“Could you pass a message to Prince Rong?” Su Ziluo was calm.
“What?”
“Please inform him that if there is a next life, I, Su Ziluo, will definitely have his head.”
“Sure, I will pass on this message.” The masked man accepted readily.
Su Ziluo closed his eyes fearlessly from start to finish; all that remained were heartache and hate! The next moment, the masked man lifted his sword, and thrust toward him…
……….
Meanwhile, in the capital, everything had returned to normal after the departure of the Qujiang envoys, and the bloodbath at the border of Lang Province did not affect the now peaceful city.
On the day Su Ziluo left, the Capital Governor had visited the Rong Estate with an imperial order, “Since the missing girls case and the matter with Qujiang have been resolved, it is time to start investigating the Lin Capital Case. I have ordered someone to Lin Mountain and if there are no hiccups, the coffins will be unearthed in the next couple of days. His Majesty has also ordered this.”
Jing Rong asked, “Is there a place to safely store the 67 coffins?”
“We were originally supposed to send them to the crematorium, but there were too many coffins. Leaving them where they were was also inappropriate, so His Majesty has prepared an empty estate in the city’s West. If the need arises, Teacher Ji can also stay there.”
He wanted Ji Yunshu to move? No way! And if she did move, who knew what would happen without him at her side.
Jing Rong refused immediately, “No, it’s where the coffins are to be placed – there will be too much Yin energy. If Teacher Ji were to move there, what difference would it make if he stayed in the crematorium?”
“Yes, yes, Your Highness is right. It is only a bit more convenient – if Teacher Ji does not wish to live there, there is no problem.”
‘Wasn’t it just a suggestion? Simmer down, Your Highness!’
“Fine, first unearth the 63 coffins at Lin Mountain and bring them to that manor.”
“Yes!” The Capital Governor excused himself.
After Su Ziluo’s departure, Ji Yunshu was out of it the entire day and wanted to go somewhere to recollect herself. She happened to hear of this matter and approached Jing Rong, suggesting that she should make a trip to Lin Mountain herself.
“It’s too humid there.”
“I know, but my face is all better.” She pointed at her cheek!
When she had returned last night in female garbs and was not wearing her mask, Jing Rong had already noticed her face. Only a faint trace of a scar remained just beneath the corner of her eye – one would miss it if one was not looking for it.
Jing Rong pondered briefly, then agreed to go with her.