“This is the sagittal suture, also called a person’s half life gate. Looking at it this way, it’s like a cracked piece of jade that could split in two halves if you’re not careful. But Wei Yi, you’re different. Look, you still have hair protecting it, so there’s no need to worry about your head splitting open.”

The brush pointed to another spot. “This is called the supraorbital foramen, but there are no eyebrows above it, making it look like a monk.”

Pointing to another place, “This is the external auditory meatus—too small, not very sensitive.”

…

Finally pointing to one more spot, “This mouth is too wide. When heated, it was obviously pressed downward, and the teeth burst out. Food wouldn’t taste good at all. So Wei Yi’s set of white teeth is much more attractive.”

Wei Yi listened very attentively. Following the direction of Ji Yinshu’s brush, his gaze constantly moved, and he would contemplate from time to time, nodding to show he approved of what she said.

Ji Yinshu continued praising, “Overall, I prefer you, Wei Yi.”

“Really?”

“Of course it’s true.”

Wei Yi was overjoyed. He pinched the flesh on both his cheeks with both hands, smiling broadly as he said, “Right, I look much better than this fellow. Shu’er likes me, not him.”

Ji Yinshu lowered her head with a suppressed smile, raising her hand to cover it!

That scene!

The graceful posture of lightly drawn eyebrows.

Suddenly—

“Shu’er.”

Wei Yi called her name.

Ji Yinshu’s smile hadn’t been withdrawn in time. When she raised her eyes, her lips curved in a smile, as if frozen in that moment.

Coincidentally, she met Wei Yi’s eyes that held a faint tenderness.

“What is it?” she asked.

Wei Yi stared as if entranced, not responding for a long while, until a sudden gust of wind blew. Only then did his body sway and his eyes clear.

“Shu’er is very beautiful!” He praised.

Ji Yinshu let out a soft laugh, her smile becoming even sweeter.

That bright and clear smile was reflected in Wei Yi’s translucent eyes, like a landscape painting.

It mesmerized him!

Just at this moment, a maid at the door came to report, “Master Ji, a Miss Ji is looking for you.”

Miss Ji?

Ji Yinshu thought for a moment and nodded slightly. “Have her wait for me in the front courtyard.”

The maid acknowledged.

She let Wei Yi play by himself in the room, then washed her hands and went over.

When Ji Wanxin saw her arrive, she warmly came forward to greet her. “How have you been these past days?”

Not good!

But Ji Yinshu still nodded. “Quite well.”

“So many things have happened. I’ve been quite worried about you.”

“Worried about me?”

Ji Wanxin nodded. “You’ve been so close to Prince Rong, and the Chengqing Palace matter implicated Prince Rong, so I was worried that something might happen to you too. These past days, I didn’t dare come find you and could only worry anxiously. Today, taking advantage of Elder Brother not paying attention, I came out.”

As she spoke, she tightly grasped Ji Yinshu’s hand and said with relief, “Fortunately, everything has been resolved. Prince Rong is fine, and you don’t need to be implicated either.”

Such sisterly affection!

Ji Wanxin slightly furrowed her delicate brows. The red mole between her eyebrows was like an unopened peach blossom, tightly bundled.

Ji Yinshu responded with a gentle smile. “Thank you for Second Sister’s concern. This matter has already passed and need not be mentioned again. You also didn’t need to make a special trip, lest…”

Before she could finish—

“Don’t worry. Elder Brother and Second Brother went to handle the Crown Prince’s funeral today, so I sneaked out during this time. As for Eldest Sister… she doesn’t have time to concern herself with me either.”

By the end, her voice had become somewhat softer.

A cautious flavor!

Ji Yinshu understood her meaning and shifted her body slightly, asking with concern, “Is Eldest Sister doing well?”

“You could say she’s well, or you could say she’s not well.”

“Hm?”

Ji Wanxin explained haltingly, “Ever since the day she was sent out of the palace, she’s been shutting herself in her room, not wanting to see anyone. But she’s also not throwing tantrums like usual. You know, what Eldest Sister has cared about most in this life is probably the title of Crown Princess. But this time, she’s been so quiet it’s somewhat unusual, as if she doesn’t care much about missing the Crown Princess selection.”

Simply strange!

Ji Yinshu also found it strange.

How could Ji Muqing, who had been raised from childhood to be Crown Princess, be so willing to be kicked off the list because of contracting an illness? Even so, she shouldn’t be this quiet!

There must be something suspicious about this.

Moreover, why did His Majesty suddenly issue a decree to have Kong Yu replace Ji Muqing as Crown Princess?

The Kong family had fallen into decline—what virtue or ability did they have to produce a Crown Princess?

Ji Yinshu pondered in her heart but couldn’t find any thread to follow.

“Yinshu, what are you thinking about?” Ji Wanxin nudged her.

She came back to her senses and shook her head. “Nothing. I was just thinking that perhaps Eldest Sister has figured it out herself—the position of Crown Princess simply isn’t suitable for her.”

“I hope that’s really the case. But it’s also good. The Crown Prince had an incident, so it’s fortunate Eldest Sister didn’t marry into that situation.” Ji Wanxin was full of concern.

The two didn’t continue this topic. After exchanging a few pleasantries, Ji Wanxin left.

When leaving, she said she would come over when she had time during this period.

Toward Ji Wanxin, Ji Yinshu still held some reservations.

Ever since that night when Ji Muqing pushed someone to their death, when she saw that cut on Ji Wanxin’s hand, she had become somewhat vigilant toward this sickly beauty.

People, in the end, cannot be judged by the naked eye alone!

Right after Kong Yu left, Muruo arrived on her heels.

He had changed into clean clothes and shaved his beard, once again appearing as a high-spirited playboy.

Not a trace of the drunken appearance of someone who had seen through worldly affairs from the past two days.

When entering, he casually tossed out two words.

“Pulse examination!”

With that, he went to the back courtyard, pulled Wei Yi, who was fiddling with clay, into the room, carefully took his pulse, and even tapped his fingertips on Wei Yi’s wrist a few times.

Then—

He grasped his wrist and lightly tossed it aside!

Wei Yi’s hand happened to be thrown against the corner edge of the desk.

“That hurts! Brother Muruo, are you sick!” He grumbled with puffed cheeks.

Then rubbing his aching hand, he huffed out in annoyance.

Muruo unhurriedly poured himself a cup of tea and drank it with sweet satisfaction.

Ji Yinshu approached and asked, “How is Wei Yi’s condition?”

“What’s being treated is the brain, and what hurts is also the brain. This is very normal. If it didn’t hurt, that would be strange, and it would also mean I used the wrong medicine. From the looks of it now, the medicine was used correctly.”

“I see. That’s good then.”

“Jingrong urgently sent someone to notify me yesterday. I thought that stinking brat had died! I just ordered a paper figure at the paper goods shop. Oh! I ordered a female one, planning to burn it for him as a wife. Now it’s fine—that thing can’t be returned, wasting silver.”

So this guy does have some humanity after all.

Bah!

What paper figure? Brother, do you really hope Wei Yi would die!

Ji Yinshu furrowed her brows, too embarrassed to speak.

Who would have known—

Muruo suddenly stood up, putting away that expression that deserved a beating.

Very seriously, he said one sentence.

“Actually, on the day His Majesty ordered Kong Yu to marry the Crown Prince, I went to the palace and saw her.”