Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

After they found the second prince's gift, they went back to the banquet. Ji Rao glances at Chu's house. Chu WANYING has gone back, and Xiao Chengyu also sits back. The man and woman in the original text didn't even have eye contact from beginning to end.

After the banquet, instead of sitting in a sedan chair, Xiao Jue walked back slowly. After a few steps, Xiao Jue waved, "you all go down."

The palace gradually retreated, Ji Rao also wanted to go, but Xiao Jue grabbed the sleeve.

"You stay."

Ji Rao's heart suddenly gave birth to a fear.

Xiao Jue definitely put someone beside him, which he always knew. Sometimes I think Xiao Jue is quite different. He can put on his own eunuch.

When everyone stepped down, Xiao Jue looked at the lotus in the pool with the same tone,

but Ji Rao knew that he was a little drunk. Just at the party, Xiao Jue drank a little too much.

"Just left?"

"Yes."

"What did you do?"

"Slave, I just had a bad stomach."

"I don't feel well."

“…… Yes

The night is warm and the moonlight is falling down. It's like spreading a silver carpet for the whole garden. There's no sound nearby. It's very quiet.

In the moonlight, Xiao Jue turned to see Ji Rao.

Ji Rao stood there respectfully, as usual. Four years later, the little one who just came to his chest has grown to his chin. His skin is like jade, and the teardrops at the corners of his eyes are more and more obvious. When he looks up at people, he is very coquettish, but unfortunately, Ji Rao almost never looks up at him. In front of him, Ji Rao is always so respectful.

But in this person's heart, clearly did not show such loyalty.

Xiao Jue took out a machete from his waist. It was a tribute from the western regions. The handle of the machete is decorated with several shining gems. The blade is long and small. It's convenient to wear around on weekdays.

"Ji Rao, look at this." Xiao Jue drew two strokes in front of Ji Rao. Ji Rao looked up and saw that the moonlight reflected by the blade just flashed past Ji Rao's delicate face.

"What do you think?"

"Very good."

"I think so, too." Xiao Jue looks at Ji Rao with a smile, and then goes to Ji Rao's shoulder mercilessly.

The sound of cloth splitting.

Ji Rao didn't feel any pain at first, until he saw his blood dripping on the ground.

But he still stood in his original position, motionless.

"The Emperor..."

Xiao Jue looked at Ji Rao's bright red cut on her white skin. Her flesh and blood turned out. She couldn't help but put out her hand and poked her finger on the wound.

Ji Rao's face turned white slowly.

"Does it hurt?"

"No pain."

Xiao Jue added two parts of strength again, smile lightly, "ache?"

“…… It doesn't hurt

Xiao Jue's fingers went in again. Ji Rao seemed to be able to hear the sound of her skin texture being split.

Ji Rao exudes cold sweat on the forehead, the voice is a little bit forbear a way, "ache."

Xiao Jue's hand finally pulled out.

Ji Rao takes out the white handkerchief from the sleeve and hands it up. Xiao Jue takes it over and slowly wipes her hands.

"Ji Rao, you are my slave. If one day I catch you doing something behind my back, "he said softly in Ji Rao's ear. His voice is the same as the murmur of hell devil," I'll kill you and feed the dead body to the dog. "

Ji Rao slowly knelt down, posture humble to the soil, "I dare not."