Ji Yunshu is beheaded
However, it was almost noon, but neither the Emperor's decree nor Prince Rong's men had arrived.
It seemed that the plan to spare her was a bit uncertain.
Lord Li couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. Did he really have to execute her?
Not far from the execution ground, there was a carriage parked.
There was no sign on it.
After searching for a while, the curtains were gently pushed aside by someone inside. Jing Yi peeked out and looked at the tied up Ji Yunshu on the execution platform. He then looked at the sky.
It was already noon!
'Jing Rong, are you really going to watch your woman die just to protect yourself? If that's the case, then your heart is even more ruthless than mine. '
Lord Li had already tried his best to stall for time. In the end, he couldn't wait any longer. He could only take out the arrow of command and throw it out with a sigh.
"Execute her."
The executioner received the order and sprayed a mouthful of wine on his blade. He raised the blade and swung it down against the cold light.
Ji Yunshu's head fell to the ground.
The bloody head rolled down the execution platform and landed in front of the crowd, causing a commotion. The crowd retreated in fear and covered their mouths, not daring to look at the scene.
At the same time, Ji Yunshu's decapitated body fell into a pool of blood.
Her clothes, shoes … and every inch of her skin was dyed red.
The executioner wiped the bloodstained blade and shook his head. "What a pity!"
After all, who didn't know that the famous Teacher Ji was a big shot in the capital? How could she be a woman? How could she betray the Emperor?
Lord Li looked at Ji Yunshu's decapitated body and sighed. He simply lifted his butt and left.
In the distance, Jing Yi was completely stunned.
"How could this be?"
How could this be? Wasn't this the result you wanted?
He squinted his eyes in disbelief. "Jing Rong, are you really not coming?"
Not coming to the execution ground?
Dou Quan spoke from outside. "Your Highness, it seems that Prince Rong doesn't care much about her. Otherwise, he would have come to save her."
"This is really beyond this Prince's expectations."
Too unexpected!
Dou Quan thought about it and asked, "Then … should we change the plan?"
Jing Yi shook his head. "Follow the original plan."
"Yes!"
He lowered the curtain and ordered his men to leave.
Rong Estate.
Jing Rong shut himself in his room and refused to see anyone.
Lang Po hurried over and knocked on the door, reporting, "Your Highness, the man has been beheaded."
No response.
"Teacher Ji, she …"
"This King wants some peace and quiet."
Lang Po was worried and anxious, but he didn't leave. He said, "Master Lin of Hanlin Academy is here. He said … he brought Teacher Ji's will and wants to hand it to Your Highness personally."
"…"
"Let him in." Jing Rong's tone was very bleak.
Lang Po accepted the order and went to invite Lin Shu over. Lin Shu was accompanied by a small attendant who was not obsequious and respectful like the other attendants. Instead, he had an oppressive aura. Although he lowered his head and tried his best to conceal it, it was obvious that he was hiding something.
"Sir Lin, His Highness is inside. Please enter."
Lang Po pushed the door open and led him and his entourage in.
Jing Rong stood in front of the window, his back facing her.
Lin Shu cupped his hands. "Greetings, Prince Rong."
After a long time, Jing Rong said, "Speak."
"When Miss Ji was imprisoned in the Ministry of Justice's prison, she asked this official to write a will for her. Now that she is dead, this official will bring Miss Ji's will to Your Highness." Lin Shu took out the neatly folded will from his sleeve and presented it to Jing Rong.
After a long time, Jing Rong didn't turn around to take it. He simply said, "Put it down."
His voice was very hoarse, as if he was sick.
Lin Shu put the letter down and asked with concern, "Is Your Highness alright?"
Not good!
I'm not good at all!
Yun Shu is dead!
His body suddenly began to tremble. His legs were so weak that he couldn't stand. He immediately reached out and held on to the window sill tightly.
Seeing this, Lang Po stepped forward and worriedly asked, "Your Highness?"
Unexpectedly, Jing Rong pushed him away and roared, "Get lost."
Huh?
Lang Po was frightened, but he was really worried about his Prince. He didn't know whether to step forward or leave, so he stood there in a daze.
Jing Rong slowly turned around. A pale face immediately appeared in front of Lin Shu and his entourage.
This …
Is it Prince Rong?
In just two days, he had lost a lot of weight. His eyes were empty and lifeless, as if he was coughing up blood. He stared at the suicide note on the table. He walked over and grabbed it with one hand.
"She's dead, what's the use of keeping this?" He sobbed, tears jumping out of his eyes. He was incomparably emotional. "It's this Prince's incompetence that I couldn't save her. This Prince owes her for the rest of my life."
He crumpled the suicide note in his hand and threw it on the ground.
At the same time …
His weak body couldn't take it anymore and suddenly fell to the ground.
"Dong!"
"Your Highness?" Lang Po rushed up and shouted.
Lin Shu was startled. He suddenly secretly looked at the entourage beside him, only to see that the entourage was smiling with some satisfaction.
He didn't say anything.
Soon, the servants of the residence went to invite Mo Ruo to examine Jing Rong.
Out of concern, Lin Shu stayed.
"This is heartache." Mo Ruo concluded, "Teacher Ji is a knot in his heart. Now that he's dead, if he can't figure it out, it's not as simple as a minor illness."
"Young Master Mo, nothing must happen to His Highness. No matter what, you must save him." Lang Po was anxious.
"I already said, this is heartache. If he wants to recover, he has to think it through himself."
"But Teacher Ji is dead, and His Highness's heart is probably dead as well. How can he think it through? I'm afraid he can't wait to accompany Teacher Ji right now. "
"There's nothing we can do. Even a deity can't cure this injury."
Mo Ruo shrugged.
In any case, he couldn't cure this illness.
Lang Po didn't care that he was a man and cried by the bedside.
Tears streamed down his face.
Lu Jiang, who was deeply worried, was still rational. He quietly pulled Mo Ruo and asked, "Young Master Mo, is there really no other way?"
Mo Ruo shook his head. "I also don't want to see anything happen to Jing Rong. But now, he can only pull himself together."
Sigh!
Lin Shu had already seen everything. With the current situation, it wasn't appropriate for him to stay any longer. After asking a few questions, he left the Rong estate with his entourage.
After leaving, he returned to Hanlin Academy while the entourage went to Prince Yi's estate.
Jing Yi truthfully reported everything he saw in the Rong estate.
Jing Yi finally let down his guard and laughed a few times. "I originally thought that he was plotting something by not making a move. Now, it seems that this Prince's worries were groundless. He's a coward. In order to protect himself, he's willing to sacrifice the woman he loves. But now, he looks as if he's deeply in love and wants to die. He deserves it."
He laughed a few more times.
Dou Quan said, "In that case, Your Highness need not worry anymore. You can close the city gates in a few days and enter the palace."
Jing Yi curled his lips and looked at the clear blue sky.
He said, "The Great Lin is finally this Prince's."
He had waited and planned for this day for too long.
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