Xie Yunting even succeeded in forcing the palace so easily.
It is not difficult to defeat a Zhao king.
Bai Weiwei doesn't care about this either, after all, it's enough that Xie Yunting doesn't die.
She gave a nonchalant grace, and then said, "Then I'll take a break."
Bai Weiwei went to bed and slept with the quilt in a proper manner.
People have to keep their spirits well in order to have the energy to work.
Xie Yunting should be coming back soon. How can she show her favorability without making him misunderstand that she likes him
If she abused him into a shaking M, she slapped him with a little favorability, which must be very cool.
Bai Weiwei fell asleep with a smile.
In the middle of her sleep, lightning and thunder outside woke her up.
She looked out of the bed in a daze, as if it was raining heavily, which is rare in winter.
She yawned and continued to sleep with her eyes closed.
As a result, the door creaked open for some reason.
A bloody smell, mixed with cold wind rushed in.
Bai Weiwei shivered all over and woke up suddenly, Gao Jixiang who was watching the night was gone.
The palace was empty, and there were unhurried footsteps at the door.
Bai Weiwei: "Slag Tong, is there a ghost?"
This atmosphere is like a ghost movie scene.
The system faintly, faintly, pulled up the desolate ghostly erhu, and it said: "There is a long-haired woman in white standing at the door, her mouth is split to the back of her head, her eyes are half hanging from the sockets, and she is covered in blood. Step by step from the door come..."
Bai Weiwei was frightened, she immediately pulled the quilt over her head, "Don't come here!"
She is most afraid of ghosts.
The footsteps paused, then suddenly accelerated, and in a blink of an eye, a tall figure appeared beside the bed.
"It seems that the emperor really does not want the minister to come back."
The voice of the person outside the bed still carried the coldness that came back from the battlefield.
As soon as Bai Weiwei heard it, she looked up and saw Xie Yunting wearing armor with blood stains on the armor, and his handsome face had a cold and chilling air in the shaking candlelight.
This man simply came in a hurry from the battlefield.
He sneered, "Maybe the emperor wants his ministers to die on the battlefield."
Seeing that it wasn't a ghost, Bai Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The imperial court still has to rely on Taifu. Of course I hope Taifu can win."
Xie Yunting just saw the letters that were thrown aside on her desk.
None of them were opened.
On the battlefield, he would be torn in half by Missing day and night.
The little emperor didn't give him the slightest thought.
None of his letters were answered.
Finally, the battle situation stabilized, and he hurried over all night, even saving time to change clothes.
The result is nothing but self-indulgence.
The little emperor sleeps well and eats well, and doesn't care about him at all.
Xie Yunting felt that he had been demanding all the time. He forced the world, and he was one step away from success.
But he didn't dare to cross this step.
Because compared to the world, he now wants to force more—
is her.
Xie Yunting's eyes darkened, and he began to undo the armor on his body.
Bai Weiwei looked at him puzzled, "Does Taifu need someone to come and serve?"
Xie Yunting's voice was hoarse, "No, it's a beautiful thing to spend the full moon in the weather, and we monarchs and ministers have a candlelit night to talk about."
The full moon is full of flowers
There was thunder and lightning outside, and it was raining heavily.
Hua Canyueyin is almost the same.
Xie Yunting took off his armor, revealing the clothes inside.
But he did not stop, but continued to take off his coat.
Bai Weiwei frowned, "Do you need someone to bring clothes? Zhen's clothes are not suitable for Taifu."