Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 287 The Regent's Little Emperor (18)

  Going back to his residence, he began to review the memorial in a fit of anger. The little emperor is now almost like the deposed emperor, with almost no access to rights.

   These things that she should have done were all done by him.

   And even if he did it for her, with her arrogant and mediocre nature, what good advice could she have?

  Thinking like this, he couldn't help but think of her confident and dignified appearance when she drew the bow and shot the arrow just now.

   It's really a cluster of red plum blossoms, all covered by her smile.

  Xie Yunting thought about it, but no one could compare him to the little emperor.

  His fingers couldn't help pinching, the fingertips seemed to be left, her fingers were soft.

  【Ding, the hero's favorability is ten. 】

  Bai Weiwei eating in the palace: "..."

  Mentally handicapped Xie Wannan, the ups and downs of his favorability are really inexplicable.

  She doesn't understand the favorability of otaku.

  She doesn't even understand the degree of favorability of **** men.

  As a result, just as she thought this way, she saw Xie Wannan standing at the gate of the palace and walking in swaggeringly.

   Halfway through the meal, she almost choked to death.

  Even if they live together in the palace, how many palaces are there between her and his residence? Why does he come and go so many times a day?

  Xie Yunting was followed by a row of eunuchs and court ladies, and he walked over without turning his eyes.

   "The minister came to ask the emperor to review the memorial."

  Bai Weiwei stuffed a small dish into her mouth unhurriedly, and said indifferently, "Isn't this the matter of the Tai Tuo?"

  Xie Yunting saw that the dishes on her table were already cold, and he didn't see the maid heating them up with the stove.

  The palace is chilly, and there is no heat at all.

  Although Bai Weiwei was holding on, her face was pale, as if she was freezing.

  Xie Yunting's face darkened, "Come here."

  The **** who followed hurried over, "Teacher, what can I order?"

  Xie Yunting's eyes were icy, "What's the matter with this palace? There is no charcoal fire, and there is no floor heating. Who is the worst?"

  The **** immediately knelt down, "Teacher, this is not what you ordered, the palace will let it be like this, let us leave it alone?"

   Who doesn't know that the little emperor is not in good health, and it is cold in winter, as long as the little emperor is not given enough firewood, she will freeze.

   It's been a long time, and I've suffered from frostbite.

   If you do something else, the little emperor will die himself, and it will also prevent the Taifu from being charged with murdering the last emperor of the previous dynasty in vain when he comes to power in the future.

  When Bai Weiwei heard this, she looked at Xie Yunting mockingly.

  She smiled coldly, "Come on, I don't know what you're thinking, why bother to push me to the ice pool outside, it's easy and not dirty."

  Hearing this, Xie Yunting felt even more depressed.

  He kicked the **** away, "Go down and tell me to tidy up the palace for me, and the food must be in accordance with the specifications. If you slaves don't have eyes, you won't even have eyes."

  The eunuchs immediately agreed again and again, and quickly withdrew to work.

  Xie Yunting has been here a few times before, and they came and went in a hurry, so he never thought that it would be so difficult here in such a cold day.

  He despised the little emperor, and the people around him even more despised him.

   That's why she lived to the point where she didn't even have a charcoal fire in winter.

  Even if it was used as a stepping stone for him, she shouldn't let the servant be so bad.

  Xie Yunting thought of the days when he was a child, he was spoiled by the head of the house and had no clothes to wear in winter, so he could only huddle in the kitchen to keep warm.

  That is really worse than a dog.

  The little emperor has been well-clothed and well-fed for so many years, and his temperament has long been cultivated.

  When he came, how was her life different from when he was a child?

  Bai Weiwei watched as Xie Yunting turned his back on guests, made the palace as warm as spring and made people change the meals.

  She looked at him strangely.

   Then she was even more sure that Xie Yunting was crooked.

   The second update, okay?

  (end of this chapter)