In this case, Ji Rao doesn't have to be a good man.

Anyway, Xu Sheng does not threaten the imperial power of the Baili family, nor does he threaten Baili Chen.

Bailichen is the emperor, he has no time to flatter.

"In a few days, I'll ask someone to find a ghost to replace him and release Jing Zhaoyin."

Bai lichen didn't speak.

"That minister leaves first."

Ji Rao saluted and turned away.

After waiting for him to leave, Bai lichen looks at his back outside the door.

Ji Rao goes back to the darkroom. No one dares to move Shen yun'an without his orders.

Shen yun'an, a talented man who used to be famous in the capital and an honest and upright official who was praised by everyone, and the good son-in-law of a beautiful lady in the capital, was casually rolled up by a broken straw mat and thrown on the ground. His face was covered, and only his blue and white ankles appeared.

Fortunately, it's not midsummer, otherwise it's not only corpse, but also fly and maggot.

Ji Rao squatted down and could smell the stench of the corpse. He stretched out his hand and held the tip of the dirty straw mat.

His hands are very beautiful. His knuckles are clear and slender. His white fingers look like the buds of flowers. His red fingertips look like the first spring color in the spring garden. His fingernails are mellow and transparent. The bone protrusion of his wrist is very clear. It looks too thin.

He gently lifted the straw mat to reveal Shen yun'an's warm face.

At this time what appearance, skin, eyebrows, such as ink painting, all can not see.

This is a dead face.

Dead bodies.

His face is blue and white, and his lips are deep purple when he is poisoned. It's very ugly.

It's so dead. It doesn't matter where you go to revive. It doesn't matter if you find Aladdin's lamp.

Ji Rao stood up, because there was no one beside him, and he crossed his waist and walked back and forth for two steps. His cold face was agitated.

There are many boxes on the shelf of the secret room. Ji Rao goes to those boxes, looks at them, and finally falls on a humble wooden box.

He reached out and picked up the wooden box. After opening the lid, there was a bug in it.

The whole body is white and tender and looks like a baby silkworm.

After the box was opened, it twisted slightly inside, felt Ji Rao's breath and stayed in it quietly.

It's hard for others to move in his secret room. It's still a problem to come in. Once he comes in, it's estimated that he will have no way to live.

These boxes are not locked. Anyone opens them. Gu Chong is not familiar with his taste, arouses his bloodthirsty instinct, and instantly sneaks into people's bodies to drain them.

Ji Rao has been dealing with poisonous insects since childhood. All the poisonous insects here are raised with his blood, so he is very close to him.

Ji Rao stretched out his hand, and the insect slowly climbed onto his finger and rubbed his finger intimately.

Ji Rao turns and walks to Shen yun'an's body, squats down in front of him, and then puts the insect on Shen yun'an's arm.

The insect shakes left and right for a while, then breaks Shen yun'an's stiff skin and goes in.

The blood in the corpse is no longer flowing, and even coagulates. Even if the poisonous insects enter, they can play a very small role.

Ji Rao waited quietly for a while.

Shen yun'an has not changed at all.

Ji Rao frowned. He stood up and walked out of the dark room.

"Somebody."

A palace man came over with a low brow, "national teacher."

"Go and tidy up the people inside, change their clothes, comb their hair and tidy up their appearance."