Muruo finished these words with drunken undertones, while Ji Yunshu remained silent for a long while.

Kong Yu’s willingness was to avoid implicating Jingrong, because she knew that Jingrong would exhaust all his strength for her. Perhaps in the end, Emperor Qizhen in his rage would completely disregard their father-son relationship and have him executed outside the Meridian Gate.

After all! In an emperor’s eyes, the most important thing was the expansion of power, and those who touched upon it would surely die!

Thinking that Kong Yu could consider all this, she truly was a clever woman.

“What, is Miss Ji saddened?”

Muruo’s words pulled her back from her wandering thoughts.

Saddened?

She looked confused. “Why would I be saddened?”

“If Kong Yu doesn’t marry to Qujiang in the alliance, perhaps she would marry Jingrong. Then what about you?”

“Me? What about me?”

“Why pretend to be confused with me?” Muruo smiled, simply turning to his side and pouring another mouthful of wine down his throat. He drawled slowly, “In this world, the most vexing thing is romantic love. Therefore, fine wine must not be let down!”

This wine jar will drink himself to death sooner or later!

His words were vague and unclear.

Ji Yunshu couldn’t be bothered to refute his words. She looked over at Wei Yi, who was warming wine by the stove. That foolish boy was fanning the stove with weak flames, drenched in sweat, lifting his sleeve to wipe his forehead again and again!

He was truly so earnest!

Muruo had indeed taken on a good disciple.

But Ji Yunshu’s brow furrowed as she asked the already thoroughly drunk Muruo, “When will you start treating Wei Yi?”

No response!

Was he asleep?

Just when she thought so, Muruo suddenly said, “Didn’t you say you could wait ten or twenty years? Why can’t you wait after just a few days?”

“I can naturally wait. I just don’t know when you’ll begin.”

“Since you’ve entrusted that foolish boy to me, don’t worry and don’t ask. Leave everything to me. In the end, whether he’s good or bad, it’s all my affair.”

Yes, yes, yes, it’s all your affair!

From now on, Wei Yi will eat and drink on your dime, and you’ll have to arrange his marriage too!

Ji Yunshu wanted to say something, but Muruo had already fallen asleep. The wine jar in his hand fell to the floor with a “thud.”

What a waste that this man doesn’t pickle himself in a wine jar!

Wei Yi had already warmed the wine and came running over happily, placing the wine beside Muruo.

Gently!

Then, lifting his head to Ji Yunshu, “Shu’er, did you come to take me away today?”

“No, you still need to stay here.” She replied.

“Why?” He asked, tilting his head.

Ji Yunshu asked him back, “Don’t you like it here?”

He shook his head. “I like it here.”

Probably not wanting to disturb the drunken Muruo, Ji Yunshu pulled him downstairs before saying to him, “Wei Yi, since you like it here, then stay here properly.”

Wei Yi’s mouth drooped with some grievance. His fingers moved, clutching her sleeve as he lowered his head and said, “But I want to be with you, Shu’er. These days, I’ve missed you so much. Last night, I originally wanted to secretly come find you, but after Brother Muruo found out, he had someone pull me back. All last night, he dragged me to sleep in his room, saying he’d watch me carefully and not let me escape.”

Though his words were somewhat sad, Ji Yunshu inexplicably felt like laughing. She lifted her hand and stroked Wei Yi, who stood a head taller than her.

Gently she said, “Wei Yi, can you be good and obedient? These days, Shu’er has been too busy with so many things to do. I promise you, once I’m done with everything, I’ll definitely come get you. Then we can leave the capital and go wherever we want. Okay?”

Wei Yi wiped his tears. “Of course that’s good! As long as I’m with Shu’er, anything is good. But can I help Shu’er with something? I don’t want Shu’er to be too tired. In the past at home, I would help them with their work. I can do everything.”

Looking quite “proud”!

He patted his chest!

Seeing him like this, a smile bloomed on Ji Yunshu’s lips. She said nothing.

As she withdrew her hand from his head, her sleeve swept by, and that folded piece of paper slipped out and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, before Ji Yunshu could react, Wei Yi had already bent down to pick up the paper from the ground, opening it quite curiously.

“What is this? Did you draw it, Shu’er?” He happily held up the paper, looking at it against the light.

“Give it to me!” She reached out to take it back.

But Wei Yi hid it behind his back and stepped back a few paces. “Shu’er is so stingy. Let me look at it.”

“…”

Wei Yi turned the paper left, then right, looking at it back and forth. His eyes suddenly lit up.

He exclaimed, “This is a footprint!”

Upon hearing this, Ji Yunshu’s expression froze. Then, in excitement, she snatched the paper from Wei Yi’s hands and looked at it carefully again.

That semi-circular pattern with orderly striations inside.

Wei Yi’s finger pointed over as he said excitedly, “This is a footprint! Shu’er, why did you draw a footprint?”

“Why is it a footprint? Wei Yi, why do you think it’s a footprint?” Ji Yunshu asked him.

To prove he was right, Wei Yi took the paper and placed it on the ground, then lifted his foot and pressed his heel down on the paper. On the white paper surface, a semi-circular shape close to oval was instantly imprinted.

And inside this shape, there were also some striations!

He picked up the paper from the ground and held it before Ji Yunshu, saying, “Shu’er, look quickly! This is a footprint. Before, when people bullied me, they would kick my clothes and leave footprints like this.”

How enlightening!

Ji Yunshu felt as if her entire bloodstream had cleared, her brain racing at high speed. Looking at the pattern she had drawn, the more she looked, the more it resembled one.

“You’re right, this really is a footprint.”

But looking at the footprint compared with Wei Yi’s, Ji Yunshu pondered again, murmuring softly, “Both are footprints, yet they differ greatly. So this footprint showing only the heel should belong to someone with very small feet.”

As soon as she said this, Ji Yunshu immediately rolled up the drawing. Looking at Wei Yi, she said, “Wei Yi, thank you.”

“What?”

Before Ji Yunshu could respond to him, she had already hurriedly left, rushing to the post station to find Jing Zhaoyin.

She hadn’t been gone long, yet now she returned to the post station. Jing Zhaoyin asked, “Why has Master Ji returned? Have there been new developments?”

“Sir, do you have a way to make these Qujiang soldiers expose their feet?”

“Ah?”