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Chapter 853

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Breaking out of prison was a serious crime!

Jing Rong couldn't care less about that. He summoned his trusted officials to discuss the rescue mission at Ji Mountain. At the same time, he blocked the news of his release and ordered someone to send a fake message to Ji Mountain in the name of the Left Assistant Minister of Justice, Lord Liu.

The fake news was that Prince Rong failed to break out of prison and was arrested by the Ministry of Justice.

The troops in the capital were secretly assembled. The capital governor said, "Your Highness, in the name of arresting the rebels, I've sent five hundred officials out of the city in plain clothes to gather information around Ji Mountain. I've also informed General Yang of the Ministry of War. He has a token in his hand and galloped out of the city on horseback. He's already mobilized five thousand troops to the Ji Mountain mausoleum tomorrow morning. Commander Xiao is also there with his men.

Commander Xiao is also waiting for Your Highness outside the capital. "

Everyone reported! Yu Dali also reported, "This lowly official sealed the news of what happened outside the Ministry of Justice today. The Left Assistant Minister, Lord Liu, is a coward and agreed to rebel without a second thought. He personally wrote a letter and sent the news of Your Highness's fake death to Ji Mountain to Prince Xian. This lowly official also sent people to guard the capital.

Guard against the guards, just in case. "

It was a foolproof plan.

"Mm."

But …

The Capital Governor didn't understand and asked, "Your Highness, why not directly lead the troops to Ji Mountain to rescue His Majesty?"

That would be easier! "If I rashly lead the troops there, the Imperial Duke will get wind of it and I'm afraid he will act ahead of schedule. When that happens, His Majesty will be in grave danger. It's also possible that he will temporarily cancel the plan and withdraw his troops from Ji Mountain. When that time comes, this prince will lead the troops to Ji Mountain.

That's why I can't mobilize too many troops to avoid alerting the enemy. "

"I see."

Beside him, Ji Yunshu looked worried as she reminded him, "Be careful."

"I know." He said, "If something happens to Ji Mountain, Ziran will immediately escort you out of the capital."

"You'll be fine."

"This is not a game. If I succeed, I live. If I fail, I die. If something happens to me, you don't have to die with me. I want you to live. Do you understand?"

I want you to live!

He held Ji Yunshu's slightly cold hand tightly.

She looked up at him with tears in her eyes. "I'll wait for you."

I'll wait for you!

At that moment, Jing Rong pulled her into his embrace.

Ji Yunshu nestled against his burning chest, her eyes filled with greed.

Someone beside him urged, "Your Highness, it's time to set off."

Jing Rong reluctantly released her and held her ice-cold face. "Wait for me to come back."

She nodded heavily.

Outside the residence, a troop of soldiers had already assembled. The soldiers on horseback were brimming with vigor and vigor. They had already made their preparations and were only waiting for Jing Rong's command.

Ji Yunshu escorted him out of the mansion.

The servant hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, Miss Ji, outside …"

"What?"

He pointed at the door.

Turning his gaze over, he saw three figures standing at the entrance, one in front and two behind.

Because they were backlit, their faces could not be seen from afar. They could only see the three long shadows.

Ji Yunshu took a closer look and recognized the person in front of her.

She slowly approached until the hidden face gradually became clear. Only then did she recognize it.

"Wei Yi?"

Wei Yi stood there with his back straight. He was different from his usual self. His body exuded an air of toughness and tenacity. The gentle and scholarly air was nowhere to be seen. His originally clear and bright eyes were now filled with melancholy and a trace of sadness.

It was as if he had changed into a different person.

Ji Yunshu was surprised and happy at the same time. When she stood in front of him, tears flowed down her cheeks.

Wei Yi looked at her, the corners of his mouth gradually revealing a faint smile. "Shu 'er, I'm fine."

His voice was still as clear as ever.

Ji Yunshu could not stop her tears. Her heart ached. She pursed her lips and asked, "You already knew?" "Yes," he replied softly without much emotion. "Actually, when I was in Jinjiang, I heard your conversation with Fu Bo in the room. I thought that if I pretended not to know, I could pretend that it wasn't true. But I was wrong. What's to come, will come.

I didn't expect it to happen so soon. But I'm fine. Shu 'er, don't worry. "

He laughed bitterly.

It was as if they were talking about something completely unrelated to him.

"But why are you here?"

"I begged them to bring me here." He pointed at Zhao Huai and Wen Xian.

Zhao Huai sighed helplessly and turned his head away, not wanting to speak.

However, Wen Xian was still calm. "We wanted to believe the Little Heir this time. Revenge breeds revenge. In the end, blood will flow like a river. I hope we made the right choice."

In fact, he had already given himself a definite answer.

Wei Yi looked at Jing Rong, who was walking towards him.

Their gazes met.

Jing Rong stopped in front of him, an unfathomable expression in his eyes.

One was the Imperial Duke's son.

The other was the Emperor's son.

Both of them were in an awkward position now.

Wei Yi said, "What happened in the past has nothing to do with us."

"Yes, it has nothing to do with us."

Wei Yi said, "He wants the empire, I don't want it! He wants revenge, I don't want it! "

Jing Rong said, "I know."

The corners of Wei Yi's mouth curved into a bright and clean smile.

That kind of smile eased the tense atmosphere. It was as if his whole body was filled with energy that could inspire others and make them feel at ease.

Jing Rong said firmly, "No matter what happens, whether it's me, Yunshu, or you, we will not change." Wei Yi nodded lightly, feeling reassured. He looked around, took a deep breath, and said seriously, "I know you're going to Ji Mountain to save people, but the Imperial Duke's men are stationed there. Moreover, before tomorrow morning … an army of a hundred thousand will arrive. Not only does he want the Emperor dead, but he also wants to …

He not only wants the Emperor dead, but also those who follow the Emperor. "

He wasn't calling him father!

He was calling him Imperial Duke!

A hundred thousand soldiers?

Jing Rong's expression was grim, his brows tightly knitted. He had almost forgotten that the Imperial Duke still had a hundred thousand soldiers in his hands.

Lu Jiang calculated, "There's only one way to Ji Mountain. If a hundred thousand soldiers really besiege Ji Mountain, you won't be able to save people even if you go now."

The surrounding people were also distressed and anxious.

If a hundred thousand soldiers besieged Ji Mountain, the people there wouldn't be able to leave the mountain alive. Transferring five thousand soldiers from the capital was like smashing an egg against a rock.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do. They all looked at Jing Rong, waiting for his decision.

But …

Wei Yi frowned slightly. "But I can help you."

He was very sure!

"You?"

"I'll help you stop a hundred thousand soldiers." He quickly added, "But you have to promise me one thing."

"What is it?"

Wei Yi said in a low voice, "When the time comes, spare his life!"

He was naturally referring to the Imperial Duke!

In the end, he was still his father!

If he really had to watch his father die, he would not be able to bear it.

Jing Rong stared at his pleading eyes.

There was a moment of silence.

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