Chapter 290

Today, I asked the Prime Minister of Chu to come here to warn him that the Imperial Palace was not a place for his Chu family to run wild, and that his slaves could not be disciplined by others.

Xiao Jue slowed his voice and said, "it's time to reach the hairpin. Remember to teach her not to be so headstrong all the time. No matter how long your hand is, don't stretch it into the palace."

The Prime Minister of Chu was terrified and said, "I dare not."

"Step back."

"Yes..."

Ji Rao went back to wash his hands first, and half a basin of hot water was filled in the small basin. Ji Rao looked at his hands in the water in a daze.

In fact, the way of massage in the palace is mostly the same, which makes such a big difference. There was a kind of incense burning in Xiao Jue's room. Ji Rao bought all these things, but there was something mixed in the spices, like a chronic poison.

Day after day, year after year, Xiao Jue has more and more headaches. Ji Rao always puts some fresh oil on her hands to relieve the discomfort caused by the poison. That's why Xiao Jue feels that Ji Rao is very comfortable.

Ji Rao thought that in about a year, Xiao Jue would be gone. He washed his hands, wiped them with a cloth, and looked at the falling leaves outside the window.

In the late autumn of next year, the palace will change its owner.

That night, Xiao Jue had a headache because of the tight border war. After Ji Rao helped him approve the memorial, he went directly to the east palace.

It's late for him to go back. Xiao Chengyin has undressed and is ready to go to bed.

Hearing the announcement from the palace people, he quickly put on a piece of clothes to open the door. Ji Rao's delicate face suddenly reflected in his eyes, "Why are you here at this time?"

"Go in and say."

Xiao Chengyin turns over and asks Ji Rao to go in. When they go in, they close the door.

It's very cold outside. When Xiao Chengyin sees Ji Rao's hands are red, he subconsciously reaches out and puts Ji Rao's hands in his hands. When he looks up, he just bumps into Ji Rao's puzzled eyes, and Ji Rao's nose is red. Xiao Chengyin has never seen Ji Rao like this, and his heart softens for a moment.

"I I think your hands are a little cold. Is it cold outside? "

"It's really cold."

Xiao Chengyin pursed his lower lip and let go of Ji Rao's hand. "I'll get you Mrs. Tang."

When he turned around, he clearly heard his chest full of sounds about to jump out.

Ji Rao thinks Xiao Chengyin is a little strange, but he doesn't think much about it.

Xiao Chengyin hands Mrs. Tang to Ji Rao, and Ji Rao holds it in both hands, inexplicably clever.

"Why are you so late? What's the matter? "

Ji Rao took the brush with him. His fingers were thin and white when he tried. He was very beautiful.

When Ji Rao put down his pen, Xiao Chengyin looked over and saw that it was a "mountain".

"What does that mean?"

Under the candlelight, Ji Rao explained to Xiao Chengyin in a low voice. It was not until late at night that Ji Rao returned to his yard.

The next day, the three princes were called by the emperor.

When Xiao Chengyin arrived, Xiao Chengyu and Xiao Chengyan had already stood inside. After he went in, he subconsciously looked behind Xiao Jue. Ji Rao, who was grinding ink, just raised his head. They looked at each other quietly, and Xiao Chengyin was quite calm.

Xiao Jue looked at her three newly grown sons and nodded.

After all, he was a father and son. At the beginning, Xiao Jue talked about family customs first. The atmosphere was almost there before the topic changed.

"A few days ago, there was news from soldiers that a large number of officers and soldiers from the enemy began to attack our Guanshan city. We don't have many defenders. If you are a garrison general, what should you do? "