Chapter 1009

An opportunistic calculation is full of his hatred for Jing Rong!

But clearly hate to the bone, but his whole person is like a vented ball.

"Lifeless". Facing his accusation, Jing Rong slowly put down the imperial edict in his hand, reduced the coldness in his eyes, and said: "the reason why I keep this imperial edict is not because I don't trust you, but because it is the imperial edict of the former Emperor, which can't be broken and won't be burned, and I give it to you

After father-in-law Zhang, he never thought of taking it back. If you hadn't been stubborn and forced me to this step, how could I take out the imperial edict? "

"..." "Wei Yi, you should understand that this last edict is not your talisman from beginning to end, but your alarm! It's your mirror! I hope you can wake up and don't go on wrong. Neither Yun Shu nor I want to see you become like this. If you still ignore it and refuse to return

Head, I will implement the contents of this edict! " Jing Rong took a persuasive tone and a warning tone.

Wei Yi's face was blue and white.

Maybe Jing Rong's words played a role, and a trace of awakening really flashed in his eyes.

Immediately——

He looked up at the resplendent ceiling and smiled.

He laughed bitterly.

Larynx rolling half ring——

"I lost, I lost completely!"

He waved his two sleeved robe aside and lay on the stone steps behind him.

A long sigh!

The desire for power is gone bit by bit.

Jing Rong looked at him and finally said seriously, "we need a good emperor to face the world!"

Big Pro world, need a good emperor!

After leaving these words, Jing Rong left.

When he left Fuyang hall, no one dared to stop him.

Several people looked at each other with too false faces.

I don't know why.

I thought, maybe the emperor released Rong Wang.

And Wei Yi is the only one left in such a big hall.

He lay there like a "dead body"!

There were tears in those calm eyes.

After a long time——

He shouted, "come on."

Hearing the sound, two eunuchs outside immediately came in.

When they saw Wei Yi lying there, they were shocked and saw the two swords on the ground, one of which was still stained with blood.

It makes people tremble.

There must have been a very fierce "war" here just now.

Looking at the scene in front of us, the emperor should have lost.

It's no wonder that King Rong's martial arts are not covered.

"Emperor? Who are you?"

Wei Yi was silent for a long time before he said, "pass on my will..."

……

That night.

Shuiyueju.

Ji Yunshu sat in the hall, his hands tightly twisted together.

The eyes stared blankly at the front.

Nothing.

Don't say anything.

She has been like this since last night. She is completely like a person who has lost her soul.

And never eat or drink!

The palace people in the hall have been worried. If Miss Ji doesn't eat or drink all the time, the emperor will blame them, and their brains will be in danger again.

"Miss Ji, you'd better eat something. If you go on like this, your body will not be able to endure."

Another palace official also advised, "if you go on like this, the slaves will be in big trouble. Girl, just eat."

One by one began to beg her.

Ji Yunshu ignored it.

There was no change in his face.

His mind is full of what Wei Yi did to himself last night. Scenes flash in his mind.

Unspeakable pain!

Her chest was like a huge stone, which was almost suffocating her.

Worse than death!

Just then——

A palace official hurriedly leaned over from outside and said, "Miss Ji, I'll send you back to Rong Wang's house on the emperor's order."

Uh?

Did you hear wrong?

Wei Yi wants to let himself go?

Ji Yunshu's eyes slightly shook a few times, and his lax eyes gradually had a focus, looking at the palace man who hurried in.

After a long time, she asked softly, "what did you... Say?"

The palace man said again: "by the order of the emperor, send Miss Ji back to the royal residence."

She got up slowly. "Are you sure?"

"It's the emperor's order. The slave dare not pass on the imperial edict."

"What about Rong Wang?"

"King Rong is in the mansion now."

"Did the emperor let him go?"

"Yes!"

Uh!

Ji Yunshu was surprised. Why did Wei Yi suddenly do this?

However, she felt a little relieved.

Seeing that she had not responded for a long time, the palace man said, "Miss Ji, the sedan chair is waiting outside. Please move. The slaves are waiting to send you back."

Made a "please" pose!

Ji Yunshu recovered and nodded.

Out of the hall, on the sedan chair.

The palace people carried sedan chairs to the direction of the palace gate.

Just behind the sedan chair, Wei Yi stood there.

His hot and guilty eyes followed the sedan chair all the time.

Watching the sedan chair getting farther and farther away.

The people in the sedan chair seemed to notice another look from behind. She opened the curtain and looked back.

But it's dark behind!

Nothing there?

She put down the curtain.

Back.

"Shu'er, I'm sorry."

……

Ji Yunshu returned to King Rong's residence. As soon as he got off the sedan chair, he saw Jingrong standing at the door to meet her.

At that moment, she didn't care whether she was in front of others. She threw herself directly into Jing Rong's arms and held him firmly.

Wet eyes.

Jingrong also held her tightly and rubbed her soft hair with his big hand, which was very distressed.

Although it's only a few days, it's like another world.

"Let me see." Jing Rong opened her and looked at her carefully, holding her cold face in both hands.

She said, "I'm fine."

Jing Rong suddenly noticed the wound on her neck and touched her finger gently, "what's going on?"

"It's just a small injury." She pushed his hand away.

But accidentally touched his injured arm.

"Er!" Jingrong whispered.

"What's the matter?" Ji Yunshu was nervous and immediately looked at his injured arm.

"Small wound." Jing Rong said.

But Lang Po on one side said in a squeaky voice: "Miss Ji, don't listen to the Lord. It's clear that the injury is very serious. The doctor just now..."

"Shut up, if you don't speak, no one will think you are mute." Jing Rong scolded him.

Lang Bo, shut up!

Ji Yunshu knows his temperament and always likes to be brave.

Then he hurried in to take the medicine.

They were alone in the house. Jing Rong took off half of his clothes and revealed his strong left shoulder and left arm.

Although the doctor drugged his wound, it burst open again, and the blood seeped out a little bit, which made people heartache.

Ji Yunshu carefully drugged him with tears in his eyes.

Jing Rong stared at her.

Watching her scrub her wound, apply medicine and bandage

Finally, he took her in his arms.

Ji Yunshu: "your injury..."

"It doesn't matter."

"Jing Rong?" He held her tightly, his whole face stepped into her hair and said, "everything will be fine after the rain."