Xie Yunting was seriously injured. When he had a high fever, he only felt a pair of weak hands to wipe him.
The wound was also carefully bandaged.
After struggling to wake up a few times and seeing the shadow of the little emperor swaying beside him, he was willing to close his eyes again with peace of mind.
Because of the high fever, he had a lot of messy dreams.
In the dream, his small body knelt in the ancestral hall.
Every now and then, those cheap servants would come and slap him a few times with a cane.
Because he is a concubine, the mistress does not like him.
Had he acted smart, he would have been subjected to all kinds of abuse.
Lack of food and clothing, not allowed to read or go to school, do manual work, and be bullied by sluts who are lower than their own status.
He even had a serious illness, and when he was dying, he was thrown into the woodshed to die.
At that time, he thought, no one in this world would save him.
Those high-ranking officials, what emperors, what immortal masters.
It's all false, and he expects others to save him.
As a result, you can only wait to die.
If he doesn't die, he will work hard to climb up to the top position, and trample those who despise him under his feet.
The dream was very complicated, and he dreamed that his high school champion went to the street again.
He was very happy, but his heart was very calm.
Not tall enough, he wasn't standing tall enough.
The heart is like an abyss, the greater the power, the more he desires more.
But even at the highest position, he was still not satisfied.
What's more
Xie Yunting was at a loss, and suddenly someone was calling him softly.
He turned around, but saw a small but upright figure under a cluster of red plums.
He walked over, but saw that she was wearing a wedding dress, looking at him with a smile.
Xie Yunting was stunned.
She slowly took his hand, "Taifu, it would be nice for me to marry you."
Xie Yunting looked at her, it turned out to be the face of the little emperor.
But wearing a woman's wedding dress, there is no sense of nondescript at all, but it is amazing.
Xie Yunting's voice trembled, "Okay."
As soon as these words came out, his heart suddenly became complete.
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability rating is forty-five.]
This reminder woke up Bai Weiwei, who was dozing on the side.
Inexplicably, she looked at Xie Yunting, who had a high fever.
Why are you feeling good again? This favorability level rises so easily.
Made her panic.
Xie Yunting wouldn't be thinking about that mess again.
Just thought so.
The system reminded again, [Ding, the male protagonist thought you liked him in the dream, three times, and the remaining two days were five thunders.]
Bai Weiwei: "..."
Can she still manage what people dream about
This scumbag actually doesn't look good to her, so he just wants to find an excuse to kill her.
This day is over.
Xie Yunting didn't know how long he had slept. When he opened his eyes, he vaguely found a figure lying beside him.
When he thought about his confusion, those little hands had been gently soothing him.
It was the hand of the little emperor, and he still recognized it.
Xie Yunting's cold heart was warmed.
Unexpectedly, she took care of him day and night, and was so tired that she fell asleep beside him.
He looked over gently, "You've worked hard."
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability is fifty.]
A shaggy pie face came over, and he said with a big black and yellow die, "Young master woke up, it's not hard, I'm not hard at all."
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability rating is forty-five.]
Gentle heart, warm heart, increased favorability.
They were all scared back by this face.