310: Chapter 310 - The Regent’s Little Emperor (35)

Chapter 310 - The Regent’s Little Emperor (35)

The Regent’s Little Emperor (35)0

This remark was both quick and sharp.

As if getting involved in this kind of topic was like getting dirty from brushing against something.

Xie Yunting felt his heart being stabbed by each word like a knife, gushing with blood.

She was disgusted?

She wasn’t ashamed of this kind of feeling?

Xie Yunting suddenly felt completely ridiculous. Clearly the little emperor hated him to the bone.

His feelings for her, also went against the norm.

Even he himself, was he not disgusted by those rabbits?

So why did he think that the little emperor wouldn’t be disgusted by him, and even like him?

Simply a joke.

Xie Yunting felt that his mind, in her eyes, was unbearably filthy and vulgar.

This kind of realization made his heart and face freeze.

Even so, a dark thought desperately yelled in his mind.

So what?

He wasn’t one of those rabbits, who came when called and left when dismissed.

He was the one who controlled her life and death.

No matter how disgusted she was, she couldn’t drive him away.

The darkness in Xie Yunting’s heart finally rose up.

Like he was in the final throes of death, “If, in this world, there was a man who adored you…”

Bai Weiwei was afraid that her response was too slow, and that he blindly deluded himself that she liked him.

So she immediately waved her hand and cut him off. “Don’t bring it up again, just thinking about it is disgusting. You’ll make me want to throw up.”

Bai Weiwei couldn’t afford to care about the favorability.

If she didn’t beat it into him that there was no love in this life.

She was going to directly die by lightning.

What words that pierced his heart, what words, she was afraid her words weren’t poisonous enough and wouldn’t make him give up all hope.

She stabbed in one more blade.

“If there really was such a mentally distorted man who didn’t love beautiful women, if such a man who only loved men exists, then they should be slaughtered quickly, so as not to taint our eyes.”

Xie Yunting’s face drained of color, what was he still waiting for?

Did he still expect her to be joyful after hearing it?

He suddenly laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes. They were so cold it made chills run down the spine.

Bai Weiwei trembled. “Slagstem, the target is going crazy, did I say something offensive?”

System: “Offensive or not, you don’t have any guesses?”

Bai Weiwei: “Has there been any case of a host not succeeding and being hacked to death?”

System: “Not hacked.”

Bai Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief.

System serenely then continued: “Every day there’s a lot of deaths.”

Bai Weiwei: “…”

Xie Yunting’s laughter stopped, but his voice was full of killing intent.

“It seems that the emperor still doesn’t know his place. You no longer have the right to die.”

Bai Weiwei also snorted. “That’s right, now it’s Tai Fu who decides other people’s life and death.”

Xie Yunting’s voice was quiet and cold. “I can not only decide a person’s life or death, I can also decide your preference.”

When he finished, he shut his eyes and remained silent.

Because he had gotten too angry, the wound on his waist had opened up again. The blood slowly seeped through his clothes.

Bai Weiwe noticed this. “Tai Fu, have your wounds reopened?”

Xie Yunting suddenly opened his eyes and became angry. “If the emperor is so disgusted by this official, shut up and do not speak.”

On one side saying she was disgusted, on the other coming to care for him.

Was she trying to torment him to death like this?

Bai Weiwei coldly said: “When was I disgusted with you, I’m disgusted by filthy men who love other men. Who still cares about you, I’m just afraid that if you die, I can’t live.”

Xie Yunting was surrounded by people.

If he died, would she still be treated well?

But Xie Yunting sneered. “You’ll soon be disgusted.”

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