Xie Yunting entered the palace. The letters on the desk remained sealed.
He placed the edict of abdication on the table. He was silent for a long time before he began to open those letters.
During the 10 days he was gone, he wrote 20 letters.
Because it was the first time he had written a letter with that kind of thought.
When he first wrote, Xie Yunting, as though faced with a thrilling scene, picked up the pen, the palm of his hand sweaty.
He clearly wanted to write thousands of words, but the only things written were of small and trivial matters.
For example, asking how the weather was, was today’s meal delicious?
What things would she like, he would bring it back with him.
At the time, just writing the letter, he felt as though his tenderness and affection would overflow.
Now, he realized that those letters he wrote were actually a thinly veiled confession.
Unfortunately, the little emperor didn’t even look at them.
Xie Yunting tore the letters and tossed them in the brazier to burn.
In the end, the only thing remaining was the edict of abdication, which he looked at with gloomy and cold eyes.
He suddenly laughed coldly. “You want me to be a good emperor, then I won’t.”
He used to think about it day and night, but he was heart was ashen and cold.
He threw the long-coveted edict into the fire.
“Bai Wei, the throne is still yours.”
He said coldly.
“So don’t even think about running away. I will tie you to this place.”
He was the minister of power. She was a weak ruler.
He would tie her to the throne, and never let her leave.
He thought of catching her, trapping her in the imperial court, only able to watch him day and night.
Xie Yunting’s affection and tenderness became a violent possessiveness.
This possessiveness that made one shiver actually felt rather good.
Xie Yunting smiled darkly.
【Ding. The male lead’s favorability has increased to 80.】
The attendant eunuch suddenly came over looking pleased. “Tai Fu, we’ve found traces of the emperor.”
Xie Yunting suddenly stood up, his voice as cold as ice.
“Depart, go and welcome His Majesty back to the palace.”
Once she was caught, she’d be shackled with gold chains. She’d never be allowed to leave.
At this time, Bai Weiwei, who was far away at the ends of the earth, heard the notification of favorability.
For some reason, she felt cold all over.
This kind of favorability increase was a mystery. She ran away, but Xie Yunting didn’t get mad, and even had an increase in affection.
It was definitely not a good thing.
She calculated the time and guessed that she still had a few more days.
So she peacefully continued to muddle along, eating and waiting to die.
After a few more days, the system couldn’t stand it anymore. “Host, ah, we’re in trouble, when are you going to start working?”
Bai Weiwei: “Don’t want to work. I just want to be a rice weevil of society1.”
System: “Me too… bah! Pull yourself together. Wait, wait, the male lead is coming.”
Bai Weiwei picked up a camelia and inserted it in her hair. “Then let’s get to work.”
This life was very leisurely. In a few months, winter had passed, and spring had arrived.
Chen Jingzhi was weaving a rope. He had spotted a cliff nearby. After using a rope to descend, he could see a path to the other side.
Xie Yunting had blocked the roads, so he could only use this path to escape.
Suddenly a perfumed handkerchief wiped away the sweat on his forehead.
Chen Jingzhi trembled from head to toe, not daring to look up at the beautiful girl in front of him.
His heart thumped.
Bai Weiwei sweetly called out, “Gege, are you tired?”
Chen Jingzhi felt his soul fly away.
Suddenly, the sound of horses neighing filled the air. The two people raised their heads in horror.
An army appeared not far in the distance, with Xie Yunting at its head. A pair of black eyes gloomily watched them.
In those eyes were a murderous cruelty.
Did the little emperor flee just to run away with this man?
What world’s righteousness. It was just an excuse for the apricot to climb the wall.
1: 社会米虫: a leech.↩