Chapter 885

On the carriage back to the house.

Jingrong held Ji Yunshu and let her rest in her arms and protect her carefully.

He seemed expressionless, but in fact his face was like a dark cloud that remained for a long time.

Even worse than the sky outside.

Lang Po on one side was true this time. He didn't dare to say a word. He leaned over and didn't dare to look.

Thinking about what happened in the palace?

My lord won't work with the emperor, will he?

He dared not, not even the atmosphere.

When he got to the house, Jingrong took Ji Yunshu back to his room and sent everyone out.

Langbo stood at the door, feeling inexplicably flustered and looking in from time to time.

After a while, Lujiang came.

Worried, he asked, "what's going on?"

Lang Po shook his head. "I don't know. Anyway, when I picked up Miss Ji, the LORD was like this."

Lu Jiang sighed.

"Uncle Lu, you say, the Lord and the Emperor... Will not..." he said in a low voice.

He didn't explain his ideas directly.

Lujiang immediately glanced at him, "don't guess."

Shut up.

"You stay outside and don't go anywhere."

"I know."

In the house.

Jing Rong sat by the bed, his hot hand touching Ji Yunshu's cold face.

The other hand held her hand tightly.

I don't know why, at this moment, he was suddenly afraid of losing this woman more important than his life.

That feeling runs in the chest, painful and sour.

Because he clearly knows that no matter when, Wei Yi will always be Ji Yun's comfortable concern, and even no matter what happens, it will not change.

"Yunshu, maybe we really should leave the capital."

……

the second day.

When Ji Yunshu woke up, the faint light stabbed her, which made her instinctively blink, and then she gradually adapted.

What comes into view is the thin veil over his head.

Is this... Your room?

She was still in the palace when she fainted yesterday.

She moved her body, her head hurt slightly, and her hand seemed to be held by someone. When she looked sideways, she found that it was Jingrong.

He was holding his hand and lying by the bed.

The side face with clear outline faced the morning light shining in from the window, like a carving knife in the craftsman's hand, and modified his face to be "beautiful and edible".

She didn't want to wake him up, so she lay on the bed and didn't move.

But the little noise still woke Jingrong. As soon as he looked up, he looked up at Ji Yunshu's dark eyes.

Those eyes were facing the light, although they looked tired, but they made people feel pity.

Jing Rong stretched out his hand, wrapped her broken hair around her ears and asked, "is there anything uncomfortable?"

She shook her head.

"I'll pour you a glass of water."

He was about to go, but Ji Yunshu held him.

He propped himself up from the bed.

Jing Rong: "what's the matter?"

Ji Yunshu raised his eyes and said, "yesterday... Did you pick me up from the palace?"

Jing rongdun said for a moment, "I was worried that you haven't come back, so I hurried into the palace to pick you up."

The tone is flat and light.

Ji Yunshu explained: "it was raining heavily yesterday, it was getting dark again, and I didn't see Wei Yi for a long time, so I promised to stay."

These words made Jing Rong's unhappiness disappear and smiled: "what? Are you worried about my discomfort?"

Isn't it?

Ji Yunshu stared at him.

Jing Rong sat back by the bed and held her hand. "Don't I know what you think?"

"Jing Rong..."

"We've gone through so much, and it's not easy to come to this day. Yunshu, I believe you, and you should believe me. We've never had each other."

Her eyes suddenly turned red and rushed into his arms.

Jingrong hugged her and said, "when the case is over, let's leave the capital."

Huh?

She looked at him with tears in her eyes and focused her head.

At this time, Lang Po came in with a bowl of medicine. When he saw this scene, the whole person was fixed.

Why is he always bumping into such things?

It seems that I have to wash my eyes!

But now it's not going out or going in. After being stunned for a while, he said, "Lord, Miss Ji's medicine has been cooked."

Excuse me, the loving mandarin ducks!

Jing Rong glanced at him, "bring it."

After delivering the medicine, Lang Po turned and left.

It made Ji Yun Shupu laugh.

But Jingrong wondered, and was a little angry. He said, "sooner or later, he must peel him alive."

On the same day, Wei Yi sent someone to send a lot of supplements from the palace.

A room full of piles.

As a result, Jingrong sent someone to press the warehouse.

Ji Yunshu rested for two days, and people were much more energetic.

Occasionally, some official documents from the Ministry of punishment would be sent to her, even once or twice. Later, Jingrong directly blocked him back and ordered him to go on: "no one is allowed to disturb Lord Ji until he is well."

Therefore, it is also a lot cleaner.

In the yard, the early morning sun was extraordinarily warm.

Ji Yunshu sat in the yard drinking porridge, turning over the book at hand.

Jing Rong rubbed his long black sword aside.

The sword has been with him for many years, with patterns engraved on its surface. It is mottled, but it is as cold and fierce as his temperament.

I rubbed it several times and it was shiny.

Ji Yunshu asked, "is there any news about this case?"

Jing Rong didn't lift his head and said, "the murderer hasn't appeared yet. He can only wait."

She said "well" and didn't ask again.

Suddenly——

Lang Po came in a hurry, sweating all over his head.

"Lord, Miss Ji."

His face was dignified.

"What's the matter?"

He swallowed half a sound.

Jing Rong put down the sword in his hand and said with a hook in his cold eyes, "say!"

"Just received the news that Zhao Zhiwen, President of Qiyang chamber of Commerce, is dead."

Zhao Zhiwen, President of Qiyang chamber of Commerce, died?

"Dong." The spoon in Ji Yunshu's hand fell to the ground.

Break in two.

Shock!

"What's going on?"

"The body was found in an abandoned pond behind Wenlan Pavilion. Like the first two homicides, the face... Was wearing a mask."

So... The murderer's third target is Zhao Zhiwen!

Dali temple, Jing Zhaoyin, the censor of the city tour, the Ministry of punishment and Xiao Tongling stared at all parts of the capital. They thought it would be difficult to fly at the scene of the murderer. As a result, they could easily commit a crime under their noses.

It seems that the salary of the imperial court has indeed been taken in vain!

It also seems that the killer is really powerful.

Half an hour later.

Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu hurried to the scene of the murder.

The place was surrounded by officials.

Jing Zhaoyin and Yu Dali have arrived. The pond behind Brunei Pavilion is long abandoned. There are all kinds of weeds and algae floating on the whole pond. When the wind blows, it also gives off bursts of stench. There are many weeds around, and a huge tree stands beside it. Few people will come here, and few people know that there is a pond here.