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The county magistrate walked out of the hall and followed her gaze.

The mirror was shining!

What was wrong with these four words?

He waved his hand in front of Ji Yunshu's eyes.

Ji Yunshu didn't react. Her big eyes were still fixed on the plaque!

The county magistrate couldn't help but ask, "Yun Shu, what's wrong?"

She shook her head.

"Could it be that there's something wrong with those words?" Liu Qingping rubbed his chin and carefully examined his face. He muttered, "There's nothing wrong with that!"

When Ji Yunshu heard his mutterings, she retracted her gaze and glared at him with disdain. "Don't be weird."

"…"

"The Zhou Family case is over, I have to write you a set of case file."

"Yes, yes, yes."

"Then, I'll borrow Master's study. I'll be returning after I finish writing."

Strange, wasn't Ji Yunshu usually writing it at home before delivering it to the yamen? Why did he have to stay at the yamen to write?

How could he know that because of Ji Lingzhi's incident this morning, he might not even have the chance to sit on the chair when he returned now?

The cold floor was waiting for her.

Ji Yunshu was too lazy to say any more.

After all, it was difficult for a government official to cut off family affairs!

The county magistrate led her to the backyard and into the study.

"You can leave. I don't like to be disturbed while writing about case file." Ji Yunshu's tone was cold.

The county magistrate had a pug's posture as he smiled. "Good, good, good. The ink and paper are all on the table. Write them down properly. I won't disturb you."

After saying that, he took small steps and quickly retreated.

In this small study room, there were all sorts of things. The surroundings were filled with bookshelves filled to the brim with books.

This was the first time Ji Yunshu had entered the county magistrate's study in the past five years. The smell of books was rich and the decorations were exquisite.

Even the county magistrate, who was acting so coquettishly, had this level of appreciation.

Not bad, not bad!

Out of curiosity, she started wandering around a few bookshelves.

On the bookshelf, there was a case file with the words "Linjing Case" written on it. It attracted her attention.

Thus, he stretched out his hand and took it off.

Flipping through it, what entered his eyes was a line of words that read "The Case of Imperial State Duke".

Imperial State Duke?

Feeling somewhat familiar with it, he searched through his mind, but there was only a shadow in it.

Outside the door, just as the county magistrate was about to leave, his back bumped into a straight chest, and he was about to curse out loud.

Who didn't have eyes!

He turned around and met Jing Rong's sharp gaze.

She immediately shrunk into a kitten, her mouth trembling. "Rong …"

Before he could finish, Jing Rong stopped him softly, "Shut up."

In his panic, the county magistrate covered his mouth with his hands, not daring to breathe.

Liu Qingping, did you feel comfortable leaning on my scholar just now?

Jing Rong waved his hand and frowned, "You are not needed here. Go far away. If there's nothing else, don't bother us anymore."

Liu Qingping did not dare to make a sound. He covered his mouth with his hand and nodded repeatedly. He retreated a few steps, then turned around and left in a hurry.

Jing Rong shook his head slightly.

Forget it, I'm not a petty person.

He then walked into the study.

Upon entering, he saw Ji Yunshu with her back facing him, reading something.

"Didn't we just solve the case? Shouldn't we be resting? Mister is really diligent! "

The sound of that melodious voice gave Ji Yunshu a fright. She closed the case file in her hands.

He turned around and saw Jing Rong's frivolous look and his hanging hand.

What an inexplicable sense of joy!

Ji Yunshu called out, "Why is the prince here?"

"Can't I?"

"Of course you can, but at this time, shouldn't you be recuperating or tracking down the culprit who poisoned your subordinates?"

As she spoke, Ji Yunshu placed the case on the desk and sat down in front of it. She spread out a piece of paper on the table, picked up the inkstone with one hand, and grabbed her long and wide robe with the other.

If he did not mention the culprit, Jing Rong would be fine. Now that he mentioned it, Jing Rong was slightly unhappy.

Taking a few steps forward, he stood in front of Ji Yunshu.

"Do you know what kind of place Morgue is?"

Ji Yunshu chuckled. "Your Highness, where did this question come from?"

"Did you know that you left this king in the Morgue for one night?" His voice was filled with resentment.

Even if he was used to eating wild food in the mountains and had slept on wet red planks, he had never experienced such a sight after a night of slumber in the Morgue.

For example, which prince had slept with Morgue before?

Ji Yunshu raised her gaze to look at him. She had come to find her to reason because of this matter!

She slightly shrugged her shoulders, her tone still as flat as before, "If Prince comes to question this lowly one about this matter, how about this, this lowly one will also go to the Morgue to sleep for a night, how about it?"

"Let it go like this?"

"What else does Your Highness want?"

Just as she said that, Jing Rong suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her chest.

If not for the table separating them, Ji Yunshu would be in his arms again!

Could it be that the baby born to the Emperor was really that tyrannical?

Ji Yunshu's wrist was being gripped by a powerful force, causing her to feel pain between her eyebrows.

"Prince, please let go!"

Unexpectedly, Jing Rong's face was solemn as he stared at her, "This king does not want you to sleep at Morgue, but rather, this king is dissatisfied with your way of handling matters."

"What?"

"You are handling a case on behalf of This King. You should explain the case clearly to This King, so how can you find someone to talk to?" Yet, you escaped. This is how you handle This King's case? "

He was obviously unhappy!

Ji Yunshu actually had some form of infarction in an instant!

The next moment, Jing Rong said again, "You escaped like this, do you really not want to face This King anymore?"

Ji Yunshu shuddered.

"Prince, let me go first."

His wrist really hurt like hell!

However, not only did he not loosen his grip, he exerted even more force on her. With another pull, Ji Yunshu's body fell onto the table.

That scene was truly a little ugly!

"This King was injured for you. Did you see that?"

He moved his arm and slightly raised his injured hand.

Where did all this anger come from? This caused Ji Yunshu to feel somewhat confused, but she also felt a sense of fear in her chest.

Especially when he met those eyes that were filled with burning anger, it seemed as if there was a ball of fire burning in his heart that was becoming fiercer and fiercer!

After a long while, Ji Yunshu's red lips opened slightly, "Then, your highness, how do you want me to do? Should I go to Morgue to sleep for a night, or should I report this case again, or perhaps break my little arm and accompany Your Highness in pain? "

"This king does not care, little scholar. This king only has one hand right now, so it is inconvenient. From today onwards, you will accompany this king by his side, reporting this king's case to me word for word, while taking care of my clothes and food until this king's injuries recover!"