The Little Heir
Since Jing Rong and Lang Po were not around, their only mission was to protect Ji Yunshu.
Naturally, they did not dare to let down their guard.
"Miss Ji, His Highness has instructed us to protect you when he is not around," said one of the guards.
Ji Yunshu understood their concerns, but she still said, "Don't worry, they won't hurt me."
Now that they still did not know about the Little Heir, would they dare to kill her?
Of course not.
"But if His Highness …"
Before the guard could finish his sentence, Ji Yunshu interrupted, "All of you retreat. Without my order, no one is allowed to come over."
What a stubborn girl!
The guards hesitated for a long time, but in the end, they sheathed their swords and retreated one by one. However, the archers on the roof did not dare to retreat. They could only hide in the dark, ready at any time.
The courtyard quieted down, and a few paper lanterns swayed in the wind. The light scattered on the ground, which was still wet from the rain, sparkling and translucent.
Ji Yunshu walked into the courtyard and stopped in front of the two.
She said, "Thank you."
She bowed slightly.
This gratitude was not at all rude, because the two people in front of her could be said to be her saviors.
Speaking of which, it was really a thrilling rescue.
At that time, Lin Shu deliberately wrote the time and method of rescue in his will so that she could prepare. That night, when it was midnight, Wen Xian and Zhao Huai, disguised as the Ministry of Works' Xiao Yin, carried a few large boxes, saying that they were delivering some tools. However, because the things were delivered from outside the capital, they were delayed by the heavy rain, so they only arrived at midnight. The jailer at the door was suspicious and asked them to open the boxes one by one. Sure enough, there were some commonly used items in the prison. Since it was late at night, the jailer was too lazy to check carefully, so he let them in.
Unbeknownst to them, one of the chests contained a mechanism. On top of the chest was a layer of tools, and below it was a secret compartment. Inside the compartment was a female prisoner who was about to be executed. The prisoner's body was weak. Her tongue had been cut off when she was a child, so she was unable to speak. In addition, her figure was very similar to Ji Yunshu's. Thus, the real Ji Yunshu was successfully transported out of the Ministry of Justice's prison and sent to Prince Rong's estate. Fortunately, Ji Yunshu had long hair that draped over her shoulders at that time. With her long hair as a disguise, the prisoner was able to deceive everyone at the execution site, including the usually intelligent Jing Yi.
Moreover, Wen Xian and Zhao Huai were new faces and the jailer could not recognize them. Even if something went wrong, it would not be a problem.
This was also the reason why Jing Rong sought their help.
Now that Prince Yi had been eliminated and Ji Yunshu was fine, they naturally couldn't wait any longer. They urgently wanted to know the Little Heir's whereabouts, so they took advantage of the deep night to come over.
Zhao Huai spoke in a rough voice, "We only want to know where the Little Crown Prince is. Otherwise, I wouldn't have agreed to Prince Rong's request to rescue you. People like you deserve to die. "
Who wouldn't be angry after being deceived all the way here?
Wen Xian calmly said, "Miss Ji, we can let bygones be bygones for deceiving us, but you must tell us now."
"Alright."
She readily agreed.
The two were shocked.
Ji Yunshu's expression was indifferent. "Follow me."
She bypassed the two and exited the courtyard.
Wen Xian and Zhao Huai were stunned for a moment before hurriedly following her.
The three of them quickly arrived outside the study of the Rong Estate, but they only stood in the courtyard and did not approach.
"What did you bring us here for?"
"Didn't you want to know the Little Heir's whereabouts? You'll know once you see him. "Ji Yunshu's gaze lightly pointed at the study, indicating for them to look inside.
In the study, the old teacher had already left, leaving Wei Yi alone in the room. He sat behind the desk with his back straight and a brush in his hand. Stroke by stroke, he wrote something on a piece of paper in a serious manner.
He was extremely focused!
His profile looked as if it had been meticulously sculpted. The corners of his face were distinct and he exuded a sense of wisdom.
"He … is the Little Heir?"
Zhao Huai was shocked and incredulous. "That idiot?"
Wen Xian asked, "You know him?"
"He's an idiot. How could it be …" Zhao Huai was so shocked that his eyes widened. When he brought that idiot to Gaoshan Village, he almost drank him to death.
But …
Zhao Huai was astonished, but he did not forget to ask Ji Yunshu, "Are you trying to say that this idiot is the Little Heir?"
Ji Yunshu replied, "That's right. The Little Heir you're looking for is Wei Yi. That jade pendant is also his. The person who carried him out of the Capital is now in Jinjiang. You can send someone to ask around and you'll know the whole story. Originally, I should have kept this a secret until the truth is out, even for the rest of my life. However, since Prince Rong promised to tell you, I will keep my word. "
Zhao Huai was completely stunned.
Now, he really wanted to slap himself in the face for almost taking the Little Heir's life back then.
After Wen Xian digested the information, he asked seriously, "What you said … is it true?"
"Absolutely true."
"Good!"
Wen Xian was about to leave for the study when Ji Yunshu pulled him back. "What are you doing?"
"We're taking him away."
"Impossible!" She immediately blocked the two of them, her attitude firm. "All I can do is tell you the truth, but I won't allow anyone to hurt him."
"He's our Little Heir. Why would we hurt him?"
"I know how you feel, but please understand me. From the moment I found out the truth, I did everything I could to prevent him from getting involved in this matter. I just want him to be happy and carefree for the rest of his life. In his heart, there is no hatred, no enmity, and no conspiracy. If you tell him, how can he think about this matter like a normal person? The consequences are obvious. If you really want to protect him, then don't disturb him before the 'Lin Capital Case' is solved. Don't let things get out of hand. "
Her words were firm.
Wen Xian looked at Wei Yi, who was seriously writing in the study. He could not make up his mind.
But …
Surprisingly, Zhao Huai replied, "Alright!"
Huh?
Zhao Huai retracted the hostility and shock on his face and revealed a look of admiration and trust. "Back in the Gaoshan Village, Miss Ji risked everything to take a hit for the Little Heir. I, Zhao Huai, admire people like you the most and believe that you won't harm the Little Heir. However, when the truth behind the fire at the Imperial Duke's residence is revealed to the world, we will come and take him away."
Ji Yunshu's heart trembled. Her hands clenched under her clothes.
She knew that the day she worried about would come sooner or later.
After a long time …
"Alright, but before that, please keep this a secret."
"This is the capital, and we don't want anything to happen to the Little Heir. However, can you allow us to visit him often?"
"Sure."
She agreed.
With that, Zhao Huai and Wen Xian left, satisfied.
Ji Yunshu stood in a daze for a while. She turned to look at Wei Yi, who was still writing in the study. Her eyes reddened.
Wei Yi, why can't we be 'ordinary' people?
Suddenly …
A manservant ran over. "Miss Ji, someone sent you a letter."
She immediately wiped away her tears and took the letter.
She opened it.
There was only one short sentence on it.
Waiting at the Three Li Pavilion outside the city tomorrow.
The signature was Jing Xuan.
Tomorrow?
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