Xie Yunting suddenly did not dare to think about it any further.
He turned and walked away, hurriedly walking.
But he took it for granted that the little emperor was mediocre, and his succession was taken for granted.
But began to shake.
Bai Weiwei looked at the pen sadly, "The scumbags are rubbish, you deliberately forced me to die. I could have eaten cookies and been a waste emperor waiting to die, and then leisurely used love and beauty to influence Xie Yunting, Acting in a drama series of small fresh and secret love in the palace, one hundred favorability is easily obtained, and the result..."
The junk didn't dare to say a word.
"As a result, you are forcing me to give up my beauty and let me use my talent to conquer him."
System: "Talent?"
Bai Weiwei touched her face, "What can make Xie Yunting's favorability increase, besides loving him, he is better than him, stronger than him, and more talented than him as an emperor. When he is convinced, his favorability will naturally increase. But This road is too tiring."
Pretending to be stupid and sweet, and pretending to be tall and arrogant are not the same heavy labor intensity.
The former is sitting in an air-conditioned room and eating and waiting to die, while the latter is moving bricks on the construction site in the scorching sun of 40 degrees Celsius.
The system couldn't help but ask, "Why do you keep touching your face? Is it itchy?"
Bai Weiwei touched her face with pity, "No, I just feel that I can't use beauty to seduce people, I'm not used to it. I have such beauty, why do I need such a sour talent."
system:"… "
The host is so thick-skinned, how could it feel that she is itchy.
It is estimated that Xie Yunting was stunned by her talent, and did not even come to harass her.
Bai Weiwei is not in a hurry, eats and drinks, and waits for the time to come.
On the morning of the snow hunting, Bai Weiwei was urged by Gao Jixiang to get up early.
Then he put on his hunting clothes, and put on a fox fur cloak, and someone had come to pick him up from outside the door.
It was Xie Yunting.
Standing on the snow outside the door, he looked up and saw Bai Weiwei coming.
Although she is petite, her figure is very tall and straight, and every move is the temperament raised by the royal family, and she is elegant and natural.
When she saw him, her eyes were light and cold, without a trace of emotion.
"I'll take my trouble to pick it up, I'll go through the hunt today, and I'll have to worry about the rest."
The words were lukewarm, polite and unfamiliar.
Xie Yunting thought that these few days, he could not eat well or sleep well.
Tossing and turning at night, all he thought about was the little emperor's splendid appearance.
No one has ever made him worry so much, but the people below come to report.
The little emperor, however, had no intention of worrying about his own destiny at all.
She slept well and ate well. He didn't allow others to treat her harshly, but she was very leisurely.
Xie Yunting pursed his lips, his face gloomy, "Then please get in the car."
Bai Weiwei saw the horse next to her, "No need, whatever car a man gets in, he should ride a horse."
Bai Weiwei can ride horses herself, and this body can also ride horses, so she stepped onto the horse in a few steps with stirrups.
The action is smooth and beautiful.
Then she took the whip, and with a flick of the whip, she turned around and rushed towards the palace gate.
Xie Yunting knew that she couldn't run away, but he didn't know why. Seeing her figure who left without nostalgia, his heart was seized.
Anxiety came up.
He didn't think much about it, and immediately got on the horse in a hurry, desperately catching up.
After chasing out of the palace gate, he looked at her back as she continued to move forward.
I don't know how there is an illusion that I can never catch up.
Just when he was about to stop others to stop her, Bai Weiwei suddenly pulled the horse's head and stopped.
On the far side of the mountain, the sun was just rising.
"Xie Yunting." Bai Weiwei turned around and called him suddenly with a smile.
Xie Yunting had already come to her side and was about to say something.
But she pointed forward with the whip, "Look, this country is beautiful
He looked up and saw that the rays of light were like gold spilling out of the palace, the continuous buildings, and the green hills in the distance.
Beauty is beauty, but the smile in her eyes is even more beautiful than these.
Xie Yunting's eyes darkened.