Chapter 1244

The Taoist turned and found out his red clothes.

Ji Rong looked at the bright red clothes and couldn't help squinting his eyes, feeling a little dazzling.

"This is..."

"Dark clothes."

The Taoist put the wedding dress in Ji Rong's hand, "you can change it for him."

Then the Taoist turned and went out.

Ji Rong touched the dark clothes in his hand, and then he laughed.

"Ji Rao, do you think this dress looks good?" He stretched out his hand to untie Ji Rao's clothes. "Your skin color is so white, it must look good on you."

He gently lifted Ji Rao's hair, and then put on the wedding dress. Ji Rong quietly looked at Ji Rao's face, reached out and touched his face, his eyes were sad.

He took his hand back and stepped back. "It's ready, sir."

Taoist came around, he took four red ropes in his hand and gave them to Ji Rong, "tie these four ropes on his hands and ankles respectively."

Ji Rong did it one by one.

"Clean noodles."

Ji Rong himself took things to make up for Ji Rao, and swept his cheek gently.

When the clean face was finished, the Taoist said in a deep voice, "put him in the coffin."

The golden nanmu coffin was ready for Ji Rao half a year ago. Ji Rong put people in, and then put Ji Rong's hand in the right direction. He looked at Ji Rao and refused to leave.

Taoist did not urge him, Ji Rong raised his eyes, "and then."

"Get out of the way, I'll nail the coffin to death."

He took a long nail. I don't know what strength he used. With only one tap, the four corners of the coffin were nailed together.

"Today's time is just right. I'll ask someone to carry the coffin with me to the mausoleum at 1:00 this evening."

"Tonight..."

"Yes, tonight is the best time. It's easy to change over time."

Ji Rong reached out and touched the coffin. He woke up early that day when he went out of the palace to pray. He was very uneasy, so he kept looking at Ji Rao beside him. Only by looking at him could he feel a little more stable. Until he left, he thought that he must come back to see Ji Rao as soon as possible.

I didn't expect that would be goodbye.

Now there are two more opportunities to say goodbye, and they are not buried directly.

"Your Majesty, I'll guard the coffin tonight. It's not a good thing to seal the corpse. Your majesty should leave here earlier to avoid damaging the spirit of Yang."

Ji Rong can only leave.

When he came with some people, the Taoist opened the door and let them in. The night in the praying hall was a bit strange and dark, and the number of candles were not clear, and even the cold wind was miserable.

Ji Rong strode forward and saw the coffin. It was covered with yellow runes with cinnabar, and the coffin was killed with ink.

The eunuchs around all cringe. Only Ji Rong looks at the coffin, but his heart seems to be stable. He pulls up the corner of his lips bitterly, and his heart hurts badly.

The Taoist priest tilted his head and said, "lift it up and follow me."

The coffin was put on the cart, and Ji Rong followed the Taoist priest out of the palace.

The emperor is here, and those eunuchs dare not act rashly even if they are afraid again.

Fortunately, what they went to was not a dead mass grave. They came to a very luxurious mausoleum.

"Send it in."

The tunnel into the mausoleum is cold and gives people goose bumps. They can only walk forward by the light of the fire fold. Ji Rong has been standing beside the coffin.