Chapter 149 Ling Yuechong’s Warning When Jing Yirong got off the carriage, he saw several people standing in the rain. The rain fiercely penetrated their clothes, and their water-stained hair was still dripping on their foreheads.
Jing Yirong held an umbrella and looked at the scene in front of him in confusion, "What are you doing?" Seeing Jing Yirong's appearance, Nalan Qingyi wiped the raindrops on her face excitedly, stepped forward and stretched out her hand to wipe Jing Yirong's face.
Yi Rong hugged her, but she noticed that her clothes were all wet and stopped abruptly, "Yi Rong, we are waiting for you." "Why wait in the rain?" Jing Yirong accepted.
Lan Qing gave him a hand and asked him to stand under the paper umbrella.
Nalan Qingyi took another step back, "I'm too wet, you'd better stay away from me, otherwise your clothes will get wet and you'll catch a cold."
Nalan Zhijin and Nalan Zhenqi looked at Jing Yirong from a distance, and the worries on their faces turned into sincere happiness.
"I'm asking you why you have to wait in the rain?" Jing Yirong asked again. The look of them embarrassed in the rain struck her heart, and the smiles on their faces made Jing Yirong feel heartbroken.
Nalan Qingyi smiled, seemed a little silly but sincerely replied, "Because I am too worried about you, so it seems that only this heavy rain can suppress the enthusiasm in my heart to rush to the palace to find you. Yi Rong, we just want to tell you no
We are just one person anymore. If anything happens in the future, you can tell us directly. Even if we can't face it with you, we will suffer it with you..." Before Nalan Qingyi could finish what he said, Jing Yirong had already said
Throwing away the paper umbrella, Nalan Qingyi reached out and hugged her, holding her tightly. Only the coldness on Nalan Qingyi's body could make her suppress her burning emotions. Jing Yirong had only killed in her life.
She has never done any good deeds, but now she can have this group of people by her side. Jing Yirong feels that God has been very good to her.
Nalan Qingyi's hands hanging on both sides didn't know whether to push Jing Yirong away or hug Jing Yirong. His body was too wet. In the end, other emotions were put aside, and Nalan Qingyi still stretched out his hands to hug him.
He looked at Jing Yirong and patted her back gently, "It's great to have you back, Yirong."
Nalan Zhenqi subconsciously looked at the crescent moon under the eaves. The cold war between them seemed not to be over yet. The person standing in the rain curtain who was willing to accompany him in the rain was ultimately Qiao Shuang'er. Qiao Shuang'er looked at Nalan Zhen with a smile.
Qi, seeing the sad smile in Nalan Zhenqi's eyes slowly stiffened, she didn't want to see Nalan Zhenqi in pain, she wanted him to smile forever. No matter who gave his smile, she would be very satisfied.
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After they returned to the mansion together, Shen Zhenzhen immediately ordered the servants to bring the prepared ginger soup, "Everyone has a little." "Thank you." Nalan Qingyi picked up a bowl and handed it to Jing Yi first.
Rong, brought a towel and only focused on wiping the water drops on Jing Yirong's forehead. Jing Yirong sighed and took the towel from Nalan Qingyi's hand and wiped it for Nalan Qingyi, "Don't just take care of her.
My own body is also very important to me." "If you are fine, I will be fine." Nalan Qingyi said calmly.
Qiao Shuang'er coughed dryly and said, "That's enough. In this case, just let it go. Wait until you go back and talk sweetly. Don't say anything sincere in front of us. It's unbearable." Nalan Qingyi lowered his head in embarrassment.
He just drank the ginger soup.
"After you finish drinking the ginger soup, you all should go back and change your clothes first." Jing Yirong said to the drowned chicken in the room: "I guess you guys haven't eaten dinner either. After you change your clothes, come and have dinner with me." "Yes, "Nalan Zhijin and Nalan Zhenqi returned to the house first. Indeed, they hadn't eaten yet, and their hunger gradually came to them as soon as the master reminded them.
Xiao Yan took Jing Yirong's soaked robe and retreated. Nalan Qingyi reluctantly went back to the house to change clothes. Fortunately, the clothes were wrapped in the robe, so there was not much rain on the outer robe. When Lan Qingyi walked out of the hall and turned the corner, the smile and tenderness on her face faded away. She seemed to become more and more familiar, and she became more and more attached to the role of Nalan Qingyi. Sometimes even she didn't know whether it was acting or speaking from her heart. In my heart, as time goes by, the fear of the day when the truth is revealed becomes deeper and deeper.
Only Qin Zhongxu and his wife and Yue Ya were left in the hall. Shen Zhenzhu looked at Jing Yirong quietly, "Miss Jing, you are really happy. In this life, you have a husband who loves you so much, and you have such a sensible apprentice." "I know, Jing Yirong also showed a satisfied smile, "Because of them, my life becomes meaningful. I will cherish each of them." Qin Zhongwei looked at Jing Yirong happily, "Being able to see you Returning home is really worth celebrating. If you can't come back tonight, Qin will probably live with guilt for the rest of his life." "Qin Zhonggui, if I remember correctly, I told you that I will definitely come back. What you said is Do not trust me." Jing Yirong was still full of himself, "From tomorrow onwards, Ouyang Hengxi will be the Taifu appointed by the king." Qin Zhongwei nodded with satisfaction, "In this way, we will have a better relationship with King Junqi. We don't need to worry about the fight anymore." Jing Yirong smiled, "Qin Zhongwei, you should have some things you haven't told me." "What does Miss Jing mean by this?" Qin Zhongwei was puzzled, " You and I are on the same boat now, how could I hide something from Miss Jing?" Jing Yirong raised his eyebrows, "Really? Then Prime Minister Qin has forgotten. I will ask you once now, Prime Minister Qin, I want to know what happened to you. What happened between King Qi and the lord of the country? Why did the lord of the country not make any counterattack when King Jun Qi's heart was so clear, and just let the two factions of the prince and King Jun Qi fight for it." Qin Zhong was stunned, and his face changed. His pale and stiff expression showed that there was indeed something going on.
Jing Yirong's cold voice came again, "It seems there is something I don't know about. Qin Zhonggui, I'm waiting for your answer." "Miss Jing, it's not that I didn't tell you, but I mentioned this matter again. It is a capital crime for people. All the people who knew about this matter twenty years ago have been executed. The reason why I was able to survive was entirely because the king was open-minded. Now if the old matter is brought up again, I am afraid it will not be me or even Miss Jing. Everyone around him cannot live in peace and quiet." Qin Zhong said helplessly.
Jing Yirong's sharp eyes were fixed on Qin Zhongxu. His reaction just now was enough to show that this matter was not a trivial matter. Anyone who knew the truth would be executed. What kind of secret would make the king so vigilant? He is now nearly 20 years old. The eighty-year-old king has a ten-year-old prince. Let’s not talk about the age span. King Junqi is old enough to be the king’s grandson. What is it that makes the king so obvious to King Junqi? The desire to seize the throne does not make any resistance.
Qin Zhongwei suddenly felt a little more frightened when he faced Jing Yirong. This woman was as meticulous as dust and extremely intelligent. There was no secret at all when standing in front of her. Her sharp eyes were like those of an eagle flying in the desert. As long as you keep an eye on a prey, you won't let it go.
The person who changed clothes broke the dull atmosphere. Nalan Zhijin patted his stomach and asked, "I'm so hungry. Can I eat?"
"Of course." Shen Zhenzhu immediately smiled and ordered the servants to serve dinner.
Xiao Yan glanced at Qin Zhongxu, and then at Qin Zhongxu's stiff expression. She felt as if something had happened, but she didn't say anything.
While a group of people were busy having dinner, the sound of flying arrows suddenly came from the distance. The sharp sound was so obvious in the rainy night. Jing Yirong raised his eyes to look at Yue Ya, and suddenly moved his palm towards Yue Ya. Pushed her out. Before anyone could realize it, an arrow stabbed into the table next to Yue Ya.
Yue Ya caressed the shoulder patted by Jing Yirong and looked at Jing Yirong. If it hadn't been for her, the arrow would have pierced her heart. Yue Ya had to be a little surprised at Jing Yirong's rescue, and Nalan Zhenqi was frightened. He looked at everything in front of him, stroking the crescent moon fearfully, "How are you? Are you scared?"
"I'm fine." Yueya took a step back without leaving a trace and left Nalan Zhenqi's side. Nalan Zhenqi's disappointment was beyond words.
Jing Yirong looked at the two of them indifferently and said nothing. Xiao Yan took a few steps forward and pulled out the arrow hilt that was sunk on the table. There was a white cloth tied to the arrow hilt. Xiao Yan untied the white cloth. The white silk satin was clearly written in blood. There are a few words on it, "The blood debt will be paid with blood within five days."
"Master," Xiao Yan handed the cloth to Jing Yirong again, "it seems to be a warning."
Jing Yirong glanced at it and handed it to Qin Zhongxu, "According to your opinion, who wrote it?" "Ling Yuechong," Qin Zhongxu said with certainty without even taking time to think: "There will be no one except him. To write something like this, he must have known that the person chosen by the king of the country was you. Dong Jie was one of his most popular assistants, but now he was defeated by you. He must have a grudge to send such a life-threatening warning. "You want my life in five days?" Jing Yirong sneered, "Could it be that Ling Yuechong would use someone like Dong Jie? It turns out that he is not only mentally ill but also has unrealistic dreams."
Nalan Qingyi looked worried, "Yirong, since this Ling Yuechong dares to shoot an arrow so blatantly to warn you, it means that he really has some strength."
"There should be quite a few people in the Qingyi Jianghu who want to kill me because of Yumojian. I think each of them should be worth a Ling Yuechong, so if you really want to worry, worry about those Jianghu people instead of this one who only knows how to be a king. Ling Yuechong, King Qi's lackey." In Jing Yirong's heart, only people like Yang Feng who follow King Jun Qi can be regarded as his right-hand man, while people like Ling Yuechong who ruined Feng'er's life cannot be considered human at all.
"Miss Jing, please don't underestimate the enemy," Qin Zhongxu reminded worriedly, "Ling Yuechong is really a person who can use any means. Since he said he will take your life within five days, he will definitely do anything in these five days. The hand is broken, so we all should be careful." No matter how nervous everyone was, Jing Yirong still looked calm. She walked towards Qin Zhongxu, picked up the cloth strip in his hand and put it on the candle, and the fire immediately After lighting the cloth, the bloody cloth turned into a ball of black impurities in less than a minute. Jing Yirong slightly curled his lips, "Since he dared to touch me, this is his fate."