Blood!
Dazzling blood! Ji Yunshu's whole body trembled. As Shi Zijin collapsed, she also sat powerlessly on the ground. Her eyes were filled with tears of blood, and she stared in shock at the fallen people outside the door. Her throat felt as if it was suffocating, and her face turned red from suffocation. She desperately tried to reach her hand through the small gap in the door.
He reached out and tried to pull Shi Zijin, who was on her last breath, into the room.
But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't reach it!
"Zijin, Zijin …"
She screamed at the top of her lungs.
Shi Zijin leaned against the door, her body covered in blood. She used the last of her strength to hold the sword in her hand and thrust it at a bandit who rushed over.
The force of the sword was very strong!
The bandit's chest was pierced, and he was nailed to the pillar. He died on the spot.
The other bandits continued to attack with their swords.
She watched as countless swords were aimed at Shi Zijin.
At that moment, Ji Yunshu lost her voice. She couldn't even shout a word. Her eyes widened as she watched the countless swords coming at her.
Suddenly …
A pebble suddenly flew over from afar. It was very powerful, and it knocked away all the sabers.
What followed was a series of messy footsteps and the sound of weapons colliding.
She saw Jing Rong and his men rushing in.
The bandits were terrified and wanted to escape, but the exit was blocked.
Jing Rong held his sword, his eyes filled with a bloodthirsty murderous intent. The sword in his hand was like the Grim Reaper from hell, beheading all the bandits.
The ground was littered with corpses and blood.
His brocade had long been dyed red.
Someone helped Shi Zijin, who had sworn to protect the door with her life, to the side and removed the hilt of the sword that was fastened to the iron ring on the door. The moment the door opened, Ji Yunshu rushed towards Shi Zijin like a madwoman and held her in her arms, desperately applying pressure on her bleeding wound.
In just a moment, Ji Yunshu was covered in blood!
"It's okay, it's definitely okay." She whispered into Shi Zijin's ear, her voice trembling. Then she shouted at the surrounding guards, "Take her to Yuhua Pavillion, take her to Yuhua Pavillion …"
Plead!
The guards did not move, because they knew that there was nothing they could do.
Jing Rong walked over and crouched down. He looked at the dying Shi Zijin, who had been by his side for many years. He felt extremely uncomfortable, but he didn't know what to say.
Ji Yunshu hugged her and repeatedly said, "I'm fine."
Shi Zijin's face was pale and her eyes were lifeless. She reached out to hold Ji Yunshu's hand tightly and opened her bloodied mouth. "Miss …"
"I am, I am …"
"In the future, I … can't … can't protect you anymore."
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
"I did it willingly. To be able to follow you and protect you, I already … have no regrets in this life. If there is a next life, I … I am willing to continue … continue to follow you."
"Zi Jin ….."
Shi Zijin looked at her, and the corners of her mouth gradually curved into a smile.
It was the most beautiful smile Ji Yunshu had ever seen in her life.
She never knew that the usually cold and reticent Shi Zijin could be so beautiful when she smiled!
She tried to hold on tightly to the hand in her arms, but no matter how hard she tried, the hand slowly slipped from her grasp and fell to the ground …
It lay quietly in a pool of blood.
At that moment, Ji Yunshu looked at her empty hand and froze. She forgot to cry.
It was as if she had lost all consciousness.
She firmly held on to the dead Shi Zijin in her arms, unwilling to let go.
Jing Rong's eyes were filled with tears. He clenched his fists tightly. Pain and hatred gradually spread to every cell in his body, washing away the last bit of 'pity' he had left.
'Mercy must be paid with one's life!'
He was determined to take revenge for this!
At that moment, Shi Ziran rushed in from outside.
When he saw the dead Shi Zijin, the sword in his hand that was dripping blood fell to the ground with a clang.
'Huh?'
He was stunned.
It took him a long time to react.
He shuffled closer step by step and crouched down.
"Zijin?" He called out softly.
There was no reply.
That was his little sister!
"Zijin?" He couldn't believe it. He reached out to hold Shi Zijin's ice-cold face and cried bitterly.
It was a tragedy!
Someone came in from outside and hurriedly reported, "Your Highness, the capital's guards are here."
Guards?
Jing Rong wasn't surprised. He could guess that Jing Xian was the mastermind behind this murder. Naturally, he also knew that Jing Xian would inform the capital's guards to clean up the mess. This meant that his theft of the Imperial Duke's coffin had already been made known to the world.
Perhaps, it had already been reported to the Emperor.
A prison sentence awaited him.
He patted Shi Ziran's shoulder. "Bring Yunshu and Zijin back to the capital immediately. You didn't come today."
Shi Ziran clenched his teeth. Reason told him that he needed to calm down.
He had to endure the pain in his heart.
"I know."
Jing Rong got up and prepared to leave with his men. But a moment later, his hand was pulled by Ji Yunshu.
She looked up at him.
"Don't go."
"You can't avoid it."
"Jing Rong …"
"Wei Yi is missing. You have to find him."
Ah!
She was shocked. "What did you say?"
Jing Rong looked down at her tear-stained face and earnestly said, "Yunshu, remember, if something happens to me, you have to find Wei Yi. After you find him, you have to leave the capital."
"No …"
She held on tightly to Jing Rong's hand.
"The last time you entered the palace, you said that no matter what happened to you, you wouldn't let me interfere. This time, we'll change our minds. No matter what happens to me, you can't put yourself in danger for me." When he finished speaking, he pushed away the hand that was holding on to his hand.
He left.
"Jing Rong!" She stared at his back. Her heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
Her vision gradually blurred.
The ground was littered with corpses. The thick smell of blood lingered in the air.
Ji Yunshu couldn't remember how she left that house. Her mind was blank.
That day, the Emperor flew into a rage.
The Imperial Duke's skeleton had been burned. Nothing was left. This crime was enough to make Jing Rong suffer.
Jing Xian followed his previous plan. He instigated the Minister of Personnel and others to pressure the Emperor to punish Jing Rong severely.
The Emperor was angry and in a difficult position.
He was angry that Jing Rong didn't listen to his orders. Since he opened the coffin without permission, he was troubled. If he were to be punished severely, then Jing Rong's position in the imperial court would be hindered.
In the end, he used the annual sacrifice as an excuse. He ordered Jing Rong and his men to be locked up in the imperial prison. Moreover, they were not allowed to be present on the day of the annual sacrifice.
Commander Xiao was also sent to the imperial prison. Even his men who were in charge of guarding the mausoleum were removed. A new group of people was sent to guard the mausoleum.
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