Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Chapter 921 and Protons, Don't Hack 11

The next morning, Huayong woke up to see Her Majesty the Empress rolling into her arms, much calmer than the previous morning.

Instead of going back to sleep today, he got up with Zhao.

He robbed the palace and personally wore a robe for Zhao. He wore the crown of God.

Zhao held his hand when he was about to kneel half way down to tie his waist.

“You don't have to do this. ”

Zhao lifted up and hung Jade Pei himself.

When she left, she still pulled Lahuayong's hand: “Green, I will come back early to see you. ”

Huayong smiled softly: "Okay. ”

Getting a response surprised Zhao a bit.

She didn't suspect Huayong.

Because just like she'd always liked him.

Huayong will love himself, that is the fate of the two.

It's just that she thought that the identities of the two of them would make this process a little slower.

But Huayong's reaction, apparently, told her that she was wrong.

He moved a lot earlier than she thought.

……

Everything that follows is natural.

Empress and Lin An are getting better and better.

It's the kind of thing that can be seen by the naked eye. When you see the two of them together, you can feel that there is no third person between them, sweet and delightful.

They played chess together in the courtyard. When they got excited, Huayong would play a song, and A Zhao took out a flute and chirp.

During the winter months, they went to Mei Garden together to see the flowers, gather the first snow from the branches, bury them underground, and wait for tea to be made next year.

In the front and rear palaces, everyone knows that the Empress loves to serve the King.

This message has disturbed many of the dynasties of the Peacock dynasty.

Because the Waiter of Lin An is a great summer man.

He is not only a Big Summer man, but also a Big Summer Prince.

Even if they do not want to interfere with Her Majesty's personal feelings, they are unwilling to wait for the royal petition of an enemy nation.

Even with this development, the Royal Family of the Peacocks was born with the blood of the Great Summer royalty.

The Emperor begins to ask Her Majesty the Emperor to fill the palace.

Some even say that Her Majesty the Empress should marry the Holy King.

Holy King, Empress Peacock's royal husband.

A man who can truly be called a woman and an empress, in the name of a husband and wife.

When the news reached the Palace, Hua Yong held Zhao's warm chessboard and played chess with himself.

For more than a year, everyone knew that the maid and the Empress, His Majesty the Chancer, had made a few hearts and minds.

At this moment, the Lady of the Grand Palace is reporting to him.

A white boy fell into the wrong place.

The original game was flawed.

Huayong lowered his eyes and said softly: "I get it. ”

"You and Your Majesty are so good, we all look so good. Those ministers, they're really worried. ”

How's it going?

Huayong can't put it away.

Sometimes, he does too much, and he doesn't even know if he's really into it or not.

Left behind again to make up for the defects in the White Child Trap.

Huayong said faintly: "Ear, don't say that again. ”

“She is Your Majesty, and it is inevitable that such a thing should be filled into the palace. ”

“Who says it's inevitable?” With a thin, angry voice rang from behind.

Huayong turned around and opened his eyes: "Your Majesty? ”