If people did not witness his skills first hand, no one would ever believe that an idling-looking gentleman could be a god doctor. Truthfully, even his deceased old man would not have believed it. When Mo Ruo was young, his father truly resented him for not meeting his expectations. All day long, he kept grumbling about what a waste Mo Ruo was, seeing that he only knew how to play and nothing else.
Who could have expected that Mo Ruo had not only inherited his father’s skills, but had even surpassed him. In short, the patients his father could not save, he could! The poison his father could not solve was child’s play for him. Thus, Mo Ruo’s father was finally relieved. Happy that a burden was lifted, he went to drink to celebrate and, on his way back, he slipped, fell into the water, and became a ghost.
It did not cross Jing Rong’s mind that he was disturbing Mo Ruo’s leisurely sightseeing. The only thing that preoccupied him was Ji Yunshu’s face. If he had to, he will use his authority as a prince to drag Mo Ruo back.
Meanwhile, Ji Yunshu arrived at the East Courtyard. She had yet to enter when she heard a ruckus coming from inside. A foreboding feeling crept in, alarming Ji Yunshu.
The courtyard filled with flowers was now a mess and littered with broken plant pots. This did not stop an angry Jing Xuan from continuing to smash everything in sight while all the maidservants stood on the side not daring to stop her. This scene stirred her memory of Ji Yuanzhi wrecking her courtyard which made her remember the hate she had felt.
At this time, Wei Yi was squatting in a corner near the entrance with his head hiding in his arms, doing his best to bury his head in his knees. He did not dare to raise head in fear.
Ji Yunshu immediately rushed to him and crouched in front of him. She hugged his trembling shoulders and gently whispered in his ears, “Don’t be afraid Wei Yi. I’m here.”
Once he heard Ji Yunshu’s voice, Wei Yi quickly raised his head. His eyes were red and he was panic-stricken. Without hesitation, he wrapped his arms around Ji Yunshu’s waist and drilled into her embrace. “Shu’er, I’m scared! That big sister is terrifying.”
“It’s alright. There’s nothing to fear.” She gently stroked his back. She stayed with him until he calmed down. After that, she brought him back inside the room. “Sit here. No matter what happens, don’t go out.” She clearly told him.
Wei Yi nodded while his hands were nervously twisting his sleeves.
Ji Yunshu delicately closed the door after she went out.
In the meantime, Jing Xuan was sparing no effort in smashing plants inside the courtyard. “All those useless things, see if this princess can’t break everything today!” She overbearingly declared, then she broke two more flower pots. She was about to throw down another one when her left hand was grabbed by Ji Yunshu. Ji Yunshu exerted some force which immediately caused Jing Xuan to tear up from the pain.
“It hurts!” She turned around while frowning.
Ji Yunshu’s frosty expression, devoid of other emotions, made her shiver with fear. “You know how to feel pain? Then what about those plants and flowers that were forced to die?”
“What are you doing? Release me! I am a princess.”
“So what? Could it be that wrecking this courtyard is the deed of those shivering servants?” The tone she used gave out an oppressive feeling.
Jing Xuan trembled, but it did not lessen her arrogance. She used all her strength to free herself while bellowing, “All the flowers and plants, especially those plum blossoms, I want to tear and rip them off.”
“For what reason?”
“Because…” Jing Xuan bit her lips and clenched her fist tightly. Then, she continued while panting in anger, “Who let that idiot say that I am not as pretty as those flowers? Tell me where this princess is not comparable to those base things?!”
‘Oh my god! Are all the princesses from the imperial household such a lost cause? Smashing everything in sight for such a reason? How wonderful!1” Ji Yunshu was not in the mood to ponder on the archetype of a princess’ character. Her slender and black eyebrow raised. She drew near Jing Xuan. “Wei Yi isn’t an idiot. And, in the future, you better not say those things to him.”
“Hey!”
1.Ji Yunshu is being sarcastic if you didn’t get it.