Chapter 1242

His voice was too small for the palace man to hear clearly.

Ji Rao felt the blood in his throat, and his face was ugly. He put out his hand and said, "give me a handkerchief."

The palace person handed out his own handkerchief, Ji Rao took the handkerchief to cover in front of the lip, stuffy voice coughed two, "go, go quickly."

Come on, he wants to have another look before he leaves.

The sedan chair walked slowly forward, and Ji Rao leaned powerlessly in the sedan chair.

It's not so far away, but Ji Rao feels that it's too far away for the first time.

Cough, cough.

The blood fell from the handkerchief and wet Ji Rao's skirt. He reached out and threw the handkerchief that had been stained with blood. The eunuch next to him took a look and then withdrew his eyes.

Ji Rao wiped the bloodstain on the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. His hand clasped the sedan chair was powerless. He half opened his eyes and looked around.

"Here we are, seventh prince."

Hearing the sound, Ji Rao slowly opened his eyes for two seconds. The sedan chair was put down. He turned his head and saw the peonies in the imperial garden competing, one by one beautiful and one gorgeous.

Ji Rao doesn't think it's good-looking. The flower is too rich. He still likes plain. It's just that the color of peony is too bright and full of vitality. Ji Rao is in a good mood.

His mouth was full of blood. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't say a word.

He looked around and found that no one could listen to him, so he didn't bother and shut up.

Ji Rao's head is tilted on the edge of the sedan chair, and his ink hair is scattered randomly. Some cold wind blows over, which makes Ji Rao's hair look more messy. His eyes are staring at the flowers in the imperial garden, and his breathing is slow. At that moment, everything slows down.

Death seems to be a very simple thing.

Just sit here quietly and do nothing. He will come by himself. You will feel that there is something slowly running away from your body, which can't be stopped or stopped.

His dark eyes reflected the red and purple flowers.

It's ugly.

He thinks so.

If it rains later, these petals will fall on the ground, will it be even uglier.

Just now the eunuch saw that he had been looking at the flowers and thought that he liked them, so he went to pick one and put it in Ji Rao's hand.

"Seven princes, here you are. This is nice."

As soon as his voice fell, the eunuchs next to him winked at him.

This is a master cherished by the emperor. He can't stir up trouble on weekdays. No one is willing to step forward. If something is not done well, his majesty will punish him heavily.

The color of the flower is very similar to the bloody kerchief that Ji Rao just lost.

Ji Rao's hand doesn't have much strength, holding that flower is just empty holding.

Ji Rao's eyes reflected the flower in his hand, and the corner of his mouth gently bent up.

The eunuch was stunned.

He was a young eunuch who had just entered the palace. He was assigned to jirao palace to be a servant eunuch. On weekdays, jirao didn't go out and couldn't see him. Even if he could see it, he just looked at it from a distance and couldn't see his face clearly. Only now, he really saw Ji Rao.

The seventh brother of the emperor, the seventh prince who was not favored by the former Emperor.

He used to know Ji Rao only as a sick person. He walked slowly and was helped by others. He could be seen coughing with his mouth covered from a long distance.