Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

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The Regent's Little Emperor (12)

Xie Yunting didn't like others being so close to him. He reached up to push her away.

But when his fingers touched her soft and warm body, she seemed to be a little uncomfortable. She gasped faintly.

Seeing this, wicked thoughts resurfaced in his mind.

Xie Yunting's face was black. He clenched his fist, his ears burning red.

And then, as though running away from something, he pushed Bai Weiwei to the ground.

He turned and walked, his footsteps messy.

【Ding. The male lead's favorability has increased to -5.】

Bai Weiwei was still asleep. When she was drunk, even beating drums and gongs wouldn't wake her.

Xie Yunting returned to his room. The eunuch waiting for him looked up and seeing his cold face, and a pair of cold, ferocious eyes.

The eunuch was too afraid to say anything.

Xie Yunting said, "I want to bathe."

He hesitated and then said, "With cold water."

He thought it would be better to bathe in cold water. In the end, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep that night.

With much difficulty he waited until dawn, squinting for a moment.

He dreamed of the little emperor, slowly untying her clothes, her red lips and watery eyes, her body deliciously tender and lovely.

He woke up with a start.

And so did his lower body.

Xie Yunting's face changed, and he looked down at his spirited lower half.

Was he...

A cut sleeve?

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Bai Weiwei yawned as she left for morning court.

Two dragon thrones. One for her, and one for the supervising Tai Fu.

Of course, the Tai Fu turned the chair's dragon into a jiao1, but his ambition was clear.

When she arrived, Xie Yunting was already seated in the jiao long chair, his face dark to a terrifying degree.

Seeing her approaching, his eyes shot out swords of ice.

Bai Weiwei's face was also black, her face completely not good.

The atmosphere in the court was very depressing. The civil and military officials were also cautious and dared not speak.

After they finished talking about major national affairs, they finally came across some safer topics.

For example, this year's winter snow hunt.

The imperial family held a snow hunt every year. This year was quite chaotic because Xie Yunting rebelled and was now using the son of heaven to deceive the public2.

It led to many processes being ignored.

But the emperor was still alive, so these ceremonies must be carried out.

A minister also asked for the emperor's opinion.

Bai Weiwei, who had been idly chatting with the system, didn't respond for a moment.

Xie Yunting thought she had not heard, and coldly repeated the minister's words.

"Your Majesty, what preparations do you need for this year's snow hunt?"