Bone Painting Coroner

Chapter 131: Beijing is still cold in March

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Seeing the pedestrian walk away, Li Shiyan stood at the door, slammed the folding fan into his palm, sighed, and regretted it to death.

"If I had known it earlier, I should have asked some key points. It's a misstep!"

Xiaoluzi covered his mouth and snickered, glanced at the direction of the carriage, and said, "I said, sir, I don't think that girl is interested in you at all. Did you see that the person riding in front of him is not ordinary at first glance. People, maybe, the person that girl likes is him."

Snapped-

Sure enough, he slapped a fan on Xiaoluzi's head.

It really hurts.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? If you don't hurry up and pull the carriage over, you won't be able to keep up with them any longer."

"Yes, yes, I'll go now, what are you in a hurry?"

Xiaoluzi covered his head while pulling the carriage over.

Along the way, Jing Rong's team was in front, and Li Shiyan's team followed closely behind.

It didn't take long for Jing Rong to notice it early.

Cold eyes asked Lang Bo: "Who is the person behind?"

Lang Bo shook his head: "I don't know, but there are only two people who stayed in the inn yesterday."

"Haosheng sent people to protect Miss Ji and Wei Yi, and don't make trouble."

"My subordinate understands."

Therefore, Lang Bo arranged for a few guards to ride behind the carriage, just in case.

Yuzhou is not far from the capital. According to this itinerary, it will take about two days to reach the capital!

Starting from the inn, Ji Yunshu sat in the carriage for almost half a day, and his bones were sore a long time ago.

If Wei Yi hadn't kept talking to herself along the way, she would have been suffocated to death.

"Once, Uncle Fu made me two clay figurines, one was very fat and the other was very thin. Then during class, I asked Mr. who was the fat one. The husband said it was my father, and I asked who was the thin one. , Mr. said it was my mother, then I laughed at Mr. and said he was wrong, the fat clay figurine is actually Mr., because my father is not that short, the thin one is my wife, because my mother is not that tall, As a result, my husband hit me several times, and at that time, my palms were all red, and my husband didn't come the next day."

Deserved!

Who made you laugh at being short and his wife being tall.

Ji Yunshu didn't interrupt him and let him continue.

"Other time, my mother took me to the temple to offer incense, and my mother said that she wanted to ask me for a marriage, and then an old man who unwrapped the lottery said..." He turned his head, his eyes turned upward, and recalled hard: "Say my fate. Pan Taohua, Zhuolu Qianli, there is a man on top, and a gentleman on the bottom, after finishing talking, my mother scolded the old man and overturned his table, my mother is so cruel to me, I was afraid at the time."

Ji Yunshu couldn't help laughing, and asked him, "Wei Yi, do you know that life is full of peach blossoms, Zhuolu is a thousand miles away, there is a man on the top, and there is a gentleman on the bottom. What do these four sentences describe?"

Shake your head!

"Those four sentences are used to describe women."

Wei Yi, Wei Yi, how handsome you should have been at that time!

Wei Yi seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand, grinned, and started talking again.

From all over the world, there is a lot of pulling.

While listening, Ji Yunshu twisted his neck and opened the curtain.

Outside, what a rare good weather!

She looked back and found that there were several more guards behind the carriage, and a carriage was not far behind.

Isn't the man watching the horse the little servant beside Li Shiyan

That follower, are you really going to the capital on the same road

"Just stop here and rest for a while." From the front, Jing Rong's voice came.

The team stopped by a small stream, and there was a small grass next to it, just enough to sit on the ground.

Ji Yunshu took Wei Yi and sat down beside the stream, and as soon as he took out the kettle and took a sip, Jing Rong snatched it away.

Without looking back, he threw a sentence: "My water is finished."

hey hey!

shameless!

You run out of water, what are you doing with mine

I ate the leftover noodles before, and now I drink the water I drank, can we have some face

Ji Yunshu rolled his eyes at him fiercely, but the one who responded to her was a straight and proud back.

Seeing this, Wei Yi handed her his water bottle and said with a smile, "Shu'er, drink mine."

"No, you're not thirsty."

"Oh."

Wei Yi took it back, ran to the stream and started playing with water, holding small stones and hitting the water non-stop.

Really like a child!

Standing not far away, Jing Rong secretly glanced at Ji Yunshu, seeing a smile on her face, staring at Wei Yi who was playing in the water, the vinegar jar knocked over again.

Lang Bo noticed it and approached cautiously, "Your Highness?"

"On the way."

Angry!

He took the water bottle from Ji Yunshu's hand, threw it violently at Lang Bo's chest, kicked his foot, and got on the horse.

Just sat down, why did you leave

After the guard shouted, Ji Yunshu pulled Wei Yi back, who was about to take off his shoes and entered the water, and quickly got into the carriage.

On the carriage behind, Xiaoluzi rushed into the carriage and shouted, "Sir, they're gone."

A foot was stretched out from the carriage and slid on the back of the small road.

"Then why don't you hurry up!"

"Yes, son."

Xiaoluzi pulled the reins, swung the whip on the horse's back, and followed.

Along the way, Jing Rong's vinegar jar has been knocked over a lot, and he has been unhappy for two days.

Finally, we arrived at the gate of the capital.

And the moment Jing Rong had not entered the city gate, the news had already spread to Prince Yi's mansion.

In the house, Jing Yi sat cross-legged on the seat, poured a cup of tea into the bottle, and was leisurely and peaceful.

Appearance, it is somewhat similar to Jing Rong.

His hair was tied straight on his head, and he was wearing a blue-blue robe. His sleeves were like the wind. He was dignified, handsome, and had a refined air, but between his eyes, there was clearly a fierceness.

Douquan, the confidant beside him, leaned over and said.

"My lord, now that Prince Rong has returned to the capital, I'm afraid this case of Duke Yuguo's mansion..."

Jing Yi was just sipping the tea carefully, neither impetuous nor impetuous.

"That girl, are you here too?"

"Yes."

Jing Yi smiled warmly: "He Jing Rong thought that if he found out the case of the Duke Yuguo's mansion, he would be able to take credit and be awarded the title in front of his father, which is simply wishful thinking."

The knuckles holding the teacup are distinct, slender and powerful.

Douquan lowered his head: "Your Highness, it's better to be your subordinates..."

In an instant, Jing Yi raised his hand to interrupt him, put down the teacup, slowly got up, and walked lightly to the porch outside the house.

The New Year has just passed, and the capital is still cold in March.

A bird cage hangs in the corner of the porch, in which a canary flutters its wings like a frightened bird.

Shivering from the cold wind.

He opened the cage, and the canary flew out, and disappeared after a while.

"My lord, this was given to you by the emperor, why did you let it go?" Magpie didn't know.

Jing Yi's lips twitched coldly: "The golden sparrow cage, either dead or injured."

The golden sparrow cage, either dead or injured.

Ji Yunshu also said this once.