Chapter 737

In the house.

Jingrong stood in front of a large shelf, admiring many small animals kneaded with clay.

The zodiac has everything!

And each is made to life.

I have to say that although Wei Yi's brain is not smart, his skill of kneading clay is really good. It's definitely a good way to make money to set up a stall and knead sugar people in the future.

It seems that the child can't die of hunger!

He kept admiring the neatly placed animals on the shelf and remembered the way avant-garde Yi slept with clay animals. It was really cute.

During this time, without Wei Yi around, it's really quiet. I really miss it.

Suddenly——

"Wei Yi is the happiest when he pinches these clay figurines!"

The sound came from the door.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Ji Yunshu standing there.

She stepped into the door, came to him and looked at the animals pinched with clay on the shelf.

"He liked these little animals very much, and he was very precious. At that time, he pinched them all afternoon. As soon as the sun came out, he took them outside one by one, and didn't let anyone help or touch them. The girls laughed at him for being stingy, but he was still happy to go in and out alone. I still remember that at that time, he broke a rabbit. He was very sad and his sadness lasted for an hour or two Come here, and finally bury the broken rabbit in the soil. It seems that only he can be so naive in the world. "

Every time she talks about Wei Yi's interesting stories, she always smiles at the corners of her mouth.

Jingrong listened silently.

She continued, "When we left Jinjiang, he could already read poetry and knew a lot of words. I don't know how he is now after a few months? Can he read more poetry? Can he know more words? Is the writing still as crooked as before? Did the teacher teach him something else? Is he still like before Don't you understand? "

The sound is getting thinner and narrower

Red eyes!

In her mind, she is imagining the growth and changes of Wei Yi again and again.

Blame it. Is he okay now?

Jing Rong: "good people will be rewarded after all."

"Will you?"

"Yes, I will!"

resolute and decisive!

Ji Yunshu stretched out his hand, took down a little pig from above, gently held it in his hand and touched it again and again, as if he were touching Wei Yi's head.

Jing Rong looked at her and opened his mouth. It seemed that something had been considered in his throat for a long time. Finally he said, "Wei Yi, he's okay."

Huh?

Ji Yunshu held the clay hand tightly and asked, "why do you say that?"

"Jing also told me."

"Jingyi? Please make it clear."

Jing Rong said positively, "people are really captured by Jing Yi, but I don't know where he hid them. I only know that Wei Yi is very safe now and won't be in danger for the time being."

Temporarily?

Ji Yunshu seemed to hear only the key words. The clay lay down, grabbed his arm and asked anxiously, "temporary? What is temporary?"

Jing Rong lowered his eyes and said seriously, "to put it bluntly, Wei Yi is now a pawn of Jing Yi. What he wants is that the king leaves the capital and will not return Wei Yi unharmed until the day he takes the throne."

Uh!

She understood.

So——

Jingrong didn't agree to this premise at that time.

Of course, she can understand.

"Jing is also a person. We all know that the king should have chosen to leave Beijing for Wei Yi, but... Really, when he sits on the throne, he doesn't want to release people, but kill people. The first one to kill is either Wei Yi or the king."

"I understand." Her eyebrows gathered and she was silent for a moment. Her hand slowly loosened from Jingrong's arm and said on her back, "in the capital, you have your father and emperor, your brothers, and people who work for you. Even, there is a tile covering her head, but Wei Yi, only me."

There was silence in the air.

Only the sound of rain outside and the sound of a breeze blowing through the window.

For a long time, Jing Rong Lin, with a deep and bottomless eye, affirmed, "I promised you that I would save Wei Yi safely. At that time, if he hurt one inch, I would let you hurt one inch, one foot is also ten feet. This is a promise."

One foot for ten!

Her drooping eyes lifted up, turned back and met Jingrong's cold but firm eyes.

Four eyes relative!

Without saying anything.

That night, Jingrong stayed in Zhuxi garden.

But Ji Yunshu couldn't sleep peacefully, tossing and turning in bed.

The drizzle outside gradually turned into heavy rain.

The rain is like thunder!

She closed her eyes on her side and wanted to sleep, but she opened them for a moment, because it seemed as if she could think of the dream she had just had in the study as soon as she closed her eyes.

Not terrible!

It's fear.

Such a dream almost tormented her from the beginning of the Imperial Palace, wrapped around the tip of her heart and didn't go for a long time.

The next day, Jing Rong left early.

Ji Yunshu woke up in the morning, dressed and went out.

As soon as I went out, I saw the girl cleaning in the yard.

"Sir is awake."

"Where's the prince?"

"The prince left in a hurry early in the morning. It seems that he has something important. He didn't call you when he saw that his husband was still resting."

What's important?

It's probably between Jingyi and me.

Because it rained all night, the yard was muddy and the flowers and plants died. The girls began to clean up early in the morning. They cleaned up after half a while, and scattered some chamomile water, which was very fragrant.

There was no appearance after the heavy rain.

After breakfast, Ji Yunshu sat in the yard for a while and thought about something quietly. Then he took a gourd ladle, bailed out water and washed a handle, and went to the main room where the coffin was parked.

Just as he tossed up the skeleton from the coffin, Jing Zhaoyin came.

As before, he was still polite to Ji Yunshu.

As soon as he entered the door, he gathered his waist, patted the official robe with rain on his body, and said, "good morning, Mr. Ji."

Brother, it's getting late.

In fact, Jing Zhaoyin will come. She is not surprised at all.

If the guy doesn't come, it's estimated that Jing Zhaoyin's title will be in vain.

After all, he has to take care of the Linjing case!

"What's the matter when Jing Zhaoyin comes here?" I still asked.

Jing Zhaoyin wanted to take a step forward, but he saw Ji Yunshu gesturing with the skeleton in his hand. After thinking about it, he took a step back a little, and then said with a smile, "I know that Sir came to Zhuxi garden. He should have come to greet him yesterday, but it's really because there are too many things. Now the whole court is in chaos, so he delayed and didn't come."

There seems to be some complaint in his words.

Ji Yunshu didn't know, "Oh? Chaos in the court? How is it?"

What kind of mess can it be?

Jing Zhaoyin sighed