Chapter 57 Why Can’t You Like Me?

"Who else could it be?" Ji Weiyu muttered in dissatisfaction, "Isn't it the Prime Minister of Dayong who is said to be as gentle as jade, but is actually full of conspiracy and calculations."

Yan Qing's voice was not clear: "Do you know him?"

"I know." Ji Weiyu nodded, and then emphasized, "This is really the result of divination, not me."

Yan Qing did not comment.

"Your Highness likes him?"

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows, his expression was casual and lazy: "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Ji Weiyu choked: "Although it is not my turn to ask about Your Highness's affairs, that person is not worthy of Your Highness."

"Whether he is worthy or not, you have the final say?"

Ji Weiyu shook his head. It really doesn't count if he says so. He just doesn't want His Highness to like someone else.

"You don't need to get involved in my affairs, just take care of your own business." Yan Qing stood up and walked towards the warm room, "I'll go and rest for a while."

Ji Weiyu said, "I'll have someone get some hot water to soak your feet."

"No need." Yan Qing said, "Let me be quiet for a while."

Ji Weiyu watched her enter the warm room, and a touch of tenderness appeared on her delicate and handsome face.

Your Highness is so nice.

Good looks, good figure, good temperament, everything is good.

The more I look at her, the happier I am.

Ji Weiyu reluctantly retracted his gaze, sighed softly in his heart, and turned to walk out.

Standing on the steps of the palace, looking at the guards on duty outside the palace, Ji Weiyu was silent for a long time, and turned to go to the second floor of the Son of God Palace.

The second floor is different from the bedroom on the first floor. It is full of empty and quiet atmosphere. Pushing open the door of the palace, a solemn and solemn fragrance of agarwood came to my nose.

Ji Weiyu went to the side hall to change into a snow-white robe, and knelt on the futon in the inner hall.

A figure sneaked in silently behind him and knelt on the ground: "Master."

"Speak."

"The gates of the imperial city have been arranged, and no disturbance can be transmitted to the outside. Please rest assured, master."

"Is Ji Mingzhu crazy?" Ji Weiyu lit three incense sticks, and the fingers holding the incense were slender and flawless, as beautiful as a woman.

"No." The man in black bowed his head and reported, "She just smashed everything that could be smashed in the hall, and then lay on the bed and went to sleep."

Sleeping in broad daylight?

Ji Weiyu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "She didn't take her anger out on the servants in the mansion, which was beyond my expectation."

Leaning slightly, he inserted the three incense sticks into the incense burner. Ji Weiyu's movements were noble and elegant, revealing a bit of holiness that was not stained by dust.

"Does your Highness have any instructions?"

"I asked you to investigate the Dayong rebels. Have you made any progress?"

"There is not much progress for the time being. We only know that two generals have died in the Dayong court, and no one knows who killed them." The man in black replied, "We should have to wait for three days for more news."

Although they have a special eagle, the distance between Dayong Imperial City and Chu State is far, and the eagle's delivery speed is not so timely.

Although the eagle is indeed faster than the spies who are rushing to deliver the message.

Ji Weiyu's eyes fell on the incense burner, watching the three incense sticks burn out, "Dayong's Prime Minister Wen Jin, I want to know all his details."

"Yes."

The young man's voice was a little more ruthless: "Take out all his ancestors, the more detailed the better."

"I obey your order."

Ji Weiyu waved his hand, and the man in black retreated in an instant.

He was the only one left in the hall. After the three incense sticks burned out, Ji Weiyu walked into the inner room, sat cross-legged on the cushion, and looked at the hexagram plate in front of him.

"How can I break you up?" Ji Weiyu stared at the hexagram plate, with a bit of sinister dissatisfaction in his eyes, "It's obvious that they are not a good match, isn't it just that one face is more beautiful?"

After saying that, he couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Is this prince ugly? Not ugly? Why can't you like me?"

The young man was uneasy and couldn't see the things on the hexagram as he wished. He sat there for a while, threw out a dagger from his sleeve, pulled it out with one hand, and the scabbard fell off.

Ji Weiyu stared at his fingers, took the dagger and scratched it, and the bright red blood dripped on the hexagram plate. In an instant, it seemed like a magic shuttle. Dark vortices appeared on the hexagram, layered and unpredictable, making people dizzy.

Ji Weiyu shook his head, endured the dizziness in his head, and tried to see the content presented on the hexagram clearly.

However, the dark and strange picture was like an endless dark forest, changing too fast, and all the pictures were intertwined into a chaotic image. After watching it for a long time, it was dizzy.

Ji Weiyu had to close his eyes. When he opened them again, the hexagram disk had returned to a calm state. There was nothing there, just like when he came.

Failed again.

Ji Weiyu was a little frustrated. He stared at the hexagram disk coldly, as if he was disappointed with someone: "Why can't you be more motivated?"

Throwing away the dagger, Ji Weiyu tore off a corner of his clothes and simply bandaged his fingers. When he stood up, his body couldn't help but stagger.

He quickly supported the white wall to stabilize his body.

His heart was surging and his head was dizzy.

Ji Weiyu knew that he had hurt his vitality. It was the same last time. He was careless and poisoned because of his hurt vitality. It took him two months to recover his vitality.

How long would it take this time?

Ji Weiyu stood quietly for a moment, waiting for the dizziness to pass, and then turned to leave the inner room.