Ji Rao took a deep breath and closed his eyes. The strength of holding the box in his hand was a little heavier.

In the evening, Han Yushou is next to Ji Rao, watching him eat.

The food on the table was very delicate, but Ji Rao didn't seem to have any appetite. He only ate a little of everything.

After talking with Ji Rao, Han Yu found out what kind of life the noble national teacher had lived and how luxurious he had eaten and dressed. It was ridiculous that he thought it was good to have a meal for Ji Rao that day.

"Do you have a bad appetite?"

Ji Rao looks up at Han Yu, and then at his desk. He has jade chopsticks in his hand, but he hasn't eaten chopsticks for a long time.

He waved to Han Yu, "come here."

Han Yu walked over.

Ji Rao hands to chin, holding chopsticks next to a finger, "sit."

Han Yu did not refuse to sit down, sitting upright, like a kindergarten teacher to listen to the children.

Ji Rao looked at him quietly. After a while, he felt funny. Then he pushed a plate of baked kidney paste in front of him and raised his chin, "eat."

Han Yusi brought it without hesitation.

Here only Ji Rao's bowl and chopsticks are prepared. Han Yugang is going to eat with his hands. A pair of jade chopsticks are suddenly handed over.

Han Yu, who has been acting quickly, is stunned this time.

"Don't you think I'm dirty?"

"I dare not." Han Yu took the jade sheath over and ate it with her ears flushed.

Ji Rao looked at his ears, thinking.

Now he's losing five senses, first taste.

No matter how delicious these things are on the table, he can't taste them. Only those sweet and greasy things, he can feel a little taste.

When Han Yu finished eating, Ji Rao waved, "let them take it."

When the table was finished, Ji Rao looked at the book for a while. When it was time, he went to feed the insects again.

The window creaked, as if it had been blown open by the wind, and the cold air slowly flowed into the room.

Ji Rao used a handkerchief to cover his wound, and went to the window to close the window. He looked outside. There was no one, so he closed the window. Turning around, he saw a man standing in front of him.

Ji Rao raised her eyes and looked at the man.

"Green wings."

It was green wing who came. He took off his hat with his black cloak.

"I know what the sorcerer wants."

He took out a bottle of painless pills and put it on the table. Ji Rao looked at the pills and said indifferently, "what do you want?"

"What do I want?" Green Wing murmured to repeat a time, looking at Ji Rao that piece with oneself some similar face, stretched out a hand to point own lips, "the sorcerer Lord then comes to kiss me."

Ji Rao frowned faintly.

"My thoughts are different from those of the Wu people, and I can't mix with them when I come to the world. I also want to know what they say about love. "

"I've got a cold Gu in my body. Isn't it ridiculous for you to seek love from me?"

Green Wing slanted the head, "who knows."

Ji Rao dun for a while, and then went forward, gently on tiptoe in the green thin lip kiss.

It's light, like a feather.

That soft touch let Green Wing a Leng, don't wait for him to react to come over, Ji Rao has stepped back.

"All right?"

Green Wing nods, the eye color is a little dark.

Ji Rao's body is cool. She has no emotion in her eyes. She can't love and understand emotion.

How could such a person risk his life to save Shen yun'an?