Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

For several days, Zhao's attitude towards Zhao Yan was not cold or hot.

She wasn't really angry, she just suddenly knew about it, and for a moment, she didn't know how to face Zhao Xiao.

Zhao Yan was even more worried. He had no idea what Zhao was thinking.

Over the past few days, Zhao Zhao looked at his heart funny and found the person's reaction interesting. He couldn't help but make a deliberate tangle appearance, which led Zhao Xuan to feel more confused.

Zhao Yan is not completely idle either.

After that conversation with Azhao, he had a few more thoughts on how to face his father.

It's useless to say that you're innocent and that someone else has framed you.

After a few days of reflection, Zhao Yan finally wrote a love letter in writing.

His words were calm and accommodating. He did not place too much emphasis on his wrongdoing. He only wrote his behavioral emotions on the day verbatim.

He knows his father, and such things, too much decoration and rendering, only make him feel hypocritical.

Finally, he listened to Zhao's advice. For the first time, he truly presented his inner feelings for Huizhong to Huizhong, dissecting them and presenting them to him.

Not a prince against a monarch.

Just a son's affection for his father's children.

Just as he knew Huizhong, so did Huizhong.

Zhao Yan believed that he was telling the truth or a lie. Huizong, calm down, would not be able to see.

It's just that... after writing this letter, Zhao Yan's heart got a little tangled up.

He is not a person who can express his feelings, but also feels that it is very difficult and shameful to show his father his admiration and admiration.

After all these years, he's accustomed to being the perfect and mighty King Yan in front of everyone.

Exposing his weak side, even to his father, made him very uncomfortable.

Zhao's reaction to this was a disdainful grunt.

“Masks like this are for outsiders. ”

“True hearts are for loved ones. ”

Her dark, pure eyes stared seriously at him: "Zhao Yan, in your heart, is Your Majesty your father or the Emperor of Dayan? ”

Zhao Xuan said almost without hesitation: “Of course it's my father. ”

“So tell your father that you love him, admire him, worship him, what's the matter with you?” Zhao asked strangely.

She said naturally, "I'll give my dad a hug and tell him I like him the most when I meet him! ”

The atmosphere suddenly got a little bad when I said it.

Zhao Xin's heart is pounding!

Suddenly, Zhao Xiao lowly laughed in his ear: “Sa Jiao? You want a hug? Favorite? ”

Strong survival instinct promptly turned Zhao around: “I suddenly remembered something else...”

But it didn't work.

She moves faster than a man with a knocked over vinegar.

His waist was surrounded by a large, hot hand. As soon as his vision turned, Azhao fell into the man's generous arms.

Zhao Xiao's eyes locked tightly: “Princess, have you forgotten that you are now my Princess Zhao Xiao? ”

Zhao: “This..."

“The person you want to be delicate with is me. ”

“The person to hug should also be me. ”

“My favorite person… must be me. ”

“Understand? ”

Zhao's eyes widened: “Didn't you... think nothing of me? ”

Zhao Xiao chuckled: “Oh, the king regrets it. ”

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