Poor Lang Po.
His words surprised Ji Yunshu. She frowned. “But Mo Ruo said…”
Jing Rong interrupted her before she finished speaking, “Didn’t I already say that rascal Mo Ruo has bad intentions? You still trust his words?”
Oh! Ji Yunshu’s eyes widened slightly as she finally realized that she’d been played by both Mo Ruo and Tang Si. She was still too green compared to those wily foxes.
To her surprise, Jing Rong lowered his head to look straight into her almond-shaped eyes and held her chilly hands. “Yunshu, this prince has never hidden his intentions over the past half a year. You couldn’t still be unclear about them, right? There shouldn’t be any doubt that, in this life, this prince will not tolerate any woman beside him, apart from you.”
The depth of feelings and sincerity he expressed were irresistibly charming.
She opened her mouth and replied in a small voice, “I’ve never doubted you; I’m clear about how well you treat me.”
“Then why are you still mad at me?”
“Am I?”
“It’s all written on your face.”
She felt a little guilty. She couldn’t deny that her heart had been feeling as uncomfortable about the situation as the muggy weather had been. She turned away, refusing to reply.
Looking at her pout, Jing Rong grinned, but it disappeared again in a split second. He let go of her hands and turned his gaze towards the fine drizzle outside. His back to her, he walked towards the doorway, speaking in carefully measured tones, “Actually, I knew that you’ve been troubled these few days. Since Wei Yi was injured, you felt guilty and pained; I should have gone to comfort you immediately and stayed beside you and Wei Yi, but I didn’t. You may call me cold or heartless, but Yunshu, I’m even more scared than you are, because I’m the one who should feel guilty! From the beginning, the only one Jing Yi wants to eliminate is me. I’m terrified that if I look at Wei Yi and his injuries, I would turn into a cold-blooded killer like Jing Yi.”
Ah! Yes, he was terrified! He was afraid that if he saw Wei Yi lying unconscious and covered in blood, he would lose his last trace of compassion towards Jing Yi. He would then harden his heart and kill him. Wouldn’t he really turn into Jing Yi then?
Ji Yunshu was shocked. Her heart pounded as she gazed at that strong, steady back. She opened her mouth to reply, but nothing came out.
Jing Rong turned and continued speaking, “That’s why Mo Ruo has been bringing news about Wei Yi. I’m relieved that he’s doing well. Yunshu, I promised you that I will not become a second Jing Yi and I’ll keep my word. Therefore, even after this incident, I still choose to give him another chance. However, I can’t guarantee if this will be the last time.” In his eyes, lay a steely resolution.