Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 1548

[Chapter 1548 The Faint King: How many times do you want to assassinate me?]
Why is it the Hall of Supreme Harmony instead of the Hall of Western Cold?
When Luo Qingchen was injured that day, he took her to the Xihan Palace almost without saying a word.
But now it was Yue Caizhi whom he had been thinking about for a long time, but she brought her to the Hall of Supreme Harmony.
Why…
Could it be…
He frowned slightly, and a terrible emotion spread in his heart. That woman, whom everyone felt was not worthy of affection, seemed to be… in love with another person.
“Well—” he responded lightly, without taking his eyes off her.
The surroundings were eerily quiet, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.
Wen De swallowed his saliva and said: “The imperial doctor has already removed the toxin for Miss Yue, so there is no danger of her life.”
“Yes—” he continued to respond without any fluctuations in tone.
For some reason, Luo Qingchen had the urge to chuckle. It was probably because Lin Nanyi was so indifferent to matters related to Yue Caizhi, making her feel that, at least…he had never had love for her.
“That…” Wende felt that if he said a word more, he would suffer, but he said it anyway.
“King Pingxi asked the old servant to invite the emperor back to the Hall of Supreme Harmony…”
“Huh?” He narrowed his eyes coldly, and instantly felt a chill emanating from his body.
This time, there is not only an ‘um’, but also a slightly arrogant ‘hum’.
In the next second, Wende immediately knelt down and said: “The old slave should die… The old slave should die…”
Lin Nanyi raised his eyes and said: “From today, all the first-class and first-class guards will be sent to guard in turn in this palace, and the preparation of the ether and The hall shall prevail.”
“Yes…” Wende cupped his hands, his voice trembling slightly.
What Lin Nanyi said was nothing more than that how the guards in the palace protected him, the ninety-five supreme being, would protect Luo Qingchen in the cold palace.
Sure enough, anyone can offend anyone in this palace, but the former princess cannot be offended.
He glanced at her, a touch of reluctance and a little indifference flashed in his eyes.
No warm words, no explanation, just looked at her with indescribable emotion.
It seemed that those calculated assassinations had already made this man indifferent and heartless.
Become no longer… love.
“As for your being so unfavorable this time, you have been fined for half a year, do you have any objections?”
…
“Yes…” He replied bitterly. I didn’t forget to shout in my heart: Whenever there is something about the former princess, the emperor loves the people like a son in his heart, and the image of being sympathetic to his subjects instantly becomes two words!
Faint Lord! Faint Lord!
-Back to
the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Yue Caizhi was lying on the soft couch with a pale face. Lin Dongxue stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, feeling anxious in his heart.
There was a place he really wanted to go, very, very much.
“The emperor is here—” Wende’s high-pitched voice sounded.
Lin Dongxue hurriedly cupped his hands and said, “I’ve met the emperor.”
“You don’t need to be too polite.” He nodded slightly, looking at his own brother’s eyes, he suddenly felt a little displeased.
Just looking at him can remind him of the scene where he and Luo Qingchen talked and laughed happily in the Xihan Palace that day.
Still really in my mind… lingering.
“Since the emperor is back, the younger brother will take his leave.” He frowned lightly, although his face looked calm, but there was a hint of anxiety in his voice.
Lin Nanyi heard it.
“Is there something important that the emperor is so anxious about?” Lin Nanyi narrowed his cold eyes, and even his voice became a little more indifferent.
Lin Dongxue lowered her eyes slightly, cupped her hands and said, “Something happened to my friend…”
“She’s fine,” Lin Nanyi said.
[End of This Chapter]
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