Chapter 273： Regent's Little Emperor (27)

Chapter 273 The Emperor of the Regent (27)

Xie Yunting was not hurt. When he had a high fever, he only felt a pair of weak hands and wiped him away.

The wound was also carefully bandaged.

After several struggles, I woke up and blurred the shadow of the little emperor shaking around, and he was willing to close his eyes again.

Because of the high fever, he did a lot of messy dreams.

In his dream, his little body was in the hall.

Those who hold the rattan from time to time, come and smoke him a few times.

Because he is blind, so the mother looks at him not pleasing to the eye.

If he is clever, he will suffer all kinds of abuse.

Lack of clothing and food, not allowed to read books, work hard, be bullied by deaf people who are lower than their status.

He even had a serious illness, and when he was dying, he was thrown into the firewood and died.

At that time, he thought that no one in the world would save him.

Those big officials, what emperors, what gods.

They are all virtual, and he expects others to save him.

The result can only wait for death.

If he is not dead, he will try to climb up, climb to the top of the peak, and step on those who despise him.

The dream was very mixed, and he dreamed of his high school champion going to the streets.

He is very happy, but his heart is very calm.

Not high enough, he is not high enough.

The heart is like an abyss. The greater the right, the more he desires more.

But even if he reached the highest position, he was still not satisfied.

What else is it?

Xie Yunting suddenly got up, suddenly someone whispered to him.

He turned back, but saw a cluster of red plums, a petite but straight figure under the flowers.

He walked over, but saw her wearing a wedding dress and laughing at him.

Xie Yunting lived.

She slowly took his hand. "Too Fu, marry you."

Xie Yunting looked at her and turned out to be the face of the little emperor.

However, wearing a female wedding dress, there is no sense of non-destructiveness, but it is amazing.

Xie Yunting’s voice trembled, “Okay.”

When the words came out, his heart was filled.

[Hey, the male master is good forty-five. 】

This reminder, awakened the white Wei Wei who was dozing off.

She inexplicably looked at Xie Yunting who had a high fever.

How come up with a good feeling? This good feeling has risen so easily.

Let her panic.

Xie Yunting will not be able to make up for the mess in the brain.

Just thought so.

The system also reminded, [Hey, the male master dreams that you like him, three times, and the rest of the day hit five thunder. 】

Bai Weiwei: "..."

Can she still manage what people dream of?

This scum, in fact, is that she is not pleasing to the eye, she wants to find an excuse to kill her.

This day can't be over.

Xie Yunting did not know how long he had slept. When he opened his eyes, he blurted and found a figure next to him.

When he thought of his confusion, the little hands kept gently soothing him.

That is the hand of the little emperor, he still recognizes.

Xie Yunting's chilly heart was heated up.

I didn't think she was taking care of him day and night, and she was too tired to fall asleep next to him.

He looked at him gently. "You have worked hard."

[Hey, the man is so good. 】

A unshaven big cake face came over, and the black and yellow fangs smiled and said, "The son wakes up, not hard, and he doesn't work hard."

[Hey, the male master is good forty-five. 】

Gentle heart, hot heart, increased goodness.

I was scared back by this face.

Two more bursts...

(End of this chapter)