Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

The marshmallows kind of understood Zhao's words.

Some don't understand.

Finally, a simple system means you don't want to.

Anyway, Zhao is right in everything he does, it makes sense.

He just needs support.

Since that day, the pattern of living between Azhao and Carlos has changed somewhat.

Not obvious at first, slowly, slowly, the palace servants noticed.

His Royal Highness sends flowers to beautiful little women every morning.

He had never asked for varieties before, just letting the butler cut a bunch of the finest, newest flowers out.

But now, he will take care of Zhao's servants and scream in the past and ask many questions carefully.

Since that day, the flowers Zhao receives every morning have changed.

It became the bouquet of flowers she liked to combine.

The butler began to ask Zhao every day which dishes he hoped to eat the next day.

You know, no one has ever asked Zhao about this before.

All the things prepared for her in the palace are suitable for female consumption, rare food, but no one has ever asked Ah Zhaoxi if she likes them.

Even when the library in the palace was to be renovated, the butler came to ask Zhao's opinion.

Zhao certainly won't say anything.

It was clear to her during this time that the attitude of all the people in this palace towards herself had changed.

They respected her before, but with the same respect as a delicate guest.

But it's different now.

They have begun to treat her like another owner of this palace.

These things, Azhao can sense, how can Carlos not notice.

I was used to it before, but now that everything is starting to change, he finally understood Zhao's meaning.

Turns out he didn't do well before.

He used to think about everything too simply.

Almost half a month has passed since then.

Carlos couldn't sit still when he saw Zhao alone.

On this day, he finally knocked on Zhao's door.

The door is open.

Zhao in a white dress stood at the door.

Today, her long blonde hair is braided into a beautiful braided dish, fixed with a crystal haircut, and beautifully lightened. The white veil skirt floats very well, and the whole person looks like a fairy who has fallen into the world.

Carlos couldn't even blink his eyes, and he whispered, “Zhao, aren't you angry now? ”

A Zhao glanced at him and hummed softly.

Carlos glanced up: “Do you have... time today? I want to talk to you. ”

He made up his mind. He wanted to have a good conversation with Azhao, push his heart out, spread everything between them, put all the hidden dangers between the two sides on the bright surface, and clear them up again.

However, ideas are good, realistic...

It's cruel.

Zhao didn't have time to chat.

“I have an appointment with Arnab to see the opera. I'm sorry, I don't have time for today.” Zhao said.

Carlos: “…”

He looked at Zhao carefully dressed.

Zhao had never worn such careful makeup before when he went out with him.

He loved Zhao so much that he was wearing a long dress like this, but think again, this outfit exists for other people.

His heart panicked.

Even if it's just a woman.

Oh, it's Arna again.

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Three more.

Calvin's got to meow, not today.

Ok ok ok ok... don't talk when you agree to mess with me!

Tomorrow five makes up for today one more.

Good night, big babies.