Rong Wangfu!
Wei Yi woke up and went back to sleep, and now he was still lying on the bed and refused to get up, while Ji Yunshu didn't close his eyes, and now he was waiting for Jing Rong at the gate of the mansion.
When Jing Rong came back from the palace, it was already the early morning of the second day.
Seeing her frail body shaking and shaking at the door, he walked over in distress and took her hand, rubbing it lightly a few times.
"You haven't slept all night?"
She nods!
He reached out and rubbed her head, "It's said that this king will solve everything, you don't need to worry."
Ji Yunshu stared at him without speaking.
And Jing Rong also told her everything that she and Jing Yi said.
And said, "He will not take risks, because if something happens at this juncture now, the father will definitely investigate further. In the end, he will be found on his head. The risk is too great, and he will not take the risk."
"What if he lets go?"
"Then the king took him and went to the underworld to see black and white impermanence."
After Ji Yunshu listened, he pushed him away and said displeasedly, "At this moment, you are still joking."
"This king is serious." Jing Rong looked serious.
Ji Yunshu squinted at her, a little worried because of what he just said.
Happens—
Jing Rong smiled again and said, "Mr. Ji, who is usually smart, why is he so dull at this moment?"
"What's the meaning?"
"You may not know who Jing Yi is, but it doesn't mean that the king does not know either. The death of the prince is the greatest interest in this plan for him. Let the Master Zhang change his tune and claim that the king used him and asked him to blame the Crown Prince for the incident of Chengqing Palace. Do you think the royal father would believe it
Even if the royal father really believed it, it was inevitable that there would be no extravagance. Jing is also a cautious person. He would never make a mistake. Therefore, this king decided that he would not let Zhang Bo change his words, and only you, a fool, would so worried. "
Yes, she is so stupid!
However, she was too worried.
After all, no one can guess the final result. If Jingyi really intends to give it a shot, it will really hurt both sides.
Seeing Ji Yunshu pondering, Jing Rong said sharply, "But it is really unforgivable that you concealed the prince's rebellion. Although it was to save me and let the prince bear the blame for the fire in the Chengqing Hall, the prince is now dead. It’s not a taste either. Therefore, this matter must never be allowed to have a second time, otherwise, it will never be forgiven lightly.”
As she said that, she rolled up her fingers and slapped her forehead hard!
A huge pain in the forehead.
Ji Yunshu rubbed it and glared at him, "What should I do if I break it? It can't be repaired."
"If it's broken, it's broken. This king can afford it."
"difficult!"
difficult
Jing Rong frowned, grabbed her hand and pulled it in front of him, smiling evilly, "Why don't you try?"
Ji Yunshu's eyes were slightly frightened, his ears couldn't help turning red, and he pushed him, "The prince's funeral hasn't been done yet, so the lord should be more serious."
"Oh? As you said, try it after the funeral is over?"
She swears, she never meant it!
Your Majesty, you are overthinking it!
Seeing Ji Yunshu's expression of shame and anger, he raised the corner of his lips, stretched out his hand to lift her chin, and stared at her pupils that suddenly enlarged.
Said, "Little goblin, can you promise me that after the prince's funeral is over, he will check the "Linjing Case" with peace of mind, and don't bother about the other things. ."
"… "
"After the "Linjing Case" is detected, this king, Dingba, will carry the sedan chair to marry you."
Extremely serious!
Ji Yunshu's heart shuddered. She had never thought about this issue, and to be precise, she didn't dare to think about it.
Even, do not want to think about it!
Princess Rong's title is like an iron chain, and she will be locked in the capital for the rest of her life.
Without waiting for her to nod or shake her head to respond to this sentence, Jing Rong added, "This prince will be busy with the funeral of the prince these days. If you want to take Wei Yi back to Zhuxi Garden, you can, but Lang Bo will still follow. You, though, this time it's surveillance."
Say it directly.
Just as she was about to refute, Jing Rong had already left the courtyard.
So chic.
She pursed her lips, but she didn't utter a word, she circled her fingers and went back and forth several times.
It wasn't until Wei Yi tapped her on the shoulder that she regained her senses.
Wei Yi rubbed his eyes, stared at the sky that was a little bit flushed in the west, and said, "Shu'er, it's so early."
Um!
Pretty early.
"I'm hungry." He touched his stomach.
Ji Yunshu helped her forehead, she found that this kid is a big stomach king, always saying "hungry"!
However, Ji Yunshu led him back to Zhuxi Garden for breakfast, while Lang Bo followed closely.
Follow Jing Rong's instructions to implement surveillance mode.
For the next two days, Jing Rong was busy arranging the funeral of the prince.
Jing Yi did not ask Ji Yunshu to talk about the previous transaction, it was very quiet!
Ji Yunshu also lived quietly in Zhuxi Garden, reopened the remaining coffin in Linshan, and continued to paint the remaining bones.
Wei Yi also followed her inseparably, having a lot of fun and not complaining that her brain hurts. She helped her to knead the clay and grind it.
even-
He also helped Ji Yunshu to take out a few ribs from the coffin, looking like he was familiar with the road.
He was no longer as frightened and timid as before, and when he saw the head of the skeleton, he took a few more glances with interest, and while looking at it, he touched the outline of his face.
He muttered in his mouth, "My face seems to be bigger than his, my eyes are smaller than his, my nose is higher than his, and my mouth... seems to be smaller than his, why? Why is he different from mine? He I can't speak, and I don't have any meat. Are you hungry and thin? It's so pitiful!"
Mouth puffed out.
Ji Yunshu's ears were sharp, but when he heard what he muttered, he waved a brush in his hand, and his hand paused, almost destroying the painting under the brush.
She was sure that Wei Yi was making herself laugh.
Simply—
Put down the brush and look at Wei Yi.
The boy was wearing gloves, holding his head, looking left and right, frowning and pinching his face.
Ji Yunshu then asked him, "Do you see what's going on? What's the difference?"
"It's different everywhere, not at all from me."
He replied, holding his head, placed it on the table in front of Ji Yunshu, pointed and said, "Shu'er, why am I different from him?"
"Do you want the same?"
Wei Yi nodded, poked his head and said, "He's thinner and better-looking."
Eyes full of envy.
Ji Yunshu almost sprayed blood.
Brother, there is no comparison between the two of you at all. He is the bones left after death, and you are living flesh and blood.
But she felt inexplicably happy in her heart, and her eyes rolled, as if thinking of something, she reached out and picked a clean brush from the pen holder.
Then, she lightly tapped the top of her head—