Ji Muqing's girl Cailan happened to see the scene just now.
Ji Wanxin and Rong Wang
When did you get involved
Cailan is arrogant like a first-class girl!
Then, he turned back to Ji Muqing's yard.
Ji Muqing was just sitting in front of the mirror, smearing blush on his face, the whole face turned red into a monkey's butt after a while, and he combed his hair with a comb.
Since she was sent out of the palace, Ji Muqing has never left her yard, and she has never seen anyone except her personal maid, Cailan.
And the red and swollen image on the body also faded early.
Now, it's totally a no-brainer!
But she was still lying in the yard pretending to be sick, waiting for Concubine Xiao to fulfill her promise!
Cai Lan came over and told her what she had just seen.
Ji Muqing stopped the movement of his hand and threw the comb to the table.
Boom!
He said angrily, "I didn't expect her to be so ambitious that she actually seduced Prince Rong?"
"Miss, the second lady is trying to climb higher!" he echoed,
"Just rely on her? She is beyond her own power. It's already a great honor for her to give her to the Shen family, and she still expects to become Princess Rong?"
A look of contempt!
And Cailan also said with a look of disdain: "The servants see that King Rong doesn't seem to like the second young lady very much, and she is not enthusiastic about her, but the second young lady is constantly flattering."
snort!
Ji Muqing's anger doesn't know where it comes from
Anyway, if Ji Wanxin or Ji Yunshu married a beggar, it would be exactly what she wanted.
It stands to reason that Ji Muqing should run to Ji Wanxin at this time, and then humiliate her severely, but now, she has no energy to manage these matters.
She was very happy that the prince died. After all, she had no chance to marry him, so it would be fine if Jinghua died.
It won't be long before she can marry Jing Yi and become Princess Yi.
Moreover, it is not certain that Jing Yi will become the prince in the future, and in the end, isn't he still the prince concubine!
Thinking of this, Ji Muqing was in a good mood.
Then he turned to Cailan and said, "By the way, if someone from the Prince's Mansion comes over these few days, tell Miss Ben immediately."
"Yes."
Cai Lan responded.
"As for Ji Wanxin and Ji Yunshu, when this young lady becomes the Crown Princess, there will be time to clean up." arrogant!
When Cai Lan heard this, something was wrong!
I couldn't hold back and asked: "Miss, this prince is dead, how can you sit in the place of the prince?"
In exchange, Ji Muqing gave a cold look and asked, "Do you say it again?"
"The slave is... just..."
Snapped!
Before the hesitant words were finished, Ji Muqing raised his hand and slapped it down.
Cai Lan immediately knelt down and quickly begged for mercy: "This servant knows I'm wrong, so I beg Miss to go around the servant."
"Humph!" Ji Muqing glared at her, raised her chin, and said domineeringly and arrogantly: "Even if the prince dies, the emperor will re-establish the prince, and this young lady is still the crown prince. No one can take this position away, you Listen to me, the Crown Princess has only one person, and that's me."
"Yes, yes, the servant knows."
Ji Muqing waved his hand fiercely this time and let Cailan go out, while he sat down and continued to dress up.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I am really satisfied.
It's as if what just happened never happened!
A woman's heart is really a needle in the sea.
…
After Jing Rong left the General's Mansion, he went to Zhuxi Garden.
Ji Yunshu looked at the bone portrait and stayed in the room for a whole day. If the girls hadn't reminded her that it was getting dark, she probably wouldn't have even looked outside.
On the desk, there are many sheets of white paper in a mess.
The above are all paintings by her. They have everything, and others can't understand them...
She twisted her pantothenic neck, put down what she was doing, and washed her hands. After dinner, she saw Jing Rong pacing as soon as she came out of the yard.
Seeing the smile on the corner of his mouth, he was completely like a door-to-door.
"Have you eaten?" Jing Rong asked.
"Yep."
"what did you eat?"
"Abalone ginseng wing belly!
"What did you drink?"
"Cool and white."
One question and one answer.
It's as if two neighbors meet and greet each other.
It's almost like "eat and drink"!
Ji Yunshu rolled a white cloth strip in his hand, walked under a tree in the yard, stood on tiptoe, and struggled to hang the white cloth strip in his hand.
Jing Rong was confused and asked behind her, "What are you doing?"
"Ching Ming Festival!"
"what?"
"A day to honor relatives."
Ji Yunshu replied without turning his head.
In fact, Ji Yunshu didn't understand why there was no Qingming Festival in Dalin. Dalin only had annual festivals, and it was quite a festival on New Year's Day.
It was because there was no Ching Ming Festival that Ji Yunshu tied a white strip to the tree in his yard.
As a funeral tomb-sweeping!
Jing Rong took a few steps forward, took the white strip in her hand, and tied it to the branch with ease.
He also said, "Qingming Festival? Why haven't this king heard of it? Does Dalin have this festival?"
"We have it there. Every year today, we will go back to our hometown to visit the graves of our relatives as a memorial service, and we will also hang some white notes and burn some incense papers."
"New Year's Eve?"
"No! But, it's about the same."
After the white strips were tied, Jing Rong clapped her hands and asked her, "Then, are you going to pay homage to your third brother or your grandmother?"
"My mother."
Ji Yunshu looked at the swaying white bar with longing in his eyes.
Jing Rong asked, "Have you seen your mother?"
She shook her head: "No, as soon as I was born, my mother died of dystocia. My father said that when my mother died, he hugged me tightly. I can only see her photo, well... it's a portrait."
Of course, he was talking about his mother in modern times, not here.
After Jing Rong heard this, she frowned in distress, and held her hand tightly, clasping her fingers.
Then-
He looked at the white strip in front of him and said seriously, "Mrs. Ji, I promise, I will always be by Yun Shu's side in this life and this life, I will take care of her, protect her, and will not let her be wronged and hurt, if you are in the sky There is a spirit, please bless us, no matter how hard the road ahead, we can go through one by one."
Ji Yunshu looked at him sideways and listened quietly to what he said.
Indeed, very touching!
A faint smile overflowed from the corner of Ji Yunshu's mouth, and he plunged into his comfortable arms.
Jing Rong's chin rested lightly on the top of her head, and called out softly.
"Yun Shu."
"Yep?"
Jing Rong was hesitant to speak, but finally—
Shaking his head: "It's okay, just want to hug you quietly is enough."
He hugged her tighter!
That night, Jing Rong didn't return to Prince Rong's mansion, but stayed, and even more shamelessly went to Ji Yunshu's bed sideways.
He also said with enjoyment in his mouth: "Comfortable!"
Ji Yunshu squinted at him: "Hurry up and rest, it's already very late."
"En." After saying that, Jing Rong pulled the quilt and rolled it over herself, occupying Ji Yunshu's bed.
Brother, I asked you to go back to your own room to sleep!