Ji Rao looks ugly and doesn't speak.

Ji Xiao's hand slowly released, and then took the opportunity to wipe on Ji Rao's cheek, that face is really pale, like a piece of paper, fragile as if a glass bottle, feel the time can't help but want to put light strength, for fear of a accidentally broken.

"Want to live?"

His hand fell on Ji Rao's neck, very light, but Ji Rao's heart was completely lifted up.

He heard his own voice I want to

"That's good. Listen to me, or I'll kill you at any time."

Ji Rao looked at him quietly and didn't speak.

"Take good care of yourself. I'll send someone to look after you." Ji Xiao said and bent down, in Ji Rao's forehead gently fell a kiss.

Ji Rao heard Ji Xiao in his ear mixed with the voice of a sigh, tone some helpless, sounds affectionate to the extreme, "Ji Rao ah."

It's just that girothy doesn't move.

Ji Xiao can push himself out at any time. He can kill himself at any time.

Ji Rao's whole body is cold, and his blood seems to be flowing against the current. He only looks at Ji Xiao with his eyes open, and his eyes are full of alert.

It was not until Ji Xiao left that Ji Rao relaxed a little.

Ji Xiao left, but he didn't take the quilt and charcoal basin away from the prison, which gave Ji Rao some psychological comfort.

If it's all taken, I guess it's tonight.

Ji Rao pulled the charcoal basin hard, because he accidentally burned his hand, but he didn't know whether his nerve was too slow or there were too many injuries on his body. Without this one, he didn't feel how painful it was. He just looked at the white and swollen fingers, and still felt that it should be a little painful.

Ji Rao wrapped the quilt tightly, almost buried his head in it, and didn't show it at all.

After Ji Xiao goes back, just stepping into his palace, he sees Chen Yueyan holding a hand warmer at the door.

"Empress, empress, here comes the emperor."

Chen Yueyan, who was dozing by the door, suddenly woke up. She suddenly woke up with a spirit. Her eyes came and swept back. When she fell on Ji Xiao, her face lit up.

She ran over like a butterfly, "Your Majesty."

Ji Xiao twisted his brows and stepped back at the moment when Chen Yueyan leaned over. "The ceremony of accession to the throne has not been held yet. Don't call me your majesty."

I don't know why, he is particularly disgusted with this title now.

Chen Yueyan Leng Leng, "yes, husband."

She was right in an instant, "husband, where have you been? "

" naturally, I have my own business to do. " He walked into the room, and Chen Yueyan chattered in his ear. Ji Xiao didn't listen to a word.

Halfway through, he suddenly turned his head.

Chen Yueyan was scared for a moment, "how What's the matter? "

Ji Xiao's vision fell from Chen Yueyan's face to Chen Yueyan's hand hand warmer, "isn't this hand warmer from the interior office?"

"No Chen Yueyan curved his eyes and said with a smile, "this is my father from..."

"OK," Ji Xiao interrupts her impatiently, "is there any more?"

"No, no, just this one..."

Ji Xiao thought about it, but he still held out his hand. He didn't even notice how cheeky he was. "You can use this for me. I'll ask the house to bring you a new one later."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like