Fi Buruk Yang Melawan Surga: Dipaksa oleh Huáng Shū - Bab 231

“A snatch? Why did a snatch suddenly show up? Itu tidak mungkin…” Fu Ruoqing vexedly defended herself, but she caught Xiao Ye’s displeased eyes.

“I’ve made my decision.” Xiao Ye glanced at Fu Ruoqing with dissatisfaction, “And I will make it known to the public tomorrow. Jing Lang, you’re supposed to find out the snatch and catch him. Do punish him with due severity since this rampant thief dared to despise the law in the Imperial Capital of Dong Qing country. He can’t be let off easily.

“Iya, Yang Mulia.” Jing Lang, who stood at the door armed, bowed down and responded.

“Sehat, kamu bisa membawanya pergi.” Xiao Ye waved his hand and said, “I didn’t expect that you could make friends with Jing Yue after you met the eldest princess.”

“Yang Mulia, I met her in a unique restaurant in the Imperial City and I promise that even you wouldn’t forget the food there if you come to have a try.” Jing Lang smiled gently, menurunkan tubuhnya.

“Oh? Seperti yang Anda katakan, it’s just a restaurant. In my Palace, there are no shortage of excellent imperial cooks. Even the most sumptuous feast is a piece of cake for them, which is not a small restaurant can compare.” acuh tak acuh, Xiao Ye shook his hand and said, “Pergi sekarang.”

“Terima kasih. Yang Mulia.” Jing Lang bowed down and then walked to Jing Yue who knelt on the ground, tanpa mengatakan apa-apa lagi.

“You can stand up now.” Throwing his eyes on Jing Yue kneeling on the ground, Xiao Ye opened his mouth and ordered.

“Terima kasih, Yang Mulia.” Dengan wajah pucat, Jing Yue tried to stand up, but her legs became stiff since she had knelt for a long time. Jing Lang’s eyes flashed lightly and then he walked forward to hold her up. Under Jing Lang’s help, Jing Yue finally stood up and suddenly, dia berteriak.

“Apakah kamu baik-baik saja?” Jing Lang asked. Sementara itu, her calling caught Xiao Ye and Fu Ruoqing’s eyes. Fu Ruoqing squeezed the hanky tightly, worried that Jing Yue would say something inopportune.

“Tidak. I just sprained my ankle.” Jing Yue lowered her head and said.

“How did you sprain your ankle…?” Xiao Ye frowned, trying to ask her more but he was interrupted by Jing Yue. “Jangan khawatir, Yang Mulia. Saya baik-baik saja, but I may need to ask General Jing Lang to do me a favour and assist me on my side.” Dengan senyuman, Jing Yue said.

“Tidak apa-apa.” Xiao Ye waved his hand and didn’t think much. Melihat mereka pergi, Fu Rongqing also came into a gentle relief.

Jing Yue trembled and leaned on Jing Lang to move forward. Her abnormal behaviour made Jing Lang feel a bit strange. Noticing Jing Yue’s shaking hand, Jing Lang was going to ask but Jing Yue stopped him in a low voice.

Diam-diam, they headed to the gate where a carriage had been arranged for her because of Jing Yue just said her feet were twisted. Jing Yue behaved normally as if she really sprained the ankle, at least no one found anything wrong by far.

Through the opened curtain of the carriage before the gate, Jing Yue saw a person sitting inside, Perdana Menteri, Jing Zhan.

And Xing Er stood near the carriage, memanggil dengan hormat, “Yang mulia.”

Jing Yue now understood why Jing Zhan would suddenly appear. It must be Xing Er who turned to him.

“Go back to Mansion.” After she finally walked to the back of the carriage, Jing Yue’s legs couldn’t help but tremble ceaselessly. All the vigilance she had pretended was taken off. She was so exhausted that she closed her eyes and fell. Segera, Jing Lang held her tightly, with panic in his eyes.