The darkness of the night was like a huge piece of black cloth, wrapping around the entire capital and slowly swallowing it up. Because it was the beginning of summer, it was so stuffy that it was hard to breathe. But tonight, it was as if someone had forcefully torn apart the cloth, causing rain to pour down and thunder to rumble, washing over the capital again and again.
The dry and hot air lingered in the air for a long time, but the dense raindrops made people feel a sense of urgency.
"Rumble rumble rumble …"
On the stormy streets, a luxurious carriage galloped towards the direction of the Imperial Palace.
Thunder roared!
The wheels of the carriage rolled on the bluestone paved street, splashing rainwater on both sides.
Occasionally, passersby would be splashed by the rain.
"What's going on? Are you rushing to reincarnate? "The passersby cursed.
At this moment, Jing Rong was sitting in the carriage with his hands on his knees. His face was dark and cold, and his sword-like eyebrows were like two big knives. His eyes were like a cold abyss.
He didn't say a word.
Even if he didn't speak, just sitting there was enough to make people feel afraid.
Lang Po swallowed his saliva. His eyes had been staring at his Prince since he boarded the carriage. He opened his mouth several times to say something, but in the end, he swallowed his words.
Suddenly, a cold stony-faced man asked, "What's wrong? Are there flowers on my face?"
Ah!
Lang Po was slightly embarrassed by the question. He rolled his eyes and shook his head. "There are no flowers."
Jing Rong coldly glared at him. "If there are no flowers, why are you looking at me so intently?"
'I like you!'
Lang Po smiled. "Your Highness, you don't need to rush to the palace. It's raining so heavily, and it's already night time. Maybe Miss Ji is resting now. If you go, won't you disturb her? Or … "His voice became softer and softer until it stopped.
Hearing this, Jing Rong's face turned even darker, like a black charcoal.
He fiercely glared at Lang Po.
His subordinate trembled with fear.
"Your Highness, what this subordinate means is …"
"If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute."
"…"
'What do you mean by resting? What do you mean by disturbing her? '
Just based on these two sentences, Jing Rong could kill him. However, his master had always been kind and considerate. Otherwise, Lang Po would have died many times in his hands.
The carriage rushed forward without stopping for even a moment. Finally, they arrived at the Imperial Palace.
The gates of the Imperial Palace weren't closed, so when the guards outside saw the Rong Estate's carriage, they were puzzled.
But he still stopped them.
"Greetings, Prince."
Jing Rong and Lang Po dismounted from their horses, each holding an umbrella.
"Benwang has to enter the palace to see His Majesty. All of you, move aside."
"Yes."
The guards didn't dare to stop them.
He instructed Lang Po, "Wait outside the palace."
Finishing his instructions, he strode through the palace gates and hurried to the Hall of Serenity.
However, the palace doors were tightly shut!
The two eunuchs outside said, "Wangye, His Majesty is already resting."
Time to rest!
These three words made Jing Rong's heart burn with rage.
He stared at the door in front of him, as if there was an invisible sword in his eyes that wanted to split it open.
"His Majesty and Lord Ji … are both inside?" He squeezed out these words through gritted teeth.
The eunuch replied, "Yes."
Or?
He clenched his fists, trying his best to restrain the impulse in his heart. He straightened his back, took a deep breath, and said loudly, "Go and inform His Majesty that this Prince is here to bring Lord Ji back."
"This …"
"What? This Prince is here to bring my own people back, can't I? "His eyes were sharp.
Who in the court dared to provoke Jing Rong?
The two eunuchs looked at each other.
They respectfully replied, "Yes, this servant will go and inform His Majesty."
They pushed the door open and entered.
Jing Rong was still a subject. Even though his heart was burning, he still obediently stood outside the door.
After the eunuch entered, he waited outside the inner chamber. "Your Majesty, Prince Rong is here."
There was no movement inside.
"Your Majesty?"
After a while, the door opened.
Wei Yi came out from inside, his gentle and deep eyes gazing at the outside.
The eunuch said, "His Highness said he is here to bring Teacher Ji back."
In fact, he had already expected it.
However, he didn't expect it to be so soon.
"Invite Prince Rong in."
"Yes."
When Jing Rong came in —
Your friend Hei Mianshen is online!
The two of them looked at each other with an invisible hidden force.
Wei Yi avoided the two eunuchs and explained the situation to Jing Rong. "Shu 'er was drenched in the rain and fell ill. The imperial physician came to see her and said that there is nothing serious. She took some medicine and rested for the night. She will be fine tomorrow. I will send her out of the palace when the time comes."
"Drenched in the rain?"
"It's all my fault." Wei Yi took the blame.
Jing Rong's heart tightened. He calmly entered the inner chamber.
At this moment, Ji Yunshu was lying on the dragon bed. Her complexion was much better. He strode over, wanting to lift her up.
However, just as his hand grabbed a corner of the quilt, Wei Yi stopped him.
That hidden force was even fiercer.
Jing Rong frowned and looked at him coldly.
Wei Yi said, "Let her stay here."
It wasn't a pleading, but a commanding tone of an emperor.
At the same time, he tightened his grip on Jing Rong's wrist.
But —
Jing Rong said word by word, "I must bring her back now."
That gaze, that tone, it was clear that he was declaring his sovereignty.
Hearing his words, Wei Yi loosened his grip on Ji Yunshu's wrist.
The next moment, Jing Rong lifted the quilt and lifted the unconscious Ji Yunshu up. Then, he took the cloak hanging on the hanger and covered her body with it.
"As the Emperor, every word and action must be carefully considered. If Yunshu were to stay here today, all the civil and military officials would gossip. What do you think Yunshu would do then? What should I do? "
Ugh!
There was a woman sleeping in the Emperor's bedroom!
She was also Prince Rong's lover.
At that time, the ministers in the imperial court could easily stir up a storm. Moreover, Wei Yi was the son of the rebellious Imperial Duke. When he ascended to the throne, there were already many opposing factions in the imperial court. If such a thing were to happen now, what would happen to his dignity as an emperor?
Wei Yi came to a sudden realization and stood rooted to the ground.
Jing Rong carried Ji Yunshu and prepared to leave.
"Jing Rong." Wei Yi stopped him.
Jing Rong's back was facing him as he stopped in his tracks.
He was waiting for him to say something!
After a long time, Wei Yi said, "Shu 'er and I are relatives, and we are both teachers and friends. I will not overstep my boundaries. Today's matter was due to my carelessness. In the future, I won't do it again."
He admitted his mistake!
Jing Rong said in a low voice, "I will bring her back first, but you must keep this matter under wraps."
"Understood."
After Jing Rong left, Wei Yi stood in the same place for a long time. His eyes were filled with loneliness and disappointment. The light from outside the bedroom shone on his handsome face.
It was getting colder and colder …
At this moment, his hands tightly gripped his sleeves, his fingertips almost turning white.
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