Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Huayong was relaxed.

He even held it by the door so he could barely slide off the floor.

Don't disturb me?

Is that how she values the Holy King?

Huayong leaned against the door and couldn't help remembering when the two were still in love.

The clearer the past is at this time.

She was so nice to him.

Thinking about him all the time, he really sent it to him with a heart.

Huayung looked at the empty room ahead and couldn't help but think, what were you thinking at that time?

Why, in the face of such sincerity, do you think the other person is acting?

Why... don't you know how to cherish it?

Would she, now, give something to another man that she had given herself before?

Huayong suddenly held his head.

He refused to want to go on.

The person who guarded Huayong was apparently ordered to deliver the meals regularly three times a day. Everything in the palace room is excellent treatment for prisoners.

Apart from that, he does not answer any of Huayong's words, nor does he do anything for him.

The man clandestinely said that His Majesty had been gone for three days.

Huayong sat there for three days.

He couldn't sleep at night, closed his eyes, and his head was full of Zhao A Zhao.

The way they were together, the day she stood in the snow, the way she stained her blood, she looked at herself carelessly...

All night long.

He had just arrived in time to recognize his true heart.

Lost a heart.

Three days have finally passed.

At dawn, Huayong bathed in cold water, changed into clean clothes and tidied his own meter.

--In addition to his pale face and dry, cracked skin on his lips, he is another charming moon-rhyming son.

He figured it out.

He's going to see Azhao.

He has to admit he was wrong. He has to apologize.

He's wrong.

He'll do his best to get her forgiveness.

The door finally opened.

A pair of palace men appeared before him.

Headed by a very familiar man.

Ear.

The Lady of the Grand Palace of the Palace served him for two years.

The girl has always admired Huayong and envied the relationship between him and Zhao.

Just at this moment, she looked at Huayong with a very cold eye.

“Ear.” Huayong shouted at her.

He noticed the look of Earl and asked carefully, "Are you here to take me to Zhaoyang? ”

Earl looked down with respect and said calmly: “His Majesty the Great Summer Emperor, Her Majesty the Empress has no time to summon idle miscellaneous people, etc. I await His Majesty's permission to escort His Majesty the Great Summer Emperor out of the Peacock Palace, where your men are waiting for you. ”

Huayong stunned and then sank his voice: “What do you mean? She..."

His voice dropped: “She won't even see me? ”

Hoi is not exactly a man with a capital, otherwise he will not be easily exploited by Huayong at that time, a lot of news.

She put up with it for a few moments and lifted her eyes and said coldly: "Your Majesty will be unhappy to see you. Your Majesty the Great Summer Emperor, if you really miss the past, think about your Majesty, then leave Peacock and don't let her look upset. ”

Huayong's face was white: “Aren't you happy to see me...? ”

Hoi grinned. “What, Your Majesty doesn't know that? ”

Huayong stumbled for a moment, looked up and smiled at Ear. “Okay, then, I'll go. ”