But even so, he can't help thinking, if he succeeds, will Ji Rao look at him more?

Suddenly he thought of the scar on his chest.

It was so cold and painful when the sword went into his body. Even if Ji Rao tampered with the imperial edict and took his throne, he always felt that he was ashamed of Ji Rao, but he was far away from the capital, and Ji Rao would not let him go. Between them, as Ji Rao said, there is really no affection to speak of.

But from the beginning to the end, Xiao Chengyin never thought of harming anyone. Ji Rao has always been the one he wants to do his best to accompany and protect in his heart.

Now this man has stabbed him in the heart.

No matter.

It's clear.

He almost lost his life, so he paid off Ji Rao.

In the future, no matter how Xiao Chengyu and Ji Rao are, they have nothing to do with him any more.

Xiao Chengyin came down from the couch. He felt shallow and couldn't sleep any more after he was awakened by the cold wind. He went to the window and pushed the window open behind him. The wind hit him in the face. Xiao Chengyin shook his body in an instant.

Staring at the shadow of the tree outside, his eyes were empty. He can't go back to Yiguo. If Ji Rao knows he's not dead, he won't give up. He knows Ji Rao's way of doing things so well that he can't leave any trouble for himself. He tries his best to get rid of the roots.

Xiao Chengyin smiles, but the smile is bitter.

Ji Rao, Ji Rao, from now on, we will have no more contact.

It's the annual day for all countries to pay homage. The palace has been decorated with lanterns and decorations for a long time.

Xiao Chengyu is wearing a dark yellow dragon robe with black dragon hovering on it. He wears a Mian Diao on his head. His temples are like knives and his eyes are like stars. His sharp thin lips are gently hooked and his tail is half a person's length. There are several palace people with drooping heads behind them.

"Here comes the emperor!"

Several guests who had already arrived got up and saluted one after another, "see the emperor."

Among the courtiers kneeling on both sides, Xiao Chengyu walked straight to the throne of the imperial banquet. After he sat down, he raised his hand and said, "everyone, flat up."

"Thank you, Emperor."

Dan Bi on the yellow curtain, Chen Jinqi below, after the emperor's guard of honor, Zhang Qingman, set up various seats. At the gate, the officials of Honglu Temple led hundreds of officials, and the officials of Li Fan court led the envoys of foreign vassal princes.

Envoys from all over the world stood up one after another to tell Xiao Chengyu about the affairs of the country. Xiao Chengyu answered them one by one with a smile, without any leakage.

In his hand, Xiao Chengyu sticks to the wine cup and gently shakes the wine inside, but he doesn't drink it. He only looks at it with deep eyes and a smile at the corner of his mouth. No one can understand what he thinks.

In a short time, the envoys and ministers of all countries arrived. But Xiao Chengyu hasn't announced the start of the banquet yet. He's still waiting.

Last night, Ji Rao was too late. This morning, Ji Rao didn't get up. Did he sleep another day?

"Here comes the queen!"

Xiao Chengyu's eyes lit up and looked up at the door of the banquet.

Ji Rao was wearing a man's Phoenix robe that Xiao Chengyu had specially cut, a red cloak, gold embroidery, a jade belt around his waist, and a gold crown on his head. He raised his head slightly and walked in step by step.

Xiao Chengyu's concubines arrived long ago, and Ji Rao was the only one who came late for the banquet. Compared with those gorgeous and charming concubines, Ji Rao is a little too simple, but if you look closely, you can see that Ji Rao is valuable.

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