it slid across the corner of her lips. His movements were very gentle and intimate.
Sparks flew in all directions the moment the four sides met.
Everything around him seemed to be fading bit by bit …
Ji Yunshu's heart thumped wildly. She knew that it was that man's trick, and she was already immune to it, but she couldn't help but be moved.
At the same time, she felt incomparably blessed, especially when she met his deep and bottomless eyes. She often couldn't help but sink into them, unable to extricate herself in the end.
But —
Ji Yunshu still shrank back.
Jing Rong's hand hovered in the air for a long time before he retracted it.
He said in a flirtatious tone, "What are you nervous about? With our relationship, why are you still shy? "
"What nonsense are you talking about?" She glared at him.
"Little vixen, you're always like this."
She lowered her brows. "Hurry up and eat. Don't talk nonsense."
She started to eat the noodles.
Jing Rong was overjoyed to see this woman's shy and evasive appearance.
Not long after —
A child with two pigtails ran past the two of them. He was skipping and holding a spinning windmill in his hand, blowing on it as he ran.
He was very cute!
Jing Rong glanced over and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the spinning windmill. It was as if he saw many half-moon shapes assembled together, spinning crazily.
He narrowed his eyes as if he had vaguely thought of something.
He called out, "Yunshu."
Ji Yunshu looked up. "What's wrong?"
Not getting a response from him, she followed his gaze.
A child?
She saw his frown and asked curiously, "Why are you staring at that child?"
"I'm not staring at the child, but at the windmill in her hand."
"Windmill? What's so strange about that windmill? "
Jing Rong's expression was solemn as he looked at her. "Do you remember that I told you about the crescent moon pattern on Wei Yi's father's jade? I said that I seemed to have seen it somewhere before. "
The topic suddenly became serious.
Ji Yunshu was stunned. She put down her chopsticks and nodded. "So?"
"When I saw the windmill in the child's hand, I remembered that I saw it when I was young." He paused. "When I was still in the Eighth Imperial Prince's residence, Imperial Father and the Imperial Duke were playing chess. I accidentally spilled the tea on the side and the water splashed on the Imperial Duke. It happened to wet a piece of jade on his waist. He was very nervous at that time and got up to wipe it. In the blink of an eye, I seemed to see a crescent moon pattern on that piece of jade. On the front of that piece of jade, there was a similar tiger head imprint. It was very similar to the one Wei Yi's father had."
The more he spoke, the more uneasy he felt.
He pondered again. "But if that piece of jade belonged to the Imperial Duke, why would it be with Wei Yi's father? This doesn't make sense. "
That's right, it doesn't make sense at all!
The Imperial Duke was a member of the imperial family and didn't have any friendship with Wei Yi's father.
So how could he have that piece of jade?
This was also what Ji Yunshu found strange.
She simply took out the jade and handed it over to Jing Rong. "Take a closer look. Is this the right one?"
He took it and ran his hand over it as he pondered.
He shook his head slightly and frowned. "I was only three or four years old at that time. It's been so long, I can't be sure. Maybe it's because the two pieces of jade are too similar."
Too similar!
Finished speaking, he returned the jade to Ji Yunshu.
She rubbed her fingers on the uneven surface of the jade as she said, "At that time, Zhao Huai also mentioned this piece of jade. He seemed very nervous about whether I was the owner of this piece of jade. Moreover, he followed us all the way here. I have reason to believe that this piece of jade is not as simple as it looks. Moreover, what you said just now makes me feel even more certain that this piece of jade contains some secret. Moreover, it might be related to the Wei family, Wei Yi, or even the Imperial Duke."
Her words were like an invisible bomb.
It seemed to be an empty shell, but it had boundless power.
Jing Rong saw that her thin, curved brows were knitted together in a frown.
He somewhat agreed with her words.
Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by a loud noise.
He looked towards the direction of the noise and saw that it came from a satin shop.
He heard a woman shouting and yelling. In a short while, the entrance was surrounded by people who were pointing and commenting.
He thought that it was just a trivial matter that he didn't need to bother with.
Who knew …
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