Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 330 The Regent's Little Emperor (65)

  When the young man saw her like this, he realized how disgusting his fake was, and he was not half as calm as her.

  He obeyed and changed clothes with her in a daze.

  Then, Bai Weiwei sprinkled the ecstasy, making him lie flat.

  Bai Weiwei was wearing a dragon robe and a crown, and the jade bead curtain covered the upper half of her face.

  She Shi Shiran sat on the throne, straightened her body, her eyes were indifferent, and her face was calm.

   "Total, I am going to die."

   System: "You have died so many times, are you still not used to it?"

  Bai Weiwei sighed, "No, there are still a few days left in the six months before it expires. I'm worried that when I die today, the life insurance will be activated forcibly."

  If it is not going back and counting down, the life subsistence allowance will be forced to start at any time.

   If she was detained for a few more days, she wouldn't have to go back. All deducted.

   System: "It hurts a lot, I'm worried you won't be able to take it."

  Bai Weiwei: "If you can't take it, you have to. I'm poor."

  Poor people are not qualified to fall in love, and poor people are not qualified to even want to be comfortable.

  The system silently glanced at the subsistence allowance grid, hesitated for a moment before blocking it.

   The pain from the arrow piercing into the body was too torturous.

   There is no subsistence allowance, it looks like there is nothing else.

   It flipped through the discount area of ​​the mall and said perfunctorily, "Okay, it won't start."

  Bai Weiwei smiled: "You are so kind to me, Tong."

  The system was about to say with a smile, which one of us is with whom.

  As a result, Bai Weiwei's next sentence was, "You won't deduct my life points to buy snacks secretly."

  System: "...Which of us is with whom, am I that consistent?"

   Yes, it is that system.

  Xie Yunting wore the armor that forced the palace back then, rode a black horse, and led the army majestically into the palace through the wide-open palace gate.

  His eyes are stern, but the bow and arrow in his hand is the one that Bai Weiwei brought to shoot him that day under the red plum tree.

  Today is the real beginning for him and her.

   Step into the palace and see the main hall, the door is open.

  He rode to the outside of the hall, his eyes were cold, and the bow in his hand was drawn.

  The person sitting inside is a substitute he found. The soldiers, civil and military officials who followed behind him all saw the person sitting on the throne.

  Lonely, wearing a dragon robe and a crown, the slender and thin little emperor looks like he is going to go with the wind.

  Looking at it from a distance, it is indeed the little emperor who is right.

  Xie Yunting didn't look at it carefully, because the distance was far away, he didn't want to see the face similar to Bai Weiwei.

  Afraid of being soft-hearted, the arrow missed the target.

  He looked to the other side of the main hall, which was the little emperor's palace.

   She was wearing the queen's clothes, and she was sitting inside waiting for him to return.

  Xie Yunting heard the sound of chains dragging the floor, and looked back.

   It was Chen Jingzhi who came. He was wearing a prison uniform, dragging his ankles, and his face was haggard.

  Xie Yunting said with a smile: "Chen Jingzhi, just take a good look, today is the day when I force the palace to kill the king and ascend the throne to marry a wife."

   She doesn't like him, that's okay.

  He tried a lot of ideas, and one day he would be able to wear her down until she softened.

  As for Chen Jingzhi, save his life and he will torture him slowly.

   Xie Yunting said that he is such a narrow-minded person who must repay every fault.

  Chen Jingzhi was dragged here before his wound healed.

   He speculated about what he had seen and heard during this period, and he also knew what Xie Yunting was going to do.

  The one on the throne should be a substitute...

  Chen Jingzhi looked up, the sun was shining on the hall, and the place was brilliant.

  The person sitting far away on the throne on the top, with his vague figure and barely visible facial features, all resembled her.

  Chen Jingzhi frowned. Although he couldn't see clearly, the feeling from afar was very similar to Bai Weiwei.

   Second update

  (end of this chapter)