Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

The marshmallows clearly saw that she spoke so harshly that her eyes were red.

He felt terrible in his heart, but didn't say anything. He flew over quietly and rubbed Azhao's face.

“Don't be sad.” He whispered.

Azhao lifted his hand and touched him in vain: "It's okay, I'm not sad. ”

……

Third time, Zhao went to the Palace as usual.

Huayong still looks like that.

A man sits there and plays against himself.

Quiet as a carefully painted ink tan.

Zhao laughed as soon as he entered the door.

“Don't you feel bored sitting here all day by yourself? ”

Hua Yong got up and walked up to her and said softly: "I'm out, aren't I the only one? ”

Azhao held his hand.

His hands are still so cold.

No matter how precious Zhao used his medicine to warm his body, he couldn't even warm his hands with dragons all over his palace.

Just like this guy.

She looked at Huayong, and there was a trance between the colors.

Huayong sensibly noticed that it was wrong.

He said softly, "What's wrong, Zhaoyang? ”

A Zhao came back to God, and said, "These two days the spirit is not very good. Something in the lungs of a wolf's heart hurts God. ”

She meant something.

However, combining recent events, even Huayong felt that she was abusing Bilantine.

He poured her a cup of tea and consoled her: "Your Highness, I just don't understand. ”

Zhao said softly: "Don't you understand? ”

She shook her head, did not comment on it, put the tea on the table, caressed her forehead with her hands and said softly: “I am tired. ”

Where she couldn't see it, Huayong's eyes flashed with an apology.

Touch her forehead with a slightly cooler hand and rub gently.

Zhaomei's heart slowly eased.

After a while, Huayong thought Zhao was asleep and was about to leave.

She suddenly reached out and pressed his hand.

Huayong said: “Zhaoyang? ”

“Green.” A Zhao sighed, "Would you like to have a baby with me? ”

Hua Yong's body was stiff.

Rumors of the Royal Peacock family inherited the blood of the ancient god beast Peacock, and the blood veins passed on only to his daughter. Therefore, the dynasty has always been dominated by the Empress.

And the Bee royal women, they don't produce like ordinary people.

The blood of the Empress is special. In order to give birth to the heir with the blood of the Peacock, it is necessary to take the blood of two people, go to the royal sanctuary, and integrate the blood into the Sanctuary Sanskrit Pool, where the holy water merges with the blood of the Empress, giving birth to a Peacock Hualien.

The next Empress of the Peacock was born after three years of opening up.

And Birenhua and Birantin are a couple of millennials rarely seen and Tillian.

Huayong does not know the true and false nature of the so-called Peacock bloodline of the Bee royal family, but their family, indeed, carries a different mysterious colour than ordinary people.

Is she... willing to keep a child with the blood of the Grand Summer royal family?

Huayong's color seemed like a sad joy, and he forgot to answer Zhao's words for a moment.

Zhao couldn't help but urge: “Green? ”

Hua Yong returned to God with a slight glance: “Your Majesty... Zhaoyang, I, I am not ready. ”

When he finished the sentence, the indoors were silenced for a long time.

Huayong thinks she must be very disappointed at this moment.

Zhao sighed for a long time.

“Let's talk about it later.” She said.

At this moment, Huayong's heart suddenly flashed with panic.

He doesn't know where it comes from, but his intuition feels like something is going away from him.