Ji Wanrong twitched the corners of his lips, turned around and quickly walked out of Wutong Garden regardless of Mo Jiecheng's reaction.
Walking this road again, Ji Wanrong's mood was not as heavy as before.
And as soon as today's incident comes out, Ji Yunyao will lose all the money by stealing the chicken.
From the reaction of the eldest princess, she could tell that Ji Yunyao's reputation for filial piety was self-defeating, and her image in the eyes of everyone was also very bad.
I didn’t expect that today would be a blessing in disguise.
Although she was falsely accused of poisoning and was almost arrested in Jing Zhaoyin, she took advantage of this opportunity to not only bring Mrs. Ji back to life, but also restored her sanity.
With her in charge, Ji Lingxiao's life will definitely be much easier from now on.
When Lin Wenrui was in trouble, she was happy and relaxed.
And what happened today also gave everyone a chance to see Ji Yunyao's true face.
If Mo Jiecheng still thinks that Ji Yunyao is pitiful and innocent, and doesn't believe that Ji Yunyao gave her the human skin mask, then she will not have no chance of winning if she really gets into trouble in front of the emperor.
When Ji Wanrong thought of this, he felt a lot more relaxed and his steps became brisker.
Until a male voice came from the night, and the voice was magnetic: "Aren't your legs weak and you almost fell to the ground? Why are you walking so fast? Sparks are almost worn out under your feet."
Ji Wanrong turned his head in surprise, and saw Mo Jiecheng's slightly tired face in the night.
He took another step forward with his long legs and walked side by side with Ji Wanrong.
Ji Wanrong blinked: "Aren't you with your baby Yao'er? Why so fast? It shouldn't be."
Mo Jiecheng could clearly hear the yin and yang in her tone, and he frowned slightly: "Don't talk nonsense, it is not suitable for me to talk to her alone at this moment."
It means rejecting Ji Yunyao's request to chat.
Ji Wanrong looked at his bad expression and raised his eyebrows in surprise.
It turns out that this man has eyes, so he is not blind.
Today was the first time he saw Ji Yunyao lying. Did it break the perfect image of this savior in his mind?
Seeing Mo Jiecheng in a bad mood, Ji Wanrong's mood improved inexplicably.
So she suppressed the secret joy in her heart and asked in a pretentious manner: "I see that you look very bad. Is it because you are in a bad mood?"
Mo Jiecheng lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, acquiescing.
"What? I wasn't caught in Jing Zhaoyin's cell, and I didn't free up the princess' position. Are you unhappy? Don't worry, I will..."
Before Ji Wanrong finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Jiecheng's voice.
"Ji Wanrong, I believe your words." His voice sounded particularly low in the night.
"Huh?" Ji Wanrong was confused and didn't know what he said for a while.
"As for the human skin mask, I believe that the assassination has nothing to do with you. After all, you have excellent medical skills. If you want to kill me, you don't need to go to great lengths."
"I will investigate this matter in detail based on what you said. I will bear the pressure from the military camp and my father."
Based on what she said, investigate the matter in detail.
The meaning is to investigate the origin of the human skin mask from Ji Yunyao.
Ji Wanrong felt that he finally said something human.
She remembered that Mr. Wu who went to Prince Han's Mansion to arrest her in the middle of the night was Jing Zhaoyin's adjutant and Lin Wenrui's younger brother, so she said something secretly.
"As for Siqin, I've already asked her to report to the official. I'm not forcing you to take a look. If you're curious about the person behind the scenes that day, you can go take a look."
Although Ji Wanrong said this, he felt in his heart that it was unlikely that he would send someone to Jing Zhaoyin to check on the person who instigated Grandma Chen.
Unexpectedly, Mo Jiecheng nodded silently again, with a sense of powerlessness on his face as he accepted the reality.
"The king will send someone to see it."
After saying this, Ji Wanrong found that the two of them had arrived at the door of Nanyang Houfu.
The entrance to the Nanyang Marquis Mansion was now empty, no longer as heavily guarded as before.
When he first entered the Hou Mansion, the soldiers at the door were blocked by military orders and had to fight Mo Jiecheng a few times. When he saw Mo Jiecheng, his eyes were bright and there was some admiration on his face.
However, besides the carriage of Prince Han's Mansion, there was another carriage parked at the gate of the Marquis Mansion.
Looking at the sign on the carriage, it is probably the carriage of the Princess's Palace.
When Mo Jiecheng saw the carriage at the Princess Mansion, he didn't know what he was worried about. He frowned again, and then asked Ji Wanrong to get on the carriage first.
When Ji Wanrong heard this, he was a little curious about the relationship between Mo Jiecheng and Princess Changhe.
But she didn't ask, instead she climbed onto Prince Han's carriage with her skirt in hand.
Ji Wanrong has experienced too many things today, which really makes Ji Wanrong feel exhausted.
She leaned against the carriage and fell asleep. She didn't know how long it had passed before she vaguely felt Mo Jiecheng getting on the carriage.
As soon as I closed my eyes, I fell asleep for a long time.
When she woke up again, she saw that the carriage had arrived at the door of Prince Han's Mansion.
"Have you just arrived?" Ji Wanrong opened his eyes sleepily.
"Well, we just arrived." Mo Jiecheng cherished his words like gold.
Ji Wanrong heard this, nodded, and climbed out of the carriage with his skirt in hand.
Gu Mingyue and a large group of servants stood at the door of Prince Han's Mansion, while Chongzhou was squeezed in among the crowded servants.
It looked like they had been waiting for a long time.
Gu Mingyue was wearing aqua blue clothes and a hosta on her head. She was elegant and simple. Although low-key, she looked like she had been carefully dressed.
When Ji Wanrong saw her, he was startled for a moment, and then remembered that Mo Jiecheng had lifted her restraint and given her the power of housekeeper.
"Your Highness, you are finally back." Gu Mingyue glanced at Ji Wanrong and pretended not to have seen him. Instead, she looked at Mo Jiecheng behind her, her eyes brightening.
When Mo Jiecheng saw Gu Mingyue, he was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he had lifted her restraint.
"Wei Chen has ordered his servants to prepare a late-night snack for you. Your Majesty, you have been working so hard, so you might as well drink some hot soup."
When Gu Mingyue saw Mo Jiecheng's eyes falling on her, the smile on her face widened even more. She walked to Mo Jiecheng's side softly and said softly.
Hot soup?
After hearing what she said, Mo Jiecheng felt that he was exhausted and his stomach was empty. It would be great if he had a bowl of hot soup to warm his stomach.
So he nodded to Gu Mingyue, with a rare hint of satisfaction on his face: "Send the hot soup to my study."
Ji Wanrong didn't feel it at first, but when he looked at it now, he felt that Gu Mingyue's appearance in the night was somewhat similar to Ji Yunyao's hibiscus in clear water.
She raised her eyebrows with interest.
Wave after wave of beauties come to him for "late-night chats." This bitch is really blessed with a lot of love.
Chongzhou waited for a long time before Mo Jiecheng came back, and he hurriedly squeezed out.
"Your Majesty, we have an idea of what you ordered your subordinates to do! There is still a guest waiting in the flower hall."
When Mo Jiecheng heard that things had come to light, he was immediately relieved, "Since there are guests visiting late at night, I will go and meet them first. Ji Wanrong, you go back first, and the soup will be sent directly to the flower hall."
Chongzhou scratched his head: "That Mr. Zhao is here to see the princess, not you, the prince."
Mr. Zhao?
A man came to his Prince Han's Mansion late at night to look for Ji Wanrong?
Mo Jiecheng's eyebrows furrowed into the character "Chuan".
