The man forcefully threw her back on the bed.
Then he turned to the people outside and said, "Please ask the imperial doctor."
Someone immediately went to the doctor.
Bai Weiwei saw the man again and looked down at her expressionlessly.
"It seems that the emperor can't be in charge, so I don't need to review the book, I will take it away, and Chen Jingzhi has committed the following crime. I will also share the case for the emperor and close the case."
After he finished speaking, Feng Yan glanced at the little emperor coldly, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.
Then he walked away.
After walking a few steps, suddenly came the low voice of the little emperor.
"Xie Yunting, I'm fine, I don't need your own approval."
Xie Yunting was about to go out, but the palace maid had already lifted the bead curtain. When Bai Weiwei called out her name directly, she was so frightened that she accidentally loosened the curtain and knelt down.
There was a sullen look in his eyes, and then he turned back, "The emperor can say it again, but the minister can't hear it clearly."
Bai Weiwei was so nervous that she was trembling, her lips were pale, but her eyes seemed to be burning with anger, which was amazingly beautiful.
She opened her mouth several times, and seemed to want to scold him for something, but in the end she struggled again and again, and then hesitantly said, "Thank you... Master, please let my teacher go."
Chen Jingzhi, who was about to be smashed, was the teacher of her plane.
Xie Yunting thought that the little emperor was the same as before, not afraid of swearing to death.
He even learned to keep his breath low.
But seeing the former noble prince, the current emperor, endured humiliation to survive.
Xie Yunting's distorted power was about to explode, and he felt extremely satisfied.
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability rating is negative eighteen.]
He looked sideways and saw her lying on the bed, with a slender figure like a willow. She was pleading with her, but her eyes didn't mean to admit defeat at all, they were as bright as stars.
Xie Yunting wanted to make things difficult, "Is the emperor begging for Wei Chen?"
Sure enough, the anger in Bai Weiwei's eyes was even greater, the humiliation, grief and anger were obvious after being knocked down overnight.
She gasped a few times, her fists clenched tightly.
Because of her anger, her face turned a little flushed, and for a while, it was indistinguishable between males and females.
Xie Yunting felt a little strange in his heart.
This little emperor must have been born too well.
"I..." The light in her eyes went out, and her expression finally became decadent.
"I beg you."
Xie Yunting looked at her indifferently, she was humble at the moment, but he was aloof.
Just like the emperor who dominates life and death, it is him.
Xie Yunting enjoyed enough of the little emperor's fear and shame, and finally let go, "Then go to death row first, then the emperor will recuperate and the minister will retire."
Seeing him turn around and leave, Bai Weiwei wore a noble purple robe that rose with the wind, Ling Ran was invincible.
The imperial doctor had just arrived and was about to give her a pulse.
But Bai Weiwei finally couldn't bear it anymore, she jumped up in rage, and started smashing things, "Get out, get out of here."
The palace maid, the eunuch, and the most important imperial doctor were all smashed out.
Before Xie Yunting could go far, he heard the little emperor scolding.
Sure enough, it's still that brainless, arrogant and domineering waste.
After Bai Weiwei smashed the imperial doctor out, she sat down beside the bed with a pale face, she muttered to herself, "I'm going to die, this pulse must be pierced."
She wouldn't know if there was that thing under her.
And the emperor must not be a woman, so she is disguised as a man, isn't it possible that she will be finished in minutes.
Bai Weiwei glanced at her memory again, only to feel a splitting headache.
This time, this plane is not good.