Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Beiding in the royal palace.

A Zhaosheng dressed in Chinese clothes, supported by a maid, walked step by step towards the front door.

She walked steadily, and the steps on the crown swayed slightly, with a burning glow.

Zhao Yingke stopped the impulse to rush past and stood there, watching as she came to herself.

“His Royal Highness the Prince.” A Zhao slightly bent over.

Zhao Yan stepped forward, held her hand and stopped the ceremony.

“Zhaozhao, I'm here to pick you up. ”

Azhao blinked, and Zhao Xiao's gaze awaited him. He whispered: "This haircut is heavy. ”

Zhao Yan: “...”

He couldn't help laughing.

I feel that this way is really my showcase, and it will always be like this ancient elf is different.

He shook Zhao's hand and turned to look at the King of Beiding.

King Beiding nodded at him.

“Let's go.” Zhao Xian said.

A Zhao nodded, walking forward, suddenly his waist tightened, his gaze suddenly turned - she was actually held up by Zhao Xiao.

Zhao was shocked and paused to look at Zhao Xiao: “You..."

Zhao Xiao smiled softly: “I want to hold you. ”

“I want everyone to know that the prince and the princess are deeply in love. ”

Low shouts were heard in the distant crowd.

Obviously, Zhao Yan's horrific behavior has come as a surprise to everyone.

Azhao faked a glance at him, only a smile in the corner of his mouth. Until Zhao Xuan hugged the Prince's car, he did not fall down.

It feels good to be so carefully cherished.

The haughty team circled most of the swallows, causing envy to many daughters' families, and not knowing how many people's eyes were shocked.

East Palace.

This palace has had no lord for decades, but it is always as magnificent as new.

Every day, it's in its best position, ready to greet its new owner.

Today, after decades of silence, the Orient House finally waited for its owner.

Zhao stood on the ground, and the head of the East Palace and all the people of the Palace were already waiting for each other.

Hundreds of people roared and bowed to the two of them.

Zhao Yan held Zhao's hand and walked in.

“If there's anything you don't like, let them change it.” Zhao Xian said.

He dragged Azhao into the bedroom and retreated from the servants of the palace.

There are only two left in the large palace.

As soon as the outsiders left, the noble end in front of Zhao Xian disappeared.

He hugged Azhao from behind him and gave her a bitter kiss in the face. He complained with some grievance: "Actually, that's what I wanted to do the moment I saw you in the King's Palace in Beiding. ”

“My princess, stand there and compare everyone next to her...”

Zhao was made to laugh by his adhesive strength: “Don't dawdle...”

Zhao Xiao wants to rub, while rubbing and declaring sovereignty: “I don't want anyone to see such a beautiful Zhaozhao, what should I do? ”

Azhao thought: “So... you want to lock me in this palace for the rest of my life? ”

Zhao Yan sighed: “I'd like to... but I can't help but grieve over my Zhaozhao. ”

Zhao's heart is beating a little fast, but it's only been a few days. Zhao Xiao's speech is like a honey dip?

Those moving words floated in the air, as if they were a bubble of hot air, followed by her ears, into her heart.

Follow the bloodline and spread all over the body.

My whole body is burning.

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I have some business going out during the day, I am a little tired coming back, only 3 more haha, less 1000 tomorrow 5 more.

Plus, there's an update in the morning. Don't brush it, we'll see you tomorrow.

Good night ~

Weak enough to ask for tickets...