Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

Ji Rong carries people all the way back to the palace. Many palace people see it on the way. Ji Rao thinks that this behavior is still a bit inappropriate, so he drags Ji Rong's clothes, "or you'd better put me down."

Ji Rong didn't speak, but he didn't mean to put him down. His fierce eyes swept around, and those palace people all lowered their heads in fear.

Ji Rao stopped talking.

"What are you doing here?"

"I accidentally dropped that pill. I can't find it. How about not taking it for a day?"

Ji Rong's face sank immediately. "No, I can't even eat it for a day. I'll get some more for you."

Said he turned the direction, took two from own palace to come out, after looking at Ji Rao to let him eat, this just put down the heart.

Since then, Ji Rao has been under house arrest. Except that he can walk nearby, someone will come out to stop him. His health is not good or bad, and he doesn't feel like he is going to die at any time. But Ji Rao thinks that he is living harder now.

I don't know why I live.

Once upon a time, he wanted to live a free life in the palace, but now he can't even go far. He lives like a man in a cage every day. The people he can contact every day are Ji Rong and the palace people.

Ji Rong had a headache after criticizing the memorial in the evening. He stroked his forehead.

"Your Majesty, do you want to go back to the palace to rest?"

Ji Rong was silent for a long time, and gently shook his head, "no, let's go to Ji Rao palace."

"Yes."

No matter how late he goes to Ji Rao every day, sometimes Ji Rao has fallen asleep. He just stands by Ji Rao's bed and looks at him, then goes back to his palace.

In the court hall, Ji Rong was resolute and resolute. Many corrupt officials were worried. He has a clear sense of reward and punishment, but as long as a courtier mentions Ji Rao's existence, he will become very sensitive. If someone asks Ji Rao to make a feudal residence, he will be very angry.

Ji Rao sat in front of the table, looking at the candlelight on the table, staring at the changing flame. His dark eyes reflected the light of the fire, a delicate face with a thin light color. His eyes were blank, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He recovered a little when he heard the scurry of footsteps outside.

After a while, with a squeak, a man came in with the cold wind.

"Ji Rao."

Behind him is Ji Rong's promising voice. Ji Rao doesn't move. He drops his eyes and doesn't respond.

Ji Rong had some cool air on his body. He roasted in the charcoal basin for a while. After some cold air, he came around to Ji Rao from behind and sat down. "Don't you sleep yet?"

"Well." Ji Rao is holding scissors to cut the candle.

Ji Rong looked, "can't sleep?"

"Brother Huang, have you finished criticizing the memorial?"

Ji Rong nodded her head gently.

Ji Rao looked up at Ji Rong's tired face and said, "if you're tired, go back and have a rest."

Ji Rong shook his head, "listen to the palace people say you didn't eat much tonight, what's the matter?"

“…… It's just no appetite. "

"Did the palace man make you angry today? I've already sent him to the Department of criminal justice for twenty years. "

In fact, his mood is getting worse and worse when he is locked here, that is, he will feel bored and anxious out of thin air.

He used to be a man who didn't get angry easily, but today he is angry with a palace man.