Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

The Regent’s Little Emperor (53)

The palace eunuchs were all replaced with Xie Yunting’s trusted aides.

Despite Xie Yunting’s face of indifference, he still cared about Bai Weiwei’s reaction.

But she just looked at him coolly and didn’t protest.

Xie Yunting didn’t know if he was supposed to feel relieved or angry.

In any case, he could finally tie her down to a place within his reach.

“Your Majesty, it’s time to bathe.”

The palace ladys came up and respectfully reminded Bai Weiwei.

Bai Weiwei nodded and turned to follow the palace lady to the bath.

Xie Yunting, who was reviewing the backlog of memorials that had piled up, stopped and watched her receding figure.

His gaze was unfathomable.

In the last three days, she hadn’t spoken a word to him.

The first time she spoke she had asked about how Chen Jingzhi was. She even worried about that old eunuch.

He listened, feeling vexed, and after he threatened her with a few words, she finally stopped talking.

Stored in Xie Yunting’s box was a chain forged out of special materials, used to restrain people.

Sometimes, he had dark thoughts about keeping the little emperor in the palace.

Tying her to the bed, unable to move, how wonderful, ah.

But after seeing the misery in her brows, these dark thoughts would be pushed aside.

They had returned to the palace, and she couldn’t run anymore. He couldn’t push her too hard.

Suddenly, Xie Yunting remembered something. He threw away the brush in his hand and hurried to the bath.

He saw a row of eunuchs standing next to the bath.

Even a palace lady helping to undress Bai Weiwei.

His eyes immediately turned cold. He ordered in a gloomy voice: “All of you get out.”

Whether it was a palace lady or a eunuch, he didn’t want anyone to see her.

The people around them immediately withdrew.

Bai Weiwei stood there, half undressed, a blank look on her face.

“Tai Fu, what are you doing?”

Bai Weiwei asked expressionlessly.

Xie Yunting smiled coldly. “I had thought you were mute and didn’t remember how to speak.”

He spoke as he undressed.

Bai Weiwei immediately stepped back in fright. She turned away, refusing to look.

When Xie Yunting saw her acting like this, the repressed anger in his heart burst forth.

He raised his brows slightly, his eyes dark and ruthless. “This official heard that the emperor was going to bathe, and especially came to serve.”

Bai Weiwei’s face was pale. “No need.”

Xie Yunting stripped the clothes on his body with clean and swift movements1, then stood naked before Bai Weiwei.

“No need. If it were Chen Jingzhi you would jump up right away.”

Jealousy gnawed at his heart day and night and made him look ferocious.

He even started speaking with guns and rods2.

Bai Weiwei’s expression was tense, “Tai Fu, please conduct yourself with dignity.”

Xie Yunting looked at her coldly, his heart even more annoyed. He spat out three words.

“Chen Jingzhi.”

As expected, Bai Weiwei looked up, her eyes full of pain and struggle.

Then she took the initiative to take off the rest of her clothes.

Her snow-white body was innocent and bewitching, an unusual mix of fantastic allure.

When she pretended to be a man, Xie Yunting had been seduced.

And then she became a woman.

And this attraction became 10 times stronger than before.

She was the first and only person who could drive him mad without doing anything.

Xie Yunting felt like he was about to explode. He took a few deep breaths before he coldly commanded: “Bathe.”

Bai Weiwei immediately fled into the water. The red petals floating on the surface covered her naked body.

Because she had a place to hide, she sighed in relief.

However, she didn’t realize that this faintly discernible shelter made Xie Yunting’s eyes burn even hotter.

1: 三二五除二: three two five divided by two; a reference to calculations using the abacus; neat and quick.↩

2: 夹枪带棒: thorns in (his) words; lashing out in all directions.↩