Ji Wanrong quickly put on his clothes, washed himself casually, and rushed to Ji Lingxiao's Xie residence without even dressing up.
But when she walked hurriedly and felt the main courtyard where Ji Lingxiao was, she saw an unexpected person.
Yuan Yizhi.
Yuan Yizhi was sitting in the hall of the main courtyard, and Ji Lingxiao was sitting next to her. Both of their expressions were very solemn, as if they had swallowed flies.
"Rong'er..." Ji Lingxiao heard Ji Wanrong's hurried footsteps and called her hesitantly.
Ji Wanrong's heart skipped a beat, and she had a bad intuition.
She called Yuan Yizhi next to her, then hurriedly took a step forward, walked to Ji Lingxiao's side, squatted down, and looked at him levelly.
Now Ji Lingxiao's legs have almost recovered and he can walk normally, but he can't walk for too long, so he is still in a wheelchair.
"Brother, why does your expression look so wrong? You called me here early in the morning, but what did you learn?"
Ji Lingxiao listened to Ji Wanrong's hurried question and opened his mouth, but felt a little unsure of how to speak. He raised his head and glanced at Yuan Yizhi.
Ji Wanrong even saw the glint of water in Ji Lingxiao's lowered eyes.
Yuan Yizhi understood what he meant, nodded understandingly, and took over the topic.
"Princess Han, I came to Xie's house today because I received your message yesterday and came to see you specially. Firstly, I wanted to thank you, and secondly, because I have been feeling a little bad recently. That medicine worked before. , but now the effect is much worse.”
Ji Wanrong nodded.
She told her yesterday that Yuan Yizhi came to Xie's house to find her.
First of all, she was originally going to come to Xie's house today to talk to her brother about what happened in the past few days.
Secondly, Mo Jiecheng had just interrogated Lu Zhongfeng the day before yesterday. He was covered in blood and his aura was as cold as Shura. Ji Wanrong still can't forget it, let alone Yuan Yizhi.
Yuan Yizhi's mood was unstable to begin with. She was afraid that Yuan Yizhi would meet Mo Jiecheng in Prince Han's Mansion and remembered the past, so she asked her to meet at Xie's residence.
But he didn't expect Yuan Yizhi to come here so early in the morning.
Yuan Yizhi's face was still very pale, his eyes were swollen, and he looked very haggard.
Ji Wanrong thought that Lu Zhongfeng was able to subdue the law, and she took the medicine he gave her on time.
Logically speaking, the situation is much better than before, but unexpectedly, it is getting worse.
"Today I took the liberty of coming to Xie's house early in the morning. The reason is that I can't stay in the empty Lu Mansion for a whole day."
"As soon as I closed my eyes, what appeared in front of me was Lu Zhongfeng's face and the baby in my arms. She kept crying and asked me why I wanted to kill her. Did she want to ask me? Claim your life!"
"I thought it was because I had too much obsession in the past, so I asked Xiao Lu to take the pillow to her room and let Xiao Lu watch over me while I slept. But I didn't expect that as soon as I closed my eyes, I could see the baby's face and even When she grew up, she held a dagger and stabbed it into my heart with hatred in her eyes."
"Princess Han, is this a disease? Or am I doing evil things and letting my children ask for their lives? I can't tell the difference anymore!"
As Yuan Yizhi said this, he couldn't help but began to sob, and his whole body started to tremble.
Xiaolu hurriedly stepped forward and held the trembling Yuan Yizhi in his arms.
Xiaolu was a dowry that Yuan Yizhi brought back from Jiangnan. After Yuan Yizhi went "crazy", Lu Zhongfeng sold her out on charges of poor care.
Yuan Yizhi was thinking about it and immediately redeemed Xiaolu yesterday.
Xiaolu sighed and opened his sleeve towards Ji Wanrong. What Ji Wanrong saw was a long wound. The wound was new and it looked like it was cut with a dagger.
Ji Wanrong looked at it, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he asked: "Xiao Lu, what on earth is going on?"
"The master always felt that someone was going to kill her. At some point, he took a dagger and put it under the pillow to defend himself. Last night, the slave saw her crying so much that he wanted to go forward and hug her, so she also hit the slave."
Yuan Yizhi had no memory of the incident, and he didn't know when the dagger got under his pillow.
But when she heard this, she felt extremely guilty. She sobbed and shook her head and left Xiao Lu's arms: "Xiao Lu, it's me who can't help you. I'm crazy. I shouldn't have asked you to come back."
Xiaolu's eyes turned red as she listened.
She shook her head and rolled up Yuan Yizhi's sleeves, and Ji Wanrong saw many hideous wounds on Yuan Yizhi's wrists, which seemed to be caused by the same dagger.
"Master, I know you didn't mean it. You treat yourself the same way, but you don't remember it at all. I advise you to come to the princess as soon as possible, just because I want the princess to cure you quickly!"
"If you continue like this, you won't even know when you will kill yourself!"
When Ji Lingxiao and Ji Wanrong saw this scene, their pupils were burned by the multiple scars on her arms, and their faces looked a bit in disbelief.
This is not like Yuan Yizhi's self-mutilation due to depression, because the medicine she prescribed for depression no longer works for her.
She doesn't remember anything she did and it seems like she's going crazy and hallucinating.
But Ji Wanrong thought of the ointment mixed with hallucinogenic drugs last night, and felt that all these things were not as simple as they seemed.
Ji Wanrong suddenly felt a bit cold all over his body.
She asked softly: "Sister Yi, is there anything around you or in your food that can emit a faint fragrance? The smell is so good that people can't help but want to smell it a few more times. "
"But on the days when I went to Lu Mansion, this thing didn't exist. It reappeared before, or yesterday?"
What Ji Wanrong found very strange was that when she went to Lu Mansion, she didn't smell the medicine at all, otherwise she would have known about it.
Yuan Yizhi was slightly stunned when he heard Ji Wanrong's words.
Xiao Lu wanted to talk about eating, but Yuan Yizhi hesitated and said something else.
"The sweet-scented osmanthus... bloomed in the yard. It bloomed just yesterday. There are many flowers in my yard. I like flowers very much, but after I became critically ill, no one took care of them, and they all withered."
"Yesterday, the sweet-scented osmanthus bloomed in the yard and smelled very good. I asked Xiaolu to open the window and let the smell of sweet-scented osmanthus float in. I felt that was my new life."
When Ji Wanrong heard these words, something suddenly flashed through his mind, but he heard Ji Lingxiao's voice suddenly ringing out, with a heavy sadness in it.
"Rong'er, do you remember? Our mother likes begonia flowers very much."
"And in my memory, my mother's situation before she died was exactly the same as what Miss Yuan just said."
After Ji Lingxiao finished speaking, his knuckled palms tightly squeezed the armrest of the wheelchair at hand. As soon as he closed his eyes, tears rolled down his eyes.
Ji Wanrong raised his head in surprise and froze all over.
