Chapter 1137

"Oh, is it my cousin?"

Chen Yueyan smiles and reaches out her hand, pinching her nails into Ji Rao's wound.

Ji Rao's face turned white instantly. His face showed an unbearable look. He felt that his nails were broken and his skin texture was stirring inside. He bit his teeth and said nothing.

The palace people at the back saw it and exchanged a look one after another. They laughed tacitly, but the smile was more or less despised.

Although Chen Yueyan is the eldest miss of the Chen family, she is really spoiled by her family. Where did she catch the prince of another family in the daytime, pick up other people's clothes and touch them.

The woman's virtue is really not reflected in her, which is so humiliating.

Soon the palace people brought the mixed water.

Chen Yueyan played with her hair hanging in front of her body and looked up at Ji Rao, "go and feed him. Don't waste a little."

The palace man walks over with a bowl. Ji Rao frowns and resists. The next moment, he is roughly pinched open and poured in.

It really makes people want to vomit. Ji Rao's intestines and stomach are not good. He vomited out.

Chen Yueyan's thin eyebrows slowly frowned, and her face was obviously not happy.

"You didn't eat what Miss Ben gave you?" She snorted coldly, then suddenly laughed again, "since you don't drink, you can't waste it."

She waved, "since seven princes don't want to drink, they all sprinkle on him. It's not a waste."

"Yes."

A few people are carrying a bucket to come over, directly from head to foot drenched Ji Rao thoroughly.

Ji Rao closed his eyes as soon as the water poured down, and the wound on his body slowly became hot and painful after a short gap. Under the fusion of pepper and salt water, he seems to have been smoked again and again.

Ji Rao raised his head slightly, and his nose was full of the pungent smell. His remaining light saw a passing figure not far away.

He gently pulled the corners of his pale mouth.

Chen Yueyan doubts, "what are you laughing at? Do you want to die? "

"Do you want to know what I'm laughing at?" Ji Rao turned his head and looked at Chen Yueyan faintly, "come here, I'll tell you."

"I don't know. Why should I go there?"

Ji Rao pursed his lower lip. His whole body hurt badly, but he was still struggling to maintain his sense.

"I suddenly think of an interesting story about your cousin. Don't you really listen?"

Chen Yueyan hesitated for a moment, or slowly put his ear close to the past.

But she didn't wait for Ji Rao to speak, but she waited for Ji Rao's saliva.

"Ah, ah Chen Yueyan screamed. She wiped her face with her sleeve and screamed.

Chen Yue smoke crazy, she is Miss Chen, such a noble identity, when has been treated like this!

It's disgusting, it's disgusting, she wants Ji Rao to die, she wants Ji Rao to die!

Chen Yueyan's face is ferocious, and she kicks Ji Rao out of the pool.

Putong.

Ji Rao is in the water.

That water is very cold, the whole body piercing chill a strength to drill into his body, Ji Rao mouth hold a breath, but there is no swimming strength.

He has to live.

You can't die so early.

Seems to have promised someone to live all the time.

Ji Rao closed his eyes, a little bubble from his nose out, he slowly down calm, as if not far from death.