Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 332: The Regent's Little Emperor (End)

Chapter 332 The Regent’s Little Emperor (End)

These words floated in the air softly and helplessly.

Xie Yunting seemed to be in a daze, he grabbed her hand, and said in a stupid way: "Why not, I won't force the palace, I won't be the emperor anymore, I am willing to be a slave under your feet, as long as you love me..."

Bai Weiwei smiled, with blood dripping from her mouth, "Teacher is also willing to be a slave."

He finally couldn't control himself, and the humble pleading was accompanied by crying.

"I can, I can do anything for you, you hold on, the imperial doctor is coming, as long as you hold on I will be your slave."

Bai Weiwei was so weak that she couldn't see clearly, and she still didn't feel any severe pain in her body, but the passing of life was not fake.

She heard the system countdown reminder.

【nineteen…】

"But I only wish that Tai Tuo will be high above the top, high-spirited, prosperous and rich. When I saw you at the beginning of the year, the high school champion rode a horse and paraded through the streets. I hid by the railing of a high-rise building, folded a flower and threw it on your head. You turned around. smiled at me..."

【Five, four...】

She exhausted all her strength, raised her head, and smiled charmingly, "I really missed my whole life when I saw the Grand Tutor."

She smiled slightly.

【One... The host left the plane, successfully escaped】

She closed her eyes and softened, her breath disappeared, and she lay quietly in Xie Yunting's arms.

Xie Yunting also froze and did not dare to move.

There are more people around.

The imperial physician also came, but no one dared to step forward.

Chen Jingzhi dragged his shackles and stood aside, his face was pale, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

It's like, none of them make a sound.

It's like she didn't leave.

The air is tense and quiet to the point of suffocation.

Xie Yunting clasped her hand, fingers intertwined, unwilling to part.

He suddenly smiled, the sadness and despair that could not be expressed in the smile.

His tone was as soft as water.

"Why am I not? After meeting you, I will never recover."

I still remember the little emperor standing under the white snow and red plum tree, smiling provocatively at him.

Those petals flew by, not half as beautiful as her.

At that time, he thought, how can there be such a good-looking person in this world.

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When Ye Yuxuan opened his eyes, the despair in his eyes was terrifyingly strong.

He stared blankly at the ceiling.

Suddenly realized that he was still in a meeting, and he hadn't slept for nearly three days.

Has been guarding Bai Weiwei, because of a major decision, he needs to return to the company for a meeting.

This is his task, an easy one.

From the hospital to here, drag racing for half an hour, hold a meeting for an hour, and wait until returning to the hospital again.

He only left Bai Weiwei for two hours.

"Mr. Ye, do we need..."

Ye Yuxuan just closed his eyes to take a rest, and the meeting was coming to an end, when the secretary next to him saw him wake up, and was about to ask whether to continue the meeting.

Ye Yuxuan stood up hesitantly, and he reached for the suit jacket on the back of the chair.

Then he turned around and walked out, "The meeting is over."

His steps were a little erratic.

My brain feels like a hammer is beating, and I have a splitting headache.

There was a voice in his heart, calling desperately.

Find her, find her immediately.

But he couldn't remember the woman's appearance and name at all.

Only the voice is familiar, and her voice has hardly changed.

Speech speed, intonation, tone can be changed.

Only her voice hasn't changed much.

He can even simulate the feeling of her voice every time she speaks in a dream.

He drove quickly, to the hospital.