After everyone left, Jing Xi thought about it and decided to stay and tell Ji Mo Han what Wan'er had said. She felt that Ji Mo Han was terribly crazy now, but if she told Ji Mo Han that Yan Wan was lying to him and that everything she did for him was just for his own use, wouldn't he go even crazier?
Jiang Bai tugged at Jing Xi beside him, signaling her to leave with him quickly. Ji Mohan had lost his mind, and they should leave as soon as possible, lest they be caught in the crossfire.
Jing Xi leaned closer to Jiang Bai and whispered, "Go outside and wait for me. Wan'er left a message for Ji Mohan. I'll be there shortly."
Jiang Bai paused for a moment, then nodded, indicating that he respected Jing Xi's decision. Afterwards, he followed Ji Mosheng and left.
Seeing that everyone had left except for Jing Xi, Ji Mohan looked at her with some confusion. Jing Xi, seeing the cold look in his eyes, had no choice but to ask tentatively, "I wonder if Your Highness has read the letter Wan'er left for you?" She gestured toward the table, where the letter was placed.
"Not yet," Ji Mohan said in a deep voice.
Jing Xi took a deep breath and decided to wait until Ji Mohan had read the letter before speaking. She felt that if she dared to speak now, he would definitely get up and tear her apart, after all, Ji Mohan's mental state was really worrying.
Jing Xi said with a forced smile, "Then I have nothing else to say. If Your Highness has any questions after reading Wan'er's letter, perhaps I can answer them for you. Um, I, I'll take my leave." As soon as Jing Xi looked up, she saw Ji Mohan's gloomy expression. She was unsure of what she had said wrong.
Forget it, running away is the best of the thirty-six stratagems, she'd better slip away first. Jing Xichao nodded to Ji Mohan and prepared to leave, but when she reached the tent entrance, she suddenly stopped and said seriously, "If Your Highness is interested in that position, I can lend you a hand."
Jing Xi thought it over carefully. Although Ji Mohan was somewhat mad now, it was undeniable that he had made real achievements in the past and loved the people like his own children. He had protected the Yin Kingdom for so many years. Now the Yin Kingdom was in turmoil, and there were countless spies planted in the shadows. It really needed a decisive and efficient leader.
"Heh, Miss Jing, you don't need to worry. What I want, I will hold firmly in my hands." Ji Mohan said coldly. In less than three days, his father's abdication decree was issued, and that position was ultimately his.
He didn't want to compete or fight; he just wanted to live a peaceful life with Yan Wan. However, everyone was pressuring him, and even the heavens took Yan Wan away. Since that was the case, he was determined to sit on that supreme throne. How could he suffer alone? It would be fair if everyone suffered with him, wouldn't it?
Ji Mohan seemed to have come to terms with it. He got up and sat down at the table, looking at the letter that was placed squarely on the table. It was the last gift Yan Wan left for him, which he had been deliberately ignoring and had never dared to open.
The small envelope had only four large characters on it: "To be opened by Hanhan." Ji Mohan slowly reached out and picked up the letter. It was such a light letter, yet Ji Mohan used all his strength to pick it up, and his hand was trembling.
The usually aloof, cold, and unapproachable war god prince now looked at the letter in front of him with red eyes.
He couldn't face reality and refused to believe that Yan Wan had left him forever.
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