Jing Rong stood opposite her and saw the seemingly careless smile on the corner of her lips.
For a while, I was a little taken aback, and I forgot what the two were talking about.
It's really uncomfortable to be stared at by such eyes.
Ji Yunshu turned his head sideways: "My lord's problem of staring at people, why hasn't it been corrected yet?"
"It can't be changed!"
"Yep?"
Jing Rong frowned, rubbing a touch of distress.
"Yun Shu." He called her softly, and slowly raised the hand beside him, but put it down without any promise.
I just said, "I really want to, just keep looking at you like this."
If this man was in modern times, he would definitely be a playboy with flattering words, and he would say love words casually.
Ji Yunshu was also used to it, no longer scorned, and no longer ashamed.
She pursed her small, pink lips and took a step back.
But when her body was supposed to move back with her steps, Jing Rong grabbed her wrist, forcing her to take a step forward.
Just a little bit, and then crashed into Jing Rong's arms again.
He lowered his eyebrows and stared at her, wanting to say something.
But the words just came to the mouth...
"It's not good, lord, princess she..." The visitor shouted from outside the hall.
Jing Rong glanced at it displeased, and let go of her hand, Ji Yunshu pulled back in an instant and stood far away.
The person outside said: "The princess smashed something in the East Garden."
smash something?
Dongyuan was Ji Yunshu's residence, she ignored Jingrong and hurried over.
It can be regarded as escaping from Jing Rong's gentle cage!
Following Jing Rong who went out, her footsteps stopped at the door and did not follow to Dongyuan.
His eyes were a little dark.
In fact, his intention is very obvious, there is no need to hide it.
Regardless of whether he is soft or steel, Ji Yunshu just "doesn't get oil and salt in" and blocks him out of his heart.
However, Jing Rong's nature was persistent. Ji Yunshu was good at digging the wall in his heart, and he had to dig a hole inch by inch so that he could get in.
Lang Bo leaned over in small steps, his own prince has become a lover, this fact, on the way from Jinjiang to the capital, he also worked hard to adapt.
"My lord!" shouted.
Jing Rong was silent, her eyes still looking at the direction Ji Yunshu had just left.
Lang Bo went on to say, "Mo Ruo sent a letter saying that he was in Beiyang City, and that he was over there... There is a singing and dancing festival, and it will be a while, but I won't be able to come."
"Can't come?" Jing Rong's tone was mixed with anger, and his eyes sank coldly: "Tell him that within three days, if he does not appear in the capital, this king will demolish his Yuhua Pavilion."
Of course, not just talking!
Because it wasn't the first time.
Lang Bo responded repeatedly, hurriedly went to repair the book, and passed it on to Moruo.
There is a reason why Jing Rong is so urgent. Mo Ruo is a famous doctor. At a young age, he has obtained the true biography of his medical god father. As long as he has a breath, he can save him.
That's why Jing Rong thought about calling him back to Beijing in a hurry to heal the wound on Ji Yunshu's face!
But when it comes to Jing Rong and him, the two of them actually grew up together since childhood. It can be said that they are even closer than the sibling relationship.
To put it more intimately, the two grew up wearing a pair of pants.
It stands to reason that the temperament of the two should be similar, but Jing Rong's temperament is a little more boring, Moruo, just...
A wild child!
I like to travel around the world. Wherever there is liveliness, I will go wherever I go. I will never leave my body with a pot of wine all day.
If he hadn't seen him save people with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that such a seemingly idle boy would be a genius doctor?
To be honest, even Mo Ruo’s dead father didn’t believe it. When Mo Ruo was young, his father really hated that iron could not become steel. He complained to people all day long, saying that he had given birth to a waste, a little waste who only knew how to play with mud. .
Who knows, Moruo not only inherits all his medical skills, but also surpasses the blue.
In short, he can save the people his father can't save!
The poison that his father couldn't overcome, he could overcome!
So, Moruo's father finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was with such a sigh of relief that he took a sip of wine and staggered into the water, and died!
Jing Rong didn't want to disturb that kid Mo Ruo's leisure time, but it was about Ji Yunshu's face, he wanted to tie him back even at the prince's order.
this will.
Ji Yunshu had already arrived at Dongyuan, and before entering the door, he heard a crackling sound from inside.
It's okay not to look at it, but Ji Yunshu was taken aback when he saw it.
The flowers and plants in the yard were all smashed to pieces. Jing Xuan flushed with anger and kept smashing them. There were girls standing beside them, but no one dared to step forward to dissuade them.
This scene, as if returning to Ji Yuanzhi when he smashed his own yard, was so hateful!
At this time, Wei Yi was squatting on the edge of the wall outside the door, holding his head all the time, burying it in his knees hard, not daring to look up.
Ji Yunshu immediately rushed in front of him, crouched down, and wrapped his arms around his trembling shoulders.
He whispered in his ear, "Don't be afraid of Wei Yi, I'm here."
Hearing Ji Yunshu's voice, Wei Yi hurriedly raised his head, his eyes were red, and with extreme panic, he quickly stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around Ji Yunshu's waist.
"Shu'er, I'm afraid, this elder sister is so fierce."
"It's okay, don't be afraid." She gently stroked his back.
After Wei Yi settled down, she brought him back into the house.
"You are sitting here, no matter what happens, you are not allowed to come out." She explained.
Wei Yi nodded, rubbing his sleeves tightly with both hands.
After Ji Yunshu went out, he closed the door gently.
At this time, Jing Xuan was still struggling to smash the potted plants in the yard.
"It's all useless things, this princess has to smash them all today." While saying angrily, he smashed two more pots.
Just as she was about to lift the next pot, Ji Yunshu pinched her left hand, and her fingertips only exerted a little force, causing Jing Xuan to burst into tears.
"It hurts!" She twisted her body and frowned.
Ji Yunshu's cold face, unable to see the expression, made people shudder.
"You know it hurts, are these potted plants dead?"
"What are you doing, let me go? I'm the princess."
"What about the princess? Is it a common problem for you people to smash the yard?" The tone carried a sense of oppressive oppression.
Jing Xuan's body trembled, but her arrogant appearance did not diminish, she used all her strength to shake Ji Yunshu away.
Roared a few times: "The flowers and plants in your yard, especially these plum blossoms, this princess will pick them all up later."
"What's the reason?"
"Because..." Jing Xuan bit her lip, clenched her fists in anger, and said angrily, "Who told that idiot to say that I don't have these beautiful flowers and plants? How can this princess be better than these beasts?"
Oh my god!
Could it be that the princesses of the imperial family have such incurable diseases?
Just because of such a word, all the flowers and plants are about to be smashed?
Wonderful!
However, Ji Yunshu didn't care about this, her slender black eyebrows were sharp like needles.
He took a step closer to Jingxuan.
"Wei Yi is not a fool. From now on, I will not allow you to say that to him."
"Uh!"