One sentence was filled with his hatred for Jing Rong!
But he clearly hated it to the core, but his whole person was like a deflated ball.
"Lifeless". In the face of his accusation, Jing Rong slowly put down the imperial decree in his hands, the coldness in his eyes lessened a bit, and said, "The reason why I keep this imperial decree is not because I don't trust you, but because I don't trust you. This is the last emperor's edict, which cannot be destroyed or burned, and I hand over this edict to
After Eunuch Zhang, I never thought of taking it back. If you were not obsessed and forced me to this step, how could I take out the widow? "
"..." "Wei Yi, you have to understand that this edict is not your reminder from the beginning to the end, it's just your wake-up call! It's your mirror! I hope you can wake up and stop making mistakes. , Yun Shu and I do not want to see you become like this, if you still turn a deaf ear and refuse to return
I will implement the contents of this edict! Jing Rong has a persuasive tone and a warning tone.
Wei Yi's face was pale at this time.
Probably Jing Rong's words played a role, and there seemed to be a flash of awakening in his eyes.
immediately-
He raised his head, looked at the resplendent ceiling in the hall, and smiled.
Laughed bitterly.
Adam's apple rolling half-
"I lost, I lost completely!"
He waved his two-sleeved robe to the side, and he lay down on the stone steps behind him.
Sigh!
The thirst for power has also disappeared little by little.
Jing Rong looked at him, and finally said solemnly, "I need a good emperor!"
The world is big and needs a good emperor!
Leaving these words, Jing Rong left.
When he left Fuyang Palace, no one dared to stop him.
A few too fake looked at each other.
Not sure why.
I thought to myself, probably the emperor released Prince Rong.
And Wei Yi was the only one left in the huge hall.
He lay there like a "dead body"!
There were tears in those unwavering eyes.
After a long time-
He shouted, "Come on."
Hearing the sound, the two eunuchs outside immediately came in.
When they saw Wei Yi lying there, the two were shocked, and saw the two swords on the ground, one of which was still stained with blood.
Even more heart-pounding.
There must have been a very fierce "war" here just now.
Looking at the scene in front of him, it should be the emperor who lost.
It's no wonder that King Rong's martial arts are not built.
"Your Majesty? Who are you?"
Wei Yi was silent for a while before he said, "Pass my will..."
…
That evening.
Water Moon Residence.
Ji Yunshu sat blankly in the hall, his hands tightly twisted together.
Staring blankly ahead.
There was no movement.
Say nothing.
From last night to now, she has been like this, completely like a person who has lost her soul.
And never eat or drink!
The palace servants in the palace have been worrying all the time, if this girl Ji does not eat or drink all the time, the emperor will blame it, and their brains will be in danger again.
"Miss Ji, you should eat something. If you continue like this, your body won't be able to stand it."
Another palace servant also persuaded: "If you continue like this, the servants will be in big trouble, girl, you should eat something."
One by one they started begging her.
Ji Yunshu ignored it.
There was no change in the face.
What Wei Yi did to himself last night was all in his mind, and scenes flashed in his mind.
Indescribable pain!
It was like a huge rock was pressing against her chest, and it was about to take her breath away.
Worse than death!
at this time-
A palace servant hurriedly leaned in from outside and said, "Miss Ji, I will take you back to Prince Rong's mansion by the emperor's order."
Uh
Did you hear it wrong
Wei Yi wants to let go of himself
Ji Yunshu's eyes swayed a few times, and his scattered eyes gradually became focused, looking at the palace servant who hurried in.
After a long time, she asked softly, "What did you... say?"
The palace servant said it again: "On the emperor's order, I will send Miss Ji back to Prince Rong's mansion."
She stood up slowly, "Are you sure?"
"It's the emperor's order, and the slaves dare not falsely pass on the imperial edict."
"What about King Rong?"
"King Rong is in the mansion now."
"The emperor let him go?"
"Yes!"
Uh!
Ji Yunshu was surprised, why did Wei Yi suddenly do this
However, she felt a little bit of relief in her heart.
Seeing that she had not responded for a long time, the palace servant said: "Miss Ji, the sedan chair is waiting outside, please move, the servants are waiting to take you back."
Made a "please" gesture!
Ji Yunshu regained his senses and nodded.
Out of the hall, on the sedan chair.
The palace people carried the sedan chairs to the direction of the palace gate.
And just behind the sedan chair, Wei Yi was standing there.
His fiery, guilty eyes followed the sedan chair.
Watching the sedan get further and further away.
The person in the sedan chair seemed to notice another gaze from behind, and she lifted the curtain and looked back.
But it's dark behind!
Nothing at all.
She lowered the curtain.
Behind.
"Shu Er, I'm sorry."
…
Ji Yunshu returned to Prince Rong's mansion, and as soon as he got off the sedan chair, he saw Jing Rong standing at the door to welcome her.
At that moment, she didn't care that she was in front of others, and threw herself into Jing Rong's arms, holding him firmly.
Eye sockets moist.
Jing Rong also hugged her tightly, rubbing her soft hair with big hands, very distressed.
Although it was only a few days, it was like a lifetime.
"Let me see." Jing Rong pulled her away, looked carefully, holding her cold face in both hands.
"I'm fine," she said.
Jing Rong suddenly noticed the wound on her neck and touched her finger lightly, "What's going on?"
"Just a small injury." She pushed his hand away.
But accidentally touched his injured arm.
"Uh!" Jing Rong murmured.
"What's wrong?" Ji Yunshu's nerves were tense, and he immediately looked at his injured arm.
"Small injury." Jing Rong said.
But Lang Bo, who was on the side, squeaked: "Miss Ji, don't listen to the prince. It's obviously very serious. The doctor just now..."
"Shut up, if you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb." Jing Rong scolded him.
Langbo shut up!
Ji Yunshu knew his temperament and always liked to be brave.
He dragged him in and hurried in to get the medicine.
The two were alone in the room, Jing Rong took off half of his clothes, revealing his strong left shoulder and left arm.
Although the doctor put medicine on his wound, the wound collapsed again, and the blood seeped out a little bit, which was heart-wrenching.
Ji Yunshu carefully applied the medicine for him, his eyes filled with tears.
Jing Rong stared at her intently.
Watching her scrub her wounds, apply medicine, bandage herself...
Finally, he pulled her into his arms.
Ji Yunshu: "Your injury..."
"It doesn't matter anymore."
"Jing Rong?" He hugged her tightly, his whole face into her hair, and said, "Everything will pass the rain."