The manual of saving male god of fast crossing system

Chapter 196 The Sick Emperor VS The Alluring Emperor Ji 9
Manager Gao subconsciously glanced at Ji Tianyi, seeing the faint joy in his eyes, he quickly saluted and was about to leave with the maid.

"Wait." Wanwan called to stop them.

Manager Gao turned back and said, "His Royal Highness, what other orders do you have?"

Wan Wan smiled slightly and said, "Give that lamp to Ben Gong."

Director Gao was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly smiled and said, "Look at this old slave, it's easy to neglect things when you get old."

The moonlight in the sky is bright and clear, but the lights in the corridor are not very bright, and a palace lantern is really needed.

"Don't give the palace lantern to His Royal Highness Di Ji yet." Director Gao said to the palace maid behind him.

The palace maid lowered her head, and quickly presented the glazed palace lantern in her hand.

Wan Wan took the palace lantern, looked at Ji Tianyi with a pale face, and said to Manager Gao, "Please, Manager Gao, go to Crouching Dragon Hall to get a cloak."

A warm smile bloomed on Director Gao's wrinkled face, "Hey, I'm going now, old servant."

All the officials in the court were afraid of Her Majesty Di Ji, but only he, the general manager who had been with His Majesty for seven years, knew that Di Ji was really kind to His Majesty, and everything she did was for His Majesty.

When they left, Wan Wan went to Ji Tianyi with the palace lantern.

"Yi'er, I haven't visited you recently, how are you?"

Liang Wanran poisoned her incense, and she was ill. She hadn't seen Ji Tianyi for half a month, so the moment he saw her in Qionglin Palace, he was so excited.

The two walked slowly in the corridor, and the night breeze was blowing, bringing a bit of coolness.

Ji Tianyi coughed a few times, and said slowly, "I thought sister had forgotten Yi'er." His tone was filled with grievance and unwillingness.

Only when he was alone with her could he call her Ajie affectionately, and when the palace servants were around, he could only call her Huangjie politely.

"Why would Yi'er think that way?" Wanwan asked in surprise.

Ji Tianyi looked at the shadows of the corridor with heavy eyes. What happened at the banquet today let him know that the imperial sister is going to marry after all, and that her best years are dedicated to Daqian, and to protect him. .

She is a woman, she needs a husband who loves her, needs a healthy husband!
If it weren't for his uselessness, if it wasn't for his weak brother, she would have a better life, how would she need to show her face to go to the battlefield, and how would she have to resist the conspiracy and tricks of all the ministers in the court.

But he doesn't want to let go, he doesn't want to leave sister!

But what did he do to keep her?

At this moment, the most honorable man in Daqian silently shed a tear in the dark night, and disappeared in an instant.

After not hearing Ji Tianyi's answer for a long time, Wanwan looked sideways, and a trace of sadness flashed across the young man's face in the darkness.

Wanwan couldn't help but stop, and held his hand, "Yi'er, what are you thinking?"

Ji Tianyi was taken aback for a moment, and said, "I'm thinking about Sister."

"Huh?" Wanwan raised her eyebrows slightly, "I'm right in front of you, right? Yi'er still needs to think about it."

"Cough cough..." Ji Tianyi coughed forcefully a few times, a blush flashed across his pale face, and the boy's body was so thin in the dark night that he could fall down with just a push.

"Sister." Ji Tianyi stood in the corridor and looked at the cold moon in the sky. After a moment of silence, he said, "If Yi'er can't make it through one day, you will become emperor and invite some men..." He couldn't continue.

"Yi'er!" Wanwan grabbed his collar and said solemnly, "I will definitely find a miracle doctor, and he will cure your illness."
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