Chapter 1239

Ji Rao's body is weakening day by day. It's almost the thinness visible to the naked eye that makes Ji Rong more and more silent.

Later, he had to ask Ji Rao to comfort Ji Rong.

Ji Rong hugs him and doesn't speak. Ji Rao pats Ji Rong on the back and whispers, "if I die later, you can seal me a king of a different surname. Just seal one at random and bury me. Then the ministers in the court won't force you any more, and then you can canonize some concubines."

Ji Rong didn't speak, Ji Rao only felt that he was holding his strength for a few minutes.

"I don't want to believe too much in things like resurrection. If it's false, it will only increase disappointment in the end."

"Stop it."

Ji Rao paused, and then whispered, "if you don't want me to say it, then I won't say it."

But it's not something that doesn't exist without them mentioning it.

Ji Rao's health is going from bad to worse. On this day, Ji Rong goes to the morning court. When he walks on his front foot, Ji Rao wakes up on his back foot.

He did it on the couch for a while, coughing in a muffled voice, coughing a pool of blood in his hand.

The palace people nearby saw it. Their face was white. They were more afraid to see Ji Rao spitting blood than to see their own.

Ji Rao didn't react to the red blood in his hand. He sighed deeply and asked the palace man to bring a basin of water. He washed the blood in his hand and wiped it with a towel. When the palace man went to pour the water, he stopped the man.

"Don't talk about it outside."

"But..."

Ji Rao lightly raised his eyes, a pair of peach eyes sick and without any emotion, "if you want to live."

The palace man also knew that Ji Rao had something to do with her and how crazy Ji Rong would be. She bit her lower lip and finally swallowed it down.

When Ji Rong goes to court, Ji Rao seems to have no trouble.

When Ji Rong saw Ji Rao, his heart seemed to find a home and settle down.

He walked slowly to Ji Rao and stared at his pale, bloodless face. He reached out his hand and touched it gently. The strength seemed to touch a rare treasure, for fear that it would be damaged if it was heavier. "I heard that the peonies in the royal garden are blooming. They are so beautiful. Shall I take you out to have a look?"

Ji Rao has almost no strength now. He gasps in three steps and coughs in five steps. His body seems to fall down at any time, so he shakes his head. "Your Majesty, I want to go to sleep. I'll go to see you tomorrow."

But tomorrow after tomorrow, Ji Rong's business is more and more, and this matter has been put on hold.

That day, Ji Rongxia came back and told Ji Rao that he would go out of the palace to attend the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven and praying for blessings.

This was a big battle of universal celebration, but when Ji Rong looked at Ji Rao, his eyes, which were always pale, were inexplicably sad.

Ji Rao doesn't feel well now, and there are few days to live. Ji Rong doesn't even want to go to the early court. He just wants to guard Ji Rao all the time.

But I can't.

He is the emperor, he is not only himself, he also carries the whole country, some things have to do.

That night, he took Ji Rao's hand, but what he wanted to say choked in his throat. Ji Rao's sleepiness soon came up. Ji Rong held Ji Rao in his arms and patted him gently.

"You promise me that you must wait for me to come back. I will come back as soon as possible."

Ji Rao consciousness slowly sink down, only subconsciously "um".