Right now, the entire imperial court was in a state of disarray.
With Jing Rong's temperament, he would never leave right now.
Ji Yunshu, on the other hand, had to follow him.
Seeing that Ji Yunshu did not speak, Bamboo Basket softly called out, "Miss?" Ji Yunshu snapped out of her trance and looked at Bamboo Basket lying on her lap. The little girl was staring at her with her big watery eyes. The more Ji Yunshu looked at her, the more she felt that Bamboo Basket resembled Luan 'er. Moreover, they were about the same age. Especially her facial features and demeanor. If one looked at her for a long time, they might actually recognize her as Luan' er.
。
Time flies. In the blink of an eye, almost two years had passed.
Luan 'er had been dead for almost two years.
Every time Ji Yunshu thought about it, her heart would ache.
She sighed and pulled her thoughts back to reality. She said to Bamboo Basket, "I won't leave so soon. Don't worry."
Bamboo Basket grinned foolishly.
"You should rest first. Don't worry about me. I'll sit here for a while."
"But it's already the end of autumn. It's cold in the courtyard at night. Miss, you should rest early. If you catch a cold, it won't be good. Miss, your body is weak. If you catch a cold, it will be troublesome. You should go inside."
She couldn't resist Bamboo Basket's concern and worry. She had no choice but to go inside.
But she could not sleep. She sat there thinking about things until she was lost in thought.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew in from outside. It was like a thin veil gently brushing against her smooth face. The cool breeze slowly drilled into her flesh and 'rolled' into her blood. The coldness spread throughout her body, freezing her from head to toe.
The wind at the end of autumn should be cool and refreshing!
Why was she shivering from the cold?
The bamboo basket was placed beside the bed in the inner room. Then, he added a few petals into the incense burner. A wisp of white smoke slowly came out from the top of the incense burner. It rose in spirals and filled the entire room. It was filled with a refreshing fragrance that was very calming.
Ji Yunshu took a deep breath. She gently shook her head and rubbed her temples. Her face was full of exhaustion.
"Miss, rest early."
"You can leave first."
"Yes." Bamboo Basket bowed and left.
When she was about to close the door, she saw someone in the courtyard.
Jing Rong!
His tall figure was dragged by the light from the lantern at the door.
Until he reached the door.
"Your Highness." Bamboo Basket bowed.
Jing Rong was expressionless as he waved his hand. "Leave."
The bamboo basket took a look inside and then left.
Hearing Jing Rong's voice, Ji Yunshu raised her eyes to look at the door. He had already entered the room. There was no expression on his face, so much so that no one could tell what emotions he was hiding in his heart. He walked in against a gust of cold wind, wearing a purple robe. He was handsome and had a pretty face. His brows revealed his innate nobility and arrogance, and the cold and hard lines on his face were revealed at this moment.
The orange-red candlelight in the room was very soft.
Ji Yunshu looked at him.
But he didn't say a word.
Their eyes met.
Then, Jing Rong sat down at the side. His originally expressionless face was replaced by a solemn expression.
He said, "Today, I went to see the emperor."
She knew!
She poured a cup of tea for him and asked, "And then?"
Jing Rong looked at her and told her about his conversation with Wei Yi.
After listening, she clenched her fists and felt a lump in her throat. But just as tears were about to burst out, she held them back.
The Wei Yi who carried her home that year, the Wei Yi who released the Kongming lantern with her, now seemed to have changed into a different person. She didn't recognize him at all.
She took a deep breath and smiled bitterly. "I thought I understood him. I thought I understood him. But it turns out that I didn't understand him at all. I didn't know that he had never let go."
The smile at the corner of her mouth became even more desolate.
Jing Rong knew how she felt.
But he didn't know how to comfort her.
Ji Yunshu calmed down for a long time. She got up and walked to the door. She closed the door, but her hands were still on it.
The cold wind blew in through the small gap in the door and blew on her face.
It was extremely cold.
She turned her back to Jing Rong and said in a soft voice, "Actually, I have a question in my heart."
Jing Rong's eyes trembled slightly. In fact, he already knew what she wanted to say. After a while, Ji Yunshu removed her hands from the door. She turned around and said with a serious expression, "On the night of the late Emperor's death, there were only the imperial physician and a few cabinet officials. Later, you sent them out, leaving only Eunuch Zhang. After that, you summoned Lord Shang. Not long after, the late Emperor's posthumous edict was read. Because he felt guilty towards the Imperial Duke, he appointed Wei Yi as the new emperor. Everything seemed reasonable, but what kind of person was the late Emperor? You and I both know very well how could he pass the throne to Wei Yi? During the time between the late Emperor's death and the announcement of the edict, no one knew.
What happened in the main hall? "
She finished her words one by one.
Jing Rong got up and walked to her. His brows were tightly knitted, and he seemed to be in pain.
He said, "In fact, you already guessed it, didn't you?"
Ah!
His words confirmed Ji Yunshu's conjecture.
She smiled painfully, "I should have guessed it earlier. I should have guessed it earlier …"
Jing Rong grabbed her arm and said, "The only thing I can do to make up for it is to hand over the throne to him. Just like you, I believe that Wei Yi will become a good emperor. I have also promised you that I will bring you out of the capital. I will not go back on my word."
After saying that, he hugged the trembling Ji Yunshu tightly and said, "Yunshu, I hope that my decision was not wrong. I hope that Wei Yi will wake up and come to his senses. I also feel that I will not let anyone take you away from me."
He was very determined.
He hugged her even tighter. No one would be able to take Ji Yunshu away from him.
He would use his life to protect this woman by his side.
Ji Yunshu cried like a child in his arms.
It was said that everything had a cause and effect.
Yes, there was nothing wrong with that.
That night, Ji Yunshu cried for a long time.
But the next day.
She seemed to have changed into a different person.
There was not the slightest trace of sorrow in her face.
Jing Rong also left her room early in the morning. She didn't know where he went.
Bamboo Basket entered the room. "Miss, eat something."
She shook her head. "No need."
"…"
"Go and bring me my official robe."
"Miss, do you want to go to the Ministry of Justice? Isn't the case closed? "
"Don't ask too much. Just bring it."
Bamboo Basket didn't ask any more questions and quickly brought it over.
She changed into her official robe and went to the Ministry of Justice.
Although the case of the Yu Residence had been closed, the Ministry of Justice had not yet decided how to deal with Mumu.
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