Chapter 859

Green Wing has seen Ji Rao.

When Ji Rao was a child.

At that time, Ji Rao was also like this, because he was planted with cold Gu, and his temperament was colder than ordinary people. The witch people of his age are not with him. He is always alone.

But Ji Rao should have no impression on Green Wing.

"Take care."

A gust of wind swept from Ji Rao's ear, Ji Rao turned his head, and green wings had gone out.

He reached for the jade bottle on the table, opened it and swallowed one.

This bottle is more than the last one.

It's the only way he can survive.

It's just Yan Jun's blood

Ji Rao closed her eyes.

This morning, Ji Rao sat in front of the bronze mirror, waiting for the palace people to put on his hair. The silver crown was put on and the hairpin was fixed. Ji Rao stood up, opened his hand and let the palace people put on his smock.

The weather is getting colder and colder. The clothes for autumn and winter are ready for him early in the morning. There are two copies in the house, one for the emperor and one for the national teacher. They never dare to leave.

"Han Yu."

Han Yu came in. He looked at Ji Rao today, and his face seemed a little white.

"Prepare the sedan chair."

"Yes."

Early in the morning, he gave Yan Jun a salute and asked him to go to the teahouse when he was free.

Yan did not refuse, soon gave a reply.

When Ji Rao got into the sedan chair, Han Yu stood outside the sedan chair. He hesitated for a moment, turned his head and looked at Han Yu, "or you can stay in the palace."

After all, Han Yu is a subordinate of Yan Jun, so it's hard to avoid embarrassment.

Han Yu knows that Ji Rao thinks for him, but

He remembered Ji Rao's tired appearance when he came down from the bed that day.

Yan Jun knows how much he hates Ji Rao. The bloody figure on the mass grave seems to be hovering in his mind.

Han Yu bit her teeth. "I'll go."

Ji Rao nodded and went straight to the sedan chair.

At this time, there were not many people in the teahouse. Ji Rao came out of the sedan chair. As soon as they saw Ji Rao's silver mask, they immediately recognized him.

One after another kneel salute, "see the national teacher."

It's like meeting the emperor.

The emperor is the king in their heart, and Ji Rao is God in their heart.

Han Yu and her son, ah Ji Rao, look at the people kneeling down beside them. They are full of excitement. What can they do for them.

He went to see Ji Rao. Ji Rao just looked cold, as if he had seen nothing strange about it.

Ji Rao looks up at the Tianzi private room on the second floor.

There is a window is open, Yan Jun side face down to see, condescending eyes with Ji Rao's line of sight.

Even so far apart, Ji Rao still felt a palpitation when he looked at him.

He hid his eyes and waved to block the boss who was going to take him upstairs.

Han Yu followed him up. Ji Rao stood at the door. He just wanted to push the door. He looked at Han Yu next to him. "You wait here."

Han Yugang wanted to say something. Ji Rao patted him on the shoulder.

That gentle strength blocked all the words Han Yu wanted to say.

"It's OK. I'll call you if I have something."

Ji Rao pushes the door and enters. Han Yu sees that Yan Jun just turns his head inside. His eyebrows are sharp. His dark eyes are dark and full of wind and rain. It's frightening to see more.

Before he could see it better, the door closed in front of him.

Han Yu took a deep breath, then leaned on the side, waiting for Ji Rao to come out.