Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

Xiao Chengyu nodded. He was obviously not the one who would only ask nonsense.

"Before Rao Gonggong entered the palace, he was everyone's son?"

"No, it's just the son of a pariah."

Xiao Chengyu smiles, but his smile is not sincere. "Don't be modest, Mr. Rao. I just know that Mr. Rao has such knowledge today. It's because I've lost my eyes."

"The second prince's praise is too much for the slave."

Xiao Chengyu said with a smile, "today I happened to meet my father-in-law, so I asked him what it meant to make my third brother the prince."

This is really the right question. Besides the emperor, only Ji Rao knows what's going on, but can Ji Rao tell him?

Ji Rao Gong said by the way, "the emperor's mind, where do we dare to speculate when we are slaves?"

"That's not necessarily true. If a slave can't grasp the master's mind all the time, how can he come near to serve him. My father-in-law is my father's favorite slave. I think he will know about any decision he makes. "

Xiao Chengyu then threw out his olive branch, "my father-in-law also knows that my third brother has no talent, no relatives, no status, and I don't know what father and Emperor want to do to give him the title of Prince. Besides, he has nothing. Things in the palace are always changing. My father-in-law is a wise man. Think about it earlier and don't stand in the wrong line. "

Ji Rao is not moved, it's still that sentence.

"It's forbidden to form a clique without permission in the palace. Slaves are the emperor's people. Naturally, they serve the emperor wholeheartedly. They don't want to do anything else."

The smile on Xiao Chengyu's face finally faded, "father Rao is really Let me look at it with new eyes. "

Ji Rao lowered his head, "there's nothing else. I'll leave first."

Xiao Jue's attitude was really subtle. He couldn't figure it out for a moment. He had contacted Xiao Chengyin in the past. After he decided Xiao Chengyin as a chess piece in his heart, he always paid attention to his movements. When he saw that he was miserable, he helped him several times, but all of them were secretly. This time, Xiao Jue found out that it was the second day he encouraged Xiao Jue to make Xiao Chengyin the crown prince. How could a sensitive and suspicious person like Xiao Jue not think much about it.

These two days, Xiao Jue called him to the palace as usual and asked him to help with the memorial.

When Ji Rao opened the memorial in front of another table, he couldn't help thinking that if those ministers knew that Xiao Jue had given him the memorial, they might have rushed over and chopped their heads with their swords.

"Chengyin seems to be infected with cold today."

Ji Rao's action pauses for a moment. She doesn't know what Xiao Jue means by this, and she doesn't dare to answer.

Xiao Jue stretched out her hand and asked the palace man to take off his cumbersome robe. "Don't you take a look?"

"I have never heard of it."

Xiao Jue's head crown was taken off, his ink hair fell down to his waist, and he was left with a white satin lining. He waved his hand and let the palace people go out. He went to Ji Rao barefoot to see him read.

Ji Rao's hand clenched.

Xiao Jue looks at it, and it happens that Ji Rao criticizes a copy submitted by yuan wailang, which probably means that it's raining again.

"Write" play again, dismiss. "

Ji Rao imitates Xiao Jue's handwriting.

Looking at Ji Rao's writing, Xiao Jue chuckled and said, "it's like my handwriting. If I'm ill in bed in the future, won't the imperial edict change with you?"

Ji Rao suddenly kneels down, a color of fear, "I dare not!"