Chapter 325

Looking at Xiao Chengyu's astonished appearance, Xiao Chengyin continued, "he depends on his beauty. I saw it with my own eyes. His father doted on him so much that he could kill him. What do you think he did to help you win the throne? Brother, have you never thought about what Ji Rao wants? "

The throne.

The answer is just around the corner.

But it was too shocking for Xiao Chengyu to say.

Xiao Chengyu doesn't want to listen any more. He turns around and goes out of the door. He quickly walks to Huanye hall and stops at the door.

He wanted to ask himself whether he wanted the throne or not.

But when he really stood here, he didn't seem to have the courage to open the door again.

The candle was still burning inside, and all the windows were shining.

"The Emperor..."

Xiao Chengyu waves his hand. The palace people are ready to walk away, but he is stopped by Xiao Chengyu.

"He Did you sleep? "

"Well, I didn't wake up."

"Go down."

Xiao Chengyu quietly pushed the door open and went in. He didn't stay with Xiao Chengyin for long, but Ji Rao didn't wake up.

He went to Ji Rao's bed, opened the tent and sat beside him.

Ji Rao's face was red and his lips were dyed like Zhu Dan. When he closed his eyes, his long eyelashes left a shadow on his eyes. He lay on his side on the couch, with one hand on his pillow, his fingers curled up feebly, his roots thin and white, and his nails ruddy and smooth.

Xiao Chengyu saw him most of the appearance is expressionless, see he has never said the most is "slave something to retire."

I don't want to see him at all.

At that time, he designed to strangle Xiao Chengyin, but this man seemed to be everywhere, and he could always block back all his strategies. He watched as Xiao Chengyin was equal to him and Xiao Chengyan. At that time, he really hated Ji Rao ya, but he was helpless.

His father was reluctant to kill Ji Rao and never punished him.

Later, slowly, this gnashing disgust changed. He began to pay attention to Ji Rao and found that he was always submissive in front of people and indifferent in the back. That cold light appearance let a person see really unbearable. And then he began to become unwilling, he was jealous, why Ji Rao would choose Xiao Chengyin instead of him. What can he do less than Xiao Chengyin? Why can't Ji Rao be his?

……

Oh, yes, Xiao Chengyin has no mother, so he has better control.

Xiao Chengyu doesn't dare to think about it any more. Looking at Ji Rao's sleeping face, he can't help reaching for his face.

Ji Rao felt it. He shrank for a moment, hummed twice, and murmured, "Emperor No more

Xiao Chengyu was struck by lightning. His hand is stiff, so dull looking at Ji Rao.

The Emperor

Xiao Chengyu certainly does not naively think that Ji Rao is calling himself.

Is it not that the emperor's elder brother has become a minister under his skirt

"And his beautiful face."

"He's on beauty. I saw it with my own eyes."

He really wants to drag Ji Rao up and ask him what is the relationship between him and his father, why his father wants him to be buried with him when he dies, why he will let a slave move to the imperial mausoleum, or even the same coffin as the emperor?

Xiao Chengyu's heart was in a state of confusion, and his breath was in a state of confusion.

If Ji Rao wants the throne, he can understand it. But Ji Rao ruozhen has that kind of relationship with his father. He

He has no position to blame or dissatisfaction, but as long as he thinks about it, his heart is like a thorn, full of anger and resentment, and he doesn't know where to go.