Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Feng Ling the cannon fodder died so quickly, without even a death sentence?

Feng Yunian’s voice choked, “I won’t let you go. I want you to rely on me for the rest of your life, and no one can take you away.”

She was his only remaining light and warmth.

She only needed a single word of hatred to ruin the pitiful illusion he created.

Bai Weiwei felt warm tears drip on the back of her hand.

She tried to open her mouth to comfort him, but realized that she could not speak and could only sigh helplessly.

Feng Yunian didn’t say a word and only covered her eyes with his fingers, his body shaking and tears constantly falling from his eyes.

He couldn’t bear to see the look of hatred in her eyes.

He couldn’t return to the past, but he still wanted to use gentle care so she could hate him less.

Bai Weiwei slowly stretched out her hand and tried her best to touch his face.

His face was covered in tears.

He cried like a spoiled little girl who was hurt.

Stop crying, fool.

She brushed his face lightly with her fingers and said silently, don’t cry.

Feng Yunian stared at her vacantly. Suddenly, he removed his fingers and saw her eyes full of tenderness.

Her face, more beautiful than snow, had a helpless but beautiful smile, and there was no trace of hatred in her alluring eyes.

She seemed to want to say something and opened her mouth, but she just pursed her lips in disappointment.

Feng Yunian felt like his heart was pierced with pain.

Her hand that was placed on his face abruptly lost strength and fell down.

Feng Yunian was at a loss and grabbed her hand again. He bowed his head in embarrassment and wiped his tears with his other hand.

“The snowfall is starting to get heavy. Let’s go, Your Majesty.”

He dared not stare at her, for fear that the gentleness just now was just his fantasy.

Bai Weiwei with her dead fish eyes1: “I tried my best.”

This really made her want to pull her hair out. Who knew Feng Yunian had a fragile heart of glass?

For fear of shock, he would believe in his own masochistic brain and believe nothing else.

System: “You can always buy an antidote.”

Bai Weiwei: “Why didn’t you say it earlier?”

System: “The second time you buy an antidote, it will cost ten times the price. I thought you would be reluctant.”

Bai Weiwei was excited, “I’m not that stingy… how much is ten times?”

The system kindly reminds: “50 days of life.”

Bai Weiwei: “Don’t buy, thank you.”

System:”……”

Bai Weiwei tried to be nonchalant and maintain her wealthy personality. “It’s useless to buy it. Even if I speak, I can’t explain why I wanted to marry Feng Ling.”

Feng Yunian was not stupid.

There was no real reason. It would be stranger if he believed her.

System: “Yes, this is a challenge.”

Bai Weiwei: “Only someone who was happy to wear a green hat would forgive, ah.”

There was no good reason, and the favorability couldn’t be grinded either.

After Feng Yunian carried her back, he nervously took her clothes off.

She quietly rested in his arms as he took off her robe, revealing her slender and soft body.

The inner robes slipped loosely over her shoulders.

Showing her delicate and beautiful collarbone.

Feng Yunian gazed thoughtlessly for a moment, then looked away with effort as he suppressed his filthy impulses in his head and continued to change her clothes.

How could he have no desire for her?

But to someone so proud like her, he clipped her wings and locked her in a cage.

If he forced her again, her dignity would be completely crushed.

He was afraid she would be completely broken.

Feng Yunian hesitantly put on her clothes and said, “Your Majesty, tomorrow morning, let’s attend imperial court together.”

Even though all the new officials were promoted by him.