Take care of yourself
Ji Li knew that if he couldn't kill Jing Rong in time, he would be in big trouble in the future!
In the imperial court, he would definitely be restricted in every aspect.
However, there was nothing he could do. Qin Shiyu had the Emperor's imperial edict. If he didn't give in, it would be equivalent to defying the imperial edict.
Qin Shiyu maintained a solemn demeanor as he said, "War Secretary Ji, His Majesty has granted Prince Rong permission to enter the capital. Please take your people and move to the side. Do not obstruct him."
Ji Li gritted his teeth so hard that his veins popped. "Lord Qin, is this really an imperial edict from the Emperor?"
"What? Could it be that War Secretary Ji suspects me of falsifying an imperial edict? "
"I don't dare."
"The imperial edict was given by His Majesty, how could it be falsified? If War Secretary Ji does not give way immediately, it will be considered a defiance of the imperial edict. "
Ugh!
He couldn't bear such a crime.
After pondering for a long time, he bent down and picked up the sword that had been shot to the ground by the arrow. He gripped it tightly in his hand and looked at Jing Rong with an indescribable fear in his eyes.
Jing Rong stepped over the corpses on the ground and walked towards Ji Yunshu. His sharp black eyes seemed to be dripping with a block of ice, cold and scorching. He sternly said, "War Secretary Ji, this prince will remember today's events. Whatever the consequences are, it is your own choice."
The war had officially begun!
As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the blood-stained sword to the ground.
The long sword smashed into the ground, as if it wanted to smash the fine and hard pebbles on the ground into pieces.
The two of them confronted each other!
Ji Li put on a stern face and said, "This lowly official has received His Majesty's orders. In the Imperial Court, His Majesty has issued an edict in front of all the officials to forbid Your Highness from returning to the capital. As the Left Secretary of the Ministry of War, this lowly official has a duty to stop Your Highness. If Your Highness were to be injured, it would be because I have no other choice."
"Your so-called duty is to put This King to death?"
"Ugh!"
Jing Rong leaned forward, tilted his head, and whispered in his ear, "Has War Secretary Ji ever thought about who would be the first person Prince Yi would strip of his military power when he ascends to the throne?"
Idiot, you and Ji Huan have so much military power in your hands, of course you'll be the first to be exploited!
Ji Li's lips trembled. "..."
"Take care!"
Jing Rong gave him four big words.
He then took two steps back.
He widened the distance between them.
Ji Li's expression stiffened, and his eyes trembled slightly. He seemed to be reflecting on the deeper meaning of those four words.
After a while, he raised his hand and pointed his fingers forward.
"Make way."
His voice was weak.
Thus, the soldiers could only withdraw their swords and retreat.
At the same time, they also dragged the bloody corpses on the ground to one side, clearing the road for horses and carriages to pass.
Qin Shiyu handed the imperial edict to Jing Rong. "Prince Rong, the Emperor's imperial edict is here. Please enter the palace immediately and do not delay."
She winked at him.
Jing Rong understood. He gently nodded and took the suspicious imperial edict.
"This Prince accepts the decree."
Holding the imperial edict in his hands, he glanced at Ji Li, who had a dejected look on his face.
Serves you right!
Then, he turned around and walked to Wen Xian's side. Standing shoulder to shoulder with him, he glanced sideways and said, "Thank you."
Wen Xian only said, "I received orders."
He received Ji Yunshu's orders!
Jing Rong understood and did not say anything else. He pulled Qin Shiyu, whose legs were incapacitated, into his own carriage.
At this moment, Tang Si was still fuming.
She gripped the blood-stained whip in her hand and swung it hard on the ground. "A bunch of bastards. I'll beat them up every time I see them." He glared at Ji Li. "Especially you. I didn't have the chance to fight you today. Next time, I'll let you have a taste of my whip."
That's enough, stop bragging!
Mo Ruo pulled her over. "Cut the crap. Get in the carriage."
"I haven't said enough."
"Shut up."
He threw her onto the carriage.
Then, Mo Ruo looked at Wen Xian, whose clothes were stained with blood, and said, "Young Master Wen, you should also board the carriage."
Wen Xian was expressionless. "No …"
Before he could say the word 'use', Mo Ruo interrupted him. "Your face is pale and your body is already weak. If you don't want to die on the road, hurry up and get on the carriage."
"I …"
”
"You're a man, why do you like to dawdle?"
Wen Xian blushed with shame!
After a moment of hesitation, he also boarded the carriage.
Thus, the procession of carriages and horses passed by Ji Li's men and entered the capital.
Ji Li could only watch from the back.
There was nothing he could do.
A soldier beside him stepped forward and asked, "War Secretary Ji, what do we do now?"
Nothing!
The soldier continued to ask, "How are we going to explain to Prince Yi?"
Ji Li's eyes narrowed. He looked at the procession and shook his head.
"I don't know."
… …
In the carriage on the way back to the capital.
After Mo Ruo pulled Wen Xian into the carriage, he stuffed a pill into his hand.
"Take this. It's good medicine."
"Hmm?" Wen Xian looked at the black pill in his palm, hesitating for a long time.
He thought to himself, could it be poison?
After all, Mo Ruo would really do such a thing.
He probably saw through Wen Xian's apprehension.
Mo Ruo said, "Don't worry, this isn't poison. It's a miracle medicine that can save your life. When we were in Yufu, Teacher Ji asked me to take a look at you, but I never had the chance and time to do so. I'll take a good look at you when we reach the capital."
Hearing this, Wen Xian was relieved. He poured the pill into his mouth and swallowed it.
After a while, he said, "Thank you."
Mo Ruo said, "You're welcome. It's all thanks to your help just now."
"If it weren't for Teacher Ji, I wouldn't have come back."
"Whatever you say. In any case, you really did help us."
It doesn't matter!
At this moment, Tang Si reached out and touched Wen Xian. She smiled politely and thanked him, "Thank you so much for just now. If it weren't for your help, I'd probably be in deep trouble."
Wen Xian still looked cold and didn't even look at her.
He didn't speak!
"You're such an interesting person. You don't even speak, like a mute." Tang Si was puzzled.
Pfft —
Mo Ruo almost spat out blood.
This woman really didn't filter her words.
Wen Xian felt as if he had been slapped in the face. It hurt too much, but the person who slapped him was a woman, and he never argued with women.
Thinking about it, he let it go.
Tang Si didn't seem to give up. She looked him up and down.
Finally, her gaze fell on the flute at his waist.
"Let me have a look."
She reached out to take it.
Wen Xian protected the flute and tilted his body, causing her hand to miss.
The next moment, Mo Ruo glanced at the 'sick' Tang Si and said to Wen Xian apologetically, "Young Master Wen, please don't mind her. She didn't take her medicine today."
"It doesn't matter."
He was still as cold as ever.
Tang Si retorted, "You're the one who didn't take your medicine. I'm not sick. Why should I take medicine?"
"When we reach the capital, I'll prescribe you some medicine."
Poison!
Poison you mute!
Tang Si glared at him. After a moment, she calmed down and stopped touching him.
The carriage quickly regained its calm.
In the other carriage.
After the carriage had traveled for a while, Jing Rong was sure that Ji Li and the others didn't follow them. Then, he opened the imperial edict.
How could it be an imperial edict?
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