After leaving the palace, Jing Yi immediately went to Dali Temple.
Without alerting the people up and down the Dali Temple, he simply summoned the Dali Temple Minister into the inner room.
Close the door!
"I don't know why King Yi came in the rain?" Dali Siqing asked.
Jing Yi said straight to the point, "Is there a secret order to come out of the palace?"
Although, Dali Siqing is a man of Jing Yi.
Can-
"King Yi, that's the emperor's secret order, I'm afraid it's..."
"Say."
The minister of Dali Temple hesitated for a moment and said, "A quarter of an hour ago, Eunuch Zhang, who was beside the emperor, came to announce the imperial decree in person, saying that Prince Rong had been assassinated recently, and the murderer was escorting him to Beijing. There must be no mistake."
Jing Yi's pupils shrank instantly!
Serious expression!
Dali Siqing observed secretly, stepped forward cautiously, and asked weakly, "The assassination of Prince Rong..."
Before all the words could be blurted out, they were all blocked by Jing Yiyi's sharp eyes.
Only stand on the side, silent!
After a while, Jing Yicai stood up suddenly, with his hands behind his back, and explained, "The matter of this king's coming here is not allowed to reveal a word or a word."
"Yes!"
Only answer.
At this time, Jing Yi had already pushed out the door and walked away.
On the carriage back to Prince Yi's mansion, his face was stern, and he could not see any emotion. Your hands were clenched into fists on your knees, and it took some time before your fists gradually loosened.
His eyebrows tightened.
"Douquan."
Called!
Douquan, who was riding in the rain outside the carriage, immediately responded, leaning his burly body from the horse's back to the direction of the carriage.
But the square curtain of the car was not lifted.
Just a word came from inside, "Kill!"
The volume of the sound may have been washed away by the rain, but when it came, it was very light.
Douquan twisted a submissive face.
Answered, "Yes."
The rain rushes down from the edge of the hat on his head, wetting his clothes and the pair of black boots.
Everything, bit by bit, fell into the trap set by Jing Rong early on...
The rain didn't stop.
The raindrops hit the ground and the roof of the carriage like round and shiny pearls, making an exciting sound.
…
The heavy rain in June disturbed the capital, but the soothing rain was not heavy, but the air always felt stuffy.
Can't breathe!
Ji Yunshu was dozing off at the table with his forehead supported, but was woken up by the sudden sound of thunder outside.
Glancing at Wei Yi, who was always in a coma, her heart became more and more suspended.
It happened that Mo Ruo came in and brought her a bowl of cold medicine.
"Drink, this weather is prone to hot wind."
She drank it obediently.
Asked, "It's been two days, why haven't you woken up yet?"
"It's not a minor injury. How can you wake up so quickly? The injury is so deep, so naturally you have to sleep more. Don't worry, Wei Yi is fine."
When Moruo said so, she could only rest her mind.
Tang Si, who came out of nowhere, suddenly interjected, "I think that stupid boy did it on purpose. He felt comfortable on the bed, so he refused to get up."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Moruo reprimanded.
"I'm just stating my opinion."
"shut your mouth."
"Don't say it, don't say it."
A look of grief.
Moruo glanced at her up and down and asked again, "Little girl, are you all right? What are you doing pestering us all day?"
Tang Si sat down and propped his chin.
Those big watery eyes stared at him, "Didn't I say it? You owe me a life, and I must take it back. How could it be so easy for you to take advantage? Now, I am your creditor. "Speaking, he didn't forget to bump into Ji Yunshu's arm and raised his eyebrows, "Right, Aji."
Aki
Moruo trembled all over!
Ji Yunshu was used to it.
In the past two days, Tang Si called her "Aji" when she opened her mouth and shut her mouth. At first, she felt sticky, but when she got to the back, she was really used to it.
But she didn't have the time to think about it, so she turned her head away and thought about other things.
Full of thought!
Mo Ruo was careful and saw something.
The corners of his lips twitched, and he said strangely, "These two days, that girl Hibiscus has always come to sit for a while, and this small sitting has become a regular sitting. When passing by Jingrong's yard, you can always hear rumors inside. Come to some good poems, it sounds very pleasant."
Ji Yunshu's eyebrows moved slightly.
Indifferent expression.
I don't know—
The talkative Tang Si immediately answered.
"It's more than poetry. I also saw them talking and laughing. They are a good match for men and women."
"Just a good match? In my opinion, it's you who is right for me!"
"You are so disgusting, what are you doing to me? In our Hou Liao, if a woman likes a man, she won't be as twitchy as you people from the Central Plains. If you like it, you like it. I think that girl Hibiscus belongs to our Hou Liao woman. Qiqi is that cold stone... I don't know if it will bloom or not."
Ouch!
Mo Ruo looked at her in surprise.
"How do you know he's a cold rock?"
"Didn't you talk about it for the past two days?"
"Oh, is there?"
Moro doesn't even remember.
Ji Yunshu's face became darker and darker as the two of them spoke each other.
No talk!
Suddenly, Tang Si narrowed his eyes, lowered his voice, rubbed his body forward, and said strangely, "You still want to hide it from me? I'm not a fool, Tang Si, I didn't expect... Dalin's prince would be stabbed by someone. ."
As soon as the words came out.
Moruo and Ji Yunshu stared at her in unison.
Seriously, "Miss Tang, there are some things you should say, but there are some things you can't say anywhere."
"Don't worry, we Hou Liao people don't talk much."
Pat on the chest!
At this time, the girl came in with a bowl of medicine.
"Mr. Ji, Young Master Wei's medicine is ready."
She took it, walked to the bedside, and asked the girl to lift Wei Yi's head gently, feeding him medicine spoon by spoon.
Because he was in a coma, Ji Yunshu could only open his mouth with his hands and suddenly lift his chin up so that the medicine could be poured into his throat.
Mo Ruo asked the girl, "Is Jingrong's medicine ready?"
"It's almost ready, I'll take the incense after half a candle."
"I'll just take it."
He was about to get up and go to the pharmacy, but was stopped by Ji Yunshu, "Let me go."
Mo Ruo was surprised!
"You're going? You've been here for the past two days, why suddenly... "
"Just by the way."
Four words came out, and Mo Ruo's next words were put back.
He simply shrugged and sat back in place.
After feeding Wei Yi the medicine, she went to the pharmacy with the girl, filled the medicine, and went.
There was no one in the courtyard where Jing Rong was, so she took the medicine in and put it down, and looked it over.
Noticing the "Zanan Ji" on the table.
His hand swayed in the air for a while, but he still picked up the book.
Turned a few pages!
She can only understand 50% of the above poems!
It's really distressing, the ancients are troublesome, they always like to put their words into words, export into chapters, and say some small vernacular without losing a piece of meat.
Just thinking about this-
"want to?"
The voice came from the door.
Hearing this, she turned to look.
Jing Rong stood at the door, that face was hidden in the faint light, and the faint light rubbed the outlines of his cheeks, which was exceptionally clear.
Ji Yunshu couldn't see his expression for a moment!
Just lightly swipe the cover of the book with your fingertips and shake your head.
"I don't want it, I don't understand it."
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