Chapter 962: Dance on the Grave
Ji Wenyi is very confident.
People with good looks will not have the same power and status as them; people with slightly better status may not be able to match their good looks.
Xiao Chujing is just a guy. When Ye Xiaoman gets tired of playing with him, he is still alone. Can he compare with the rich taste of his brothers?
If Xiao Chujing wants to blame someone, he should blame his mother for not giving him a brother.
Ji Wenyi picked up the jade sculpture representing him, fell from the sky, and crushed Xiao Chujing's jade sculpture.
He is determined to win.
Only two jade carvings remained on the chessboard.
Ji Weiming gritted his teeth and said, "I understand."
Ji Wenyi extended his hand to Ji Weiming: "Alliance?"
After countless disagreements and struggles, Ji Weiming and Ji Wenyi finally held hands, "Brothers, we are united."
"Its sharpness can cut through metal." Ji Wenyi arrogantly made a request, "My marriage is already broken..."
"Don't worry, my royal brother." Ji Weiming agreed readily, "If I can enter Zhishui's mansion, I will definitely take you with me."
The two brothers reconciled.
When they came, it was Ye Xiaoman and Ji Wenyi alone. When they left, it was Ye Xiaoman holding Ji Wenyi's left hand and Ji Weiming's right hand, the three of them loving each other.
Before entering the palace, Ji Wenyi and Ji Weiming separated tacitly. Ji Wenyi took Ye Xiaoman back to the bedroom through the secret passage, while Ji Weiming went to deal with Yue Mushan.
Yue Mushan was wandering outside the bedroom. He had just received a sudden notice that he was not allowed to set foot in the bedroom from now on. Ji Wenyi had imposed even more restrictions on him.
Yue Mushan was alone and weak, and was helpless.
He originally wanted to transform himself into a cat and sneak into the bedroom to check things out, but the high-level magic circle around him immediately revealed his true form.
Ji Wenyi's repeated vigilance against him made him even more convinced that Ji Wenyi had something to hide.
Fortunately, he had already won Ji Weiming over to his side.
Yue Mushan waited anxiously at the pavilion where he and Ji Weiming had formed an alliance in the morning. In the evening, he finally saw Ji Weiming walking towards him.
"Brother Weiming, is there any news?"
"Brother Mu Shan, you've been waiting here all this time? You've worked hard."
Ji Weiming smiled politely, but his body language was not as enthusiastic as it was in the morning.
He told Yue Mushan the results of his investigation today.
"I have already investigated thoroughly. We have misunderstood Ji Wenyi. It turns out that the reason why the emperor did not allow us to see Shishui was because he used a new type of treatment that required Shishui to be treated in an environment isolated from external interference."
Yue Mushan glanced at Ji Weiming with some suspicion: "Are they in seclusion?"
Ji Weiming: "Yes, that's right, it's seclusion."
Yue Mushan: "If he's in seclusion, then why did Ji Wenyi take his sister out again today?"
Ji Weiming replied calmly, "My informant identified the wrong person. My brother and Shishui have been staying in the palace."
Yue Mushan's cat ears were folded into airplane ears. He didn't quite believe what Ji Weiming said, but he had no evidence to prove that Ji Weiming was lying.
"Brother Weiming, can you tell Ji Wenyi that I can help out, pass things around, and clean up? I used to do all that, and the other palace servants didn't pay as much attention to their work as I did."
Ji Weiming refused outright.
"No."
"In the next few days, I will go over and help."
Yue Mushan was obviously unhappy.
Ji Weiming persuaded him kindly: "As long as what we do is for Shisui to wake up soon, we don't have to go to her every day."
"Well, when I come back and see Jiaying making a scene at the palace gate, go and persuade him to go back."
Yue Mushan was unwilling to get involved in muddy waters.
Jiaying's one-month care period will begin tomorrow, but Ji Wenyi is delaying his release, saying that the nursing conditions at Yongning Temple are poor.
"Brother Weiming's words are much more effective in front of Jiaying than mine. You should go in person."
Ji Weiming said, "I have to go and help my brother, so I really can't spare the time."
He persuaded Yue Mushan gently.
"Shisui's treatment is at a critical juncture. Maybe this time she will wake up. If we interrupt her midway, and something bad happens, neither you nor I can afford that loss."
When it comes to Ye Xiaoman, Yue Mushan is willing to be infinitely tolerant.
He agreed.
Ji Weiming dealt with Yue Mushan and left immediately.
Yue Mushan stood high on the pavilion and found that Ji Weiming's steps today seemed particularly relaxed.
He intuitively felt that Ji Weiming had betrayed him, and he would investigate the truth alone next.
The alliance between Yue Mushan and Ji Weiming broke down in less than a day.
night.
Ye Xiaoman lay on the bed in Ji Wenyi's bedroom, then stood up and did parkour, like a hamster on stimulants.
During the day, she saw with her own eyes Ji Wenyi and Ji Weiming walking aside and whispering for a long time. When they came back to her, the two brothers had reconciled.
She had a hunch that she would be able to eat rice bowl soon.
As the night slowly fell, her anticipation reached its peak.
Especially Ji Wenyi and Ji Weiming suddenly disappeared.
Should I go somewhere to wash myself and wait for her to come over?
Finally, a palace maid came to inform her.
"Your Majesty, His Majesty and His Royal Highness Prince Rui invite you to proceed to Changmen Palace..."
Before the palace maid could finish her words, she felt a gust of wind rushing towards the door, and a black shadow passed by at a terrifying speed.
The only sound that could be heard in the night wind was Ye Xiaoman's obscene laughter.
"Hehehe~"
When Ye Xiaoman arrived at the destination, she was deeply shocked.
What surprised her was not that Ji Weiming and Ji Wenyi had really washed themselves and were waiting for her, but that the place they arranged for tonight was the cold palace where Sikong Qing was.
The narrow and shabby house had great difficulty in placing a luxurious triple bed, which almost took up most of the space in the house. It could be said to be quite interesting.
Ye Xiaoman stood in front of Sikong Qing's ice coffin with a confused look on her face.
Ji Wenyi on the left and Ji Weiming on the right.
The three of them looked down at Sikong Qing together. Ye Xiaoman's eyes widened, Ji Wenyi had an elegant smile on his face, and Ji Weiming had a calm expression. The only thing the two brothers had in common was their inherent cruelty.
Sikong Qing's face was pale, his eyes were tightly closed, and his bright red clothes looked faded. He was unconscious and unaware of anything in the outside world. Of course, it was impossible for him to jump up and condemn the injustice he suffered.
Ye Xiaoman roared, "Do you really want to play like this?"
Shocked, she confirmed once again: "In front of Sikong Qing? A pathetic vegetative person?!"
What should we call this? Playing in front of a sickbed, or dancing in front of a grave?
Ye Xiaoman thought this scene was very classic. It was like the terminally ill husband turned his head with difficulty and saw his philandering wife and her lover having fun in front of his bed. The husband was so stimulated that his condition could have been saved, but he kicked his feet and died of anger.
He couldn't close his eyes before he died.
If she put herself in Sikong Qing's shoes, she would be so angry that she would die.
Is it necessary to do things so drastically?
Why don’t you just unplug Sikong Qing’s oxygen tank!
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