Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

He's colder than snow.

He is brighter than red plum.

He was himself, a man who had lost his God and his heart just once.

Huayong's eyelashes drooped slightly and bent his back: “Your Highness. ”

Beelantine went back to God.

Her wild gesture suddenly became embarrassing.

“Lin An... Lin An does not have to be polite.” She talked.

Huayong revealed a smile: "Is Her Majesty also here to admire Plum? ”

Plum?

Bilantine glanced up at the person in front of him and looked at the reddish flashes above his head as if he had seen the beauty of the red plum in a flash.

They're still here, aren't they?

Beelantine nodded: “Well, yeah. ”

But God obviously wasn't on her side.

She had just finished her remarks, and the palace man who had been instructed by her to replace the crystal bottle came with a vase.

“Your Highness, how about you look at the crystal vase? It should look really good with red plums. ”

Beerantine: “…”

Her face is a little hot.

That's what I just said. I came to see Plum, and I took a vase with me and I wanted a spicy hand to destroy the flowers.

She was ashamed of herself.

Bilan Ting lowered his head, not knowing what to say, but felt that Lin An's eyes fell on him.

She's getting more nervous.

There was a slight laugh over his head.

“Is Her Royal Highness coming to fold some red plums? ”

Bilanting quickly raised his head and just wanted to say no now, he heard Huayong say: “Let Lin Andelau ski here. ”

Rejected words hover between lips and teeth and can no longer be said.

She raised her head and watched him reach out to reach for a flower in front of her.

As a result of this movement, the sleeves slipped and revealed a slim, powerful arm.

Her skin was like a white jade with black plum branches, which made her shake her eyes for a moment.

By the time Bilantine returned to God, Huayong had come towards her with several red plums in her arms.

“Your Highness, your red plum.” He reached out.

The spectacular cold scent came as he moved toward the Pyrenees.

Look at the bone knot elongated hand and hand over the red plum, smelling the ghost plum smell like nothing else.

The only thing that flashed in Bilender's mind was this:

There are bandits, like Jade.

Hand folded with dark perfumed sleeves.

……

Zhao was already in the palace when Huayong returned to the Palace.

When Zhao saw him come back, he welcomed him.

Huayong was stuffed with a warm stove.

“Did the palace say you went to Meiyuan? On such a cold day, you should wear an extra cloak. ”

Zhao touched Huayong's hand. He was relieved when he saw it wasn't very cold.

Huayong stifled a little.

He put down his hand stove, took off his big hammer, and walked indoors. He washed his hands seriously before walking out.

Zhao wondered: “Why did you wash your hands? ”

Huayong said softly: "I accidentally got my hands dirty. ”

Zhao didn't care either, pulled him to talk a lot.

Huayong suddenly asked: “Your Majesty, it has been two years since I came to Peacock. I have only one child under my mother's knees, can I...”

He suddenly stopped talking and looked at Zhao.

He means she understands.

Zhao did understand.

He wants to go back to the summer.

But...

Azhao frowned. According to the plot, this is the time of civil unrest in the summer.

He was banished back then, and is now the abandoned prince of Empress Peacock to serve the monarch. If he suddenly goes back, he will not be welcomed.