(Book 1) Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Arc 6_27-28

The Regent’s Little Emperor

Xie Yunting’s wounds were not light. When he developed a high fever, he only felt a pair of delicate and small hands wipe his body.

His wound was also carefully bandaged.

He struggled several times to wake up. When he vaguely saw the little emperor’s shadowy figure swaying next to him, he would shut his eyes again.

Because of his high fever, his dreams were a chaotic mess.

In his dream, his tiny body was kneeling at the ancestral hall.

Those lowly slave girls came over with a cane and beat him every once in a while.

Because he was an illegitimate child, his legal mother thought he was an eyesore.

If he showed his cleverness, he would suffer all kinds of abuse.

Lacking clothes and food, not allowed to study in school, forced to do manual labor, bullied by slaves whose status was below his.

He even had a grave illness, and when he was on the verge of death, he was thrown into the woodshed to die.

He thought at the time that nobody in the world would save him.

What emperor? What big officials? What immortal lords?

They were all fake, and yet he expected others to save him.

The result was only to wait for death.

If he didn’t die, he would work hard to climb to the top of the peak and trample those who scorned him.

The dream changed, and he dreamed that he was the champion1, parading down the street.

His expression was very joyful, but his heart was abnormally calm.

Not high enough, his status was still not high enough.

His heart was like an abyss. The higher his privilege, the more he hungered, for the better.

But even when he reached the highest position, he was still unsatisfied.

What else was he lacking?

Xie Yunting was puzzled. Suddenly, someone whispered to him.

He turned around and saw standing beneath a cluster of red plum blossoms, a petite but upright figure.

Xie Yunting froze in place.

She slowly took his hand, “Tai Fu we will marry you,”

Xie Yunting looked at her and realized it was the little emperor’s face.

Xie Yunting’s voice shook, “Good.”

When he said this, his heart suddenly felt full.

【Ding. The male lead’s favorability has increased to 45,】

This notification woke up Bai Weiwei, who was dozing off on the side.

She glanced baffled at Xie Yunting, whose high fever still hadn’t gone down.

How did the favorability go up? It rose so easily.

It made her nervous.

Xie Yunting better not be making up all kinds of things in his head again.

Just as she thought this, The system announced.【Ding, The male lead dreamed that you liked him, this is the third time, two more times remaining until five lightning strikes.】

Bai Weiwei: “…”

This scum system, just thought she was an offense to its eyes and was just looking for an excuse to kill her.