Burn, burn, burn a hundred times.
Damn, this red line doesn't just make it impossible to walk properly.
The side quests are all stuck because of the existence of the red line.
resulting in insufficient memory.
If I don't break this thing, I will cut it a hundred times in the future.
Is it still alive
By the way, what did the host do with a favorability score of fifty-five
The system was distracted and thought about it, prostitution
Alas, the host has fallen.
Back then, the girl who was so pure that she had to worry about how much favorability she would sell even for her first kiss
Now... it doesn't seem to be any different from before.
After all, after selling her body, she still cares about her favorability.
So its host is really pure and pure from start to finish.
The system finished teasing, and continued to work hard to burn the red line.
Back in reality, it was risking punishment and burning that fortune teller too.
What the hell is it made of, so tough.
The night passed and the morning light fell into the house.
Ning Jiumo opened his eyes, there was a soft warmth in his arms, he lowered his head and Bai Weiwei curled up in his arms.
His eyes softened a little, and he slowly reached out and stroked her cheek.
He didn't really care about her at all.
But can trust her.
Because she is the person who has the least pursuit in this palace.
Those who have no pursuit will not be polluted.
Ning Jiumo got up slowly and covered her with the quilt.
He put on his azurite-colored uniform and tied his hair with a jade crown.
The action is standard and smooth.
How long has it been, such a routine and natural process.
He hadn't experienced it in years.
Ning Jiomo remembered the time when he was the prince, it was a gorgeous and beautiful day.
The power is in hand, and it is extremely sweet.
Ning Jiumo took out the medicine to suppress the poison, he opened the bottle and poured out one.
The red pill rolled in the center of his white palm.
He looked at it coldly, then put it in his mouth and swallowed it.
There was already an eunuch outside the door and said respectfully: "Your Highness, Your Majesty announces your audience."
Ning Jiumo's lips twitched coldly, and his voice became timid and frightened, "I-I see."
It sounds like a force for calm, but when others hear it, they know it.
He is still the foolish King Ning.
Ning Jiomo stood up, he was just about to go out.
A suspicious voice suddenly came from behind, "Your Highness?"
Ning Jiumo paused, but he didn't look back.
Bai Weiwei's voice seemed to tremble, "Is it him yesterday?"
She thought he was the fool last night.
So when he hugged her, she didn't resist, even took the initiative.
Sweet to the bone, even more captivating than power.
It's not unreasonable that there are so many ignorant rulers in history.
Ning Jiumo's breathing stagnated for a while, and then she finally gritted her teeth and said, "It's your fool, I don't care about a woman like you, you have to grow eyes when I see you."
Behind her, she gasped softly.
It is joyful relaxation.
Ning Jiumo snorted coldly, "You'd better expect me to succeed. If that fool wakes up, remember to let him pretend to be me."
After he finished speaking, he didn't even look at her, for fear that he would be shaken and hurried to the door.
He had just stepped over the threshold.
Bai Weiwei's voice sounded behind her.
"Your Highness, everything is going well."
Such a rustic and useless way of encouragement, when he was a three-year-old child
Ning Jiumo couldn't help but look back, but saw Bai Weiwei's long hair scattered behind her, sitting on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, revealing a pink face with an innocent smile.