On the carriage back home.
Jing Rong hugged Ji Yunshu and let her rest in her arms, guarding her carefully.
He seemed to be expressionless, but in fact, there was a dark cloud on his face, and it lingered for a long time.
Even scarier than the sky outside.
Lang Bo, who was on the side, didn't dare to say a word this time. He turned his body and didn't dare to look at it.
Wondering what happened in the palace
Your own prince won't fight with the emperor, will he
He didn't dare, not even the atmosphere.
When they got to the mansion, Jing Rong carried Ji Yunshu back to the room and sent everyone out.
Lang Bo stood at the door, inexplicably panicked, and looked in from time to time.
After a while, Lu Jiang came over.
Worried, he asked, "What's going on?"
Lang Bo shook his head, "I don't know, anyway, when I brought Miss Ji back, the prince was like this."
Lu Jiang sighed.
"Uncle Lu, you said, the lord and the emperor... no..." he said in a low voice.
I didn't express my thoughts directly.
Lu Jiang glanced at him immediately, "Don't guess."
shut up.
"You stay outside, don't go anywhere."
"knowledge."
house.
Jing Rong sat on the edge of the bed and touched Ji Yunshu's icy face with his big hot hand.
The other hand held hers tightly.
For some reason, at this moment, he was suddenly a little afraid, afraid of losing this woman who was more important than his own life.
That feeling ran through my chest, painful and sore.
Because he knows very well that no matter when, Wei Yi will always be in Ji Yunshu's heart, and even no matter what happens, it will not change.
"Yun Shu, maybe we should really leave the capital."
…
the next day.
When Ji Yunshu woke up, a faint light stabbed her, causing her to blink instinctively before gradually getting used to it.
What catches the eye is the thin veil on the top of the head.
This is... your own room
She was still in the palace when she fainted yesterday.
She moved her body, her head hurt slightly, and someone seemed to be holding her hand, and when she looked sideways, she realized that it was Jing Rong.
He was holding his hand and lying beside the bed.
Facing the morning light that came in from the window, the clear profile side face, like a carving knife in the hands of a craftsman, decorated his face into a "beautiful look".
She didn't seem to want to wake him, so she lay obediently on the bed, motionless.
But the small movement still disturbed Jing Rong. As soon as he raised his head, he met Ji Yunshu's dark eyes.
Those eyes met the light, and although they looked tired, they felt pity.
Jing Rong stretched out her hand, tucked her hair around her ear, and asked, "Is there any discomfort?"
She shook her head.
"I'll pour you a glass of water."
He was about to go, but Ji Yunshu held him back.
Sit up from the bed.
Jing Rong: "What's wrong?"
Ji Yunshu raised his eyes and said, "Yesterday... did you pick me up from the palace?"
Jing Rong paused for a moment: "Seeing that you haven't come back, I was worried, so I rushed into the palace to pick you up."
The tone was flat.
Ji Yunshu explained: "Yesterday it was getting dark again because of the heavy rain, and I hadn't seen Wei Yi for a long time, so I agreed to stay."
These words made Jing Rong's heart dispel all the unhappiness, and smiled: "What? Are you worried that I'm not feeling well?"
Is not it
Ji Yunshu stared at him.
Jing Rong sat back on the edge of the bed and held her hand: "Don't I know what you're thinking?"
“Jingrong…”
"We have gone through so much, and we have finally come to this day. Yun Shu, I believe in you, and you should believe in me. There has never been each other between us."
Her eyes suddenly turned red, and she plunged into his arms.
Jingrong hugged her and said, "Let's leave the capital after the case is over."
Um
She looked up at him with tears in her eyes, and nodded her head.
At this time, Lang Bo just came in with a bowl of medicine. Seeing this scene, the whole person froze.
Why does he keep bumping into this kind of thing
Looks like I need to wash my eyes!
But now it's not going out, and it's not going in either. After staying in place for a while, he said, "My lord, Miss Ji's medicine is ready."
Disturb that pair of loving mandarin ducks!
Jing Rong glanced at him, "Bring it here."
After Lang Bo handed over the medicine, he turned around and left.
This made Ji Yunshu chuckle.
But Jing Rong was puzzled, and a little angry, and said, "Sooner or later, one day I have to strip him alive."
On the same day, Wei Yi sent a lot of supplements from the palace.
A room full of piles.
In the end, Jing Rong sent people to press the warehouse.
Ji Yunshu rested for two days, and he became much more energetic.
Occasionally, some official documents from the Ministry of Punishment would be sent to her, and it would be fine for one or two times. Later, Jing Rong directly blocked her back, and ordered to go on: "Until Master Ji is in good health, no one is allowed to disturb him."
Therefore, it is also a lot cleaner.
In the yard, the early morning sun is extraordinarily warm.
Ji Yunshu was sitting in the yard drinking porridge, flipping through the book beside him.
Jing Rong wiped his black long sword aside.
That sword had followed him for many years, with patterns engraved on its face, a little mottled, but it was as cold as his temperament.
After rubbing it several times, it was shiny and shiny.
Ji Yunshu asked, "Is there any news about this case?"
Jing Rong didn't lift his head and said, "The murderer hasn't shown up yet, so we can only wait."
She said "um" and didn't ask any more.
Sudden-
Lang Bo hurried over, sweating all over his face.
"My lord, Miss Ji."
His face was solemn.
"What's up?"
He huffed.
Jing Rong put down the sword in his hand and glared coldly: "Speak!"
"I just received news that... Zhao Zhiwen, president of the Qiyang Chamber of Commerce... died."
Zhao Zhiwen, chairman of Qiyang Chamber of Commerce, died
"Boom." The spoon in Ji Yunshu's hand fell to the ground.
Broken in two.
Shock!
"what happened?"
"The body was found in an abandoned pond behind Wenlan Pavilion. Like the previous two murders, there was a mask on his face..."
So... the third target of the murderer is Zhao Zhiwen!
Dali Temple, Jing Zhaoyin, the Censor of Xuncheng, the Ministry of Punishment, and Commander Xiao all stared at various places in the capital.
It seems that the salary of the imperial court has indeed been taken in vain!
It also seemed that the murderer was really powerful.
After half an hour.
Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu hurried to the murder scene.
Surrounded by officials, the place was surrounded.
Jing Zhaoyin and Yu Dali have arrived. The pond located behind the Brunei Pavilion has long since been abandoned. There are various weeds and algae floating on the entire pond. When the wind blows, it also emits bursts of stench, and there are many around. Overgrown with weeds and a huge tree standing beside it, few people would come to this place, and few people knew that there was actually a pond here.