Inside the Small Boat
At this moment, the boat was already swaying towards the middle of the river, heading towards the Zhao family village.
Inside the boat, Ji Yunshu looked at Jing Rong with a trace of doubt.
Jing Rong seemed to want to keep her in suspense. His lips curled into a smile. His malicious eyes carried a frivolous playfulness, but when his gaze fell on Ji Yunshu, it was as tender as that of an iron-blooded man.
It was as if a ball of fire was slowly spreading throughout Ji Yunshu's body.
Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, she subconsciously averted her eyes.
She said, "Your Highness, since you can guess what I want to ask, why keep me in suspense?"
"Teacher Ji, it seems like you're really not afraid of death."
"Does this have anything to do with your Highness knowing that I'm here and that I'm going to the Zhao family village?"
"Of course it does." Jing Rong replied firmly. His eyes glinted. "That night, we were chased by the men in black. Since they wanted to kill us, how could they let us go? This Prince already has hidden guards by my side. Moreover, I can still protect myself. But Teacher Ji, you're alone. "
In other words, he was worried that the men in black would attack her again.
Ji Yunshu's expression twisted. "If this humble one's guess is correct, your Highness has secretly sent people to monitor me."
"It's not surveillance, it's protection."
His voice was deep and serious.
On the way back from the yamen, Ji Yunshu sensed that someone was following her. Sure enough, it was Jing Rong's men.
"This humble one is very grateful for your Highness's care."
Jing Rong felt a trace of remorse. "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have gotten involved. Protecting you is what I should do."
"But even so, your Highness doesn't need to follow me to the Zhao family village."
"Just in case. You don't know martial arts, and you don't know how to escape. If you really meet the men in black and lose your life, this Prince will owe you for the rest of my life."
His words made Ji Yunshu feel that something was wrong. She lowered her eyebrows and didn't reply.
Jing Rong asked again, "But, why are you going to the Zhao family village? It's raining heavily, yet you're in such a hurry. "
Ji Yunshu answered, "I found a child's undergarment on Master Jiang's clothes."
Dudou?
Hearing these two words, Jing Rong's brows wrinkled. He pondered for a moment before shaking his head. "Lord Jiang and Madame Jiang did not have any children."
"However, there was once a little girl in the manor. She was the daughter of someone named Yu Sao. Now, they are living in Zhao Village. The yin yang corpse case has not been solved yet, so of course, we have to investigate it as soon as possible."
"Must you go alone? Are the people in the yamen all crippled? "
Hey hey hey, can't you have some manners with your words?
Just a moment ago, she had thought that this fellow was a little more normal, but with a single sentence, she had exposed herself once more.
Ji Yunshu pursed her lips, concealing her disdain. "The yamen's people always investigate with great fanfare. Everyone knows about it, but this case is different."
"What's the difference?"
"…"
Ji Yunshu was stumped by his question. She didn't know how to explain it.
He shook his head and said, "Your Highness will know when we get there."
Only then did Jing Rong, this curious child, stop asking questions.
Outside, it was raining cats and dogs. The sound of the rain hitting the canopy of the boat grew louder and louder.
It was deafening!
The boatman stood at the stern and rowed with all his might.
The boat looked extremely dangerous as it swayed from side to side.
The further downstream they went, the bigger the waves became. The boat was like a shadow on the surface of the river. It was tossed up and down by the waves, teetering on the verge of collapse.
If it weren't for the experienced boatman, the boat would have already sunk.
Inside the boat, Ji Yunshu held onto the handrail with one hand. Her expression became more and more nervous.
Jing Rong, who was sitting opposite her, didn't seem nervous at all. Instead, he asked an untimely question.
"Your father is dead?"
"…"
'Why would he believe a lie?
I don't know if he's naive or simple-minded. '
Ji Yunshu didn't answer.
Jing Rong knitted his brows in worry and asked again, "Are your injuries better?"
"Ah!"
Just as Jing Rong asked that question, the boat suddenly swayed. Ji Yunshu's hand fell from the handrail, and her body fell towards Jing Rong.
In the blink of an eye, Jing Rong's large hand grabbed her left hand, which had lost its strength to resist. Her waist was also restrained in his arms in an instant.
Her face also bumped into Jing Rong's sturdy chest the moment he caught her body.
The high-quality satin stuck to her cheeks. Coupled with the ice-cold feeling of the rainwater, the unique scent of a man, lingered at the tip of Ji Yunshu's nose, causing her to quiver.
Her body was like the frost of the twelfth lunar month.
Faintly trembling!
Holding the petite Ji Yunshu in his arms, Jing Rong unexpectedly felt a little greedy.
His hand subconsciously used a hidden force to hold Ji Yunshu tighter.
When the boat no longer swayed, he lowered his head and whispered in her ear.
"If this Prince wasn't by your side, what would you do?"
"…"
'Five years ago, when my soul transmigrated here, you weren't here, but didn't I still come here?'
Ji Yunshu's words were naturally stuck in her throat, and she didn't say them out loud.
She looked up and met Jing Rong's eyes, which were looking down at her.
Their eyes intertwined, like a ball of thread, wrapping around each other tighter and tighter. She felt a burst of apprehension.
She couldn't help but admit that Jing Rong was an extremely handsome man.
Although he didn't have Wei Yi's gentle breeze-like temperament and tranquil beauty.
He also didn't have Ji Pei's scholarly aura and sentimental eyes.
However, Jing Rong's face was handsome, as if it was carved by an official's knife. He exuded a dignified aura, and his evil eyes contained a trace of a faint smile.
This kind of man gave people a sense of security.
Ji Yunshu immediately avoided his gaze and used her free right hand to push against his chest. She used all her strength to free herself from his embrace.
"Many thanks, Your Highness. The boat was swaying, and this humble one couldn't hold on tight."
"Then, you can sit next to me. This Prince will support you."
"…"
Without waiting for Ji Yunshu to refute, Jing Rong pulled her to sit next to him. Her arm was still held by him, and he had no intention of letting go.
Ji Yunshu twisted her wrist and didn't dare to look at Jing Rong. She only said, "This humble one is fine. Please let go of me, Your Highness."
"I won't let go."
"Your Highness …"
"If you fall to your death inside the boat, this Prince will have to collect your corpse. It's too troublesome."
"…"
She was speechless.
She could only compromise.
The boatman, who was rowing the boat outside, looked inside and raised his voice to shout.
"Are the two young masters alright? Sit tight. You'll be fine after the first few waves. Although Zhao Family Village isn't far, it's raining heavily today, and the water isn't calm. You two … "
The boatman chattered incessantly outside, and the heavy rain gradually covered his voice.
After about the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, they finally reached the entrance of Zhao Family Village.
Fortunately, they arrived safely.
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