Chapter 1177

"My father is so ill that he can't even speak." Ji Xiao raised his eyes and looked at Ji Rao with a faint smile. He waved to him, "come on, I want you to see my father."

Ji Rao, even though he was unwilling, didn't dare disobey Ji Xiao at this time.

He moved a step son, almost move to rub to walk toward the bed in front of the past, left two steps outside, Ji Rao stopped, "son minister, see father Huang."

He said so, but he didn't kneel down. He only gave a salute with his hands empty. He looked like he was just trying.

There was no response.

Ji Rao looks at Ji Xiao, some doubts in his eyes, and some fear that people can't see through his eyes.

"It's said that my father can't speak any more. Why are you still arguing with him?" The smile on Ji Xiao's face didn't decrease, but her tone was more casual. This kind of languidness made people feel numb.

Especially the light here is so dark, Ji Xiao stands there with a smile, and the pressure on Ji Rao's heart is not small.

Ji Rao's face slowly showed the color of amazement.

I can't talk.

Has my father been

He looked into Ji Xiao's eyes and didn't see any meaning of denial from inside.

Ji Rao immediately stepped back, "since my father has died, why do you want me to come?"

"I just think you should see him. After all, if you tell the world about his death, you will never have a chance to see him again. "

Ji Rao looks a little ugly.

What's going on now?

In a gloomy space, a prince's Royal Highness with cool back, plus a corpse on the bed.

Ji Rao's legs are a little soft.

He always thought that nothing good would happen here.

"I Why do I want to see my father? "

Ji Xiao didn't answer him. He took a step towards Ji Rao. Ji Rao immediately stepped back. Ji Xiao no longer stepped forward. He just stared at Ji Rao tightly. His eyes were like vines. He couldn't breathe.

"We haven't seen it for half a month."

Is that right?

Ji Rao didn't notice the time.

I don't know how to live without Ji Xiao.

After all, Ji Xiao is beside him, so he always doubts whether Ji Xiao will kill him the next second.

He has always been such a changeable person.

From small to large, it has never changed.

He believed that Ji Xiao would only die faster.

Ji Rao looked up at Ji Xiao and saw his pale and tired face. He said, "my father is seriously ill. His royal highness acts as an agent for government affairs. He manages everything every day. It's understandable that he hasn't seen me for such a long time."

"If I were emperor, would you like it?"

Ji Rao

Again.

Last time, it was such a strange question.

Ji Rao didn't know how to answer.

"Your Highness, the dragon and Phoenix among the people should be the emperor of a country."

Ji Xiao smiles.

His laughter reverberated in the space, sounding ethereal and frightening.

If Ji Rao didn't have a little sense, he would think Ji Xiao was dead just like the emperor in bed.

"Ji Rao, you always speak so well."

Ji Rao Gang wanted to reply politely, "thank you for your praise, but I'm telling you the truth.".

The result hears Ji Xiao to continue a way, "so nice words, don't know is true or false, perhaps all false, do you feel terrible?"

Ji Rao was surprised.