Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 688 The Empress Regnant’s Enchanting Consort (20)

Bai Weiwei was finally relieved when she heard the favorability break free from the negatives.

Offer a token and gain favorability.

She didn’t need to be desperate; it indeed was too simple.

Bai Weiwei suddenly thought of something and knocked on the system: “Does this world plane not have a side quest?”

System: “Not triggered yet.”

Bai Weiwei’s heart still had a lingering fear when she thought of how she nearly had to streak around the earth in the last world plane. “Can the side quest be rejected?”

The side quest penalties were getting increasingly outrageous.

The system was silent.

Bai Weiwei: “…is the side quest forcibly bound, and not able to be rejected?”

The system pondered over whether to tell the truth. After all, the truth damaged its wise and mighty image flashing in gold.

Finally, it hesitated. “I’m telling you now, don’t laugh.”

Bai Weiwei: “I’m such a good person; how could I laugh at others?”

The system felt reassured. “The side quest initially could have been rejected. But when I came down in the beginning, a minor error occurred.”

When Bai Weiwei heard the system recall the beginning, she was very supportive: “And then?”

The system said: “And then I tripped and landed on my face. A few basic functions were broken, including the side quest rejection button.”

Bai Weiwei: “Face planting, HAHA so stupid, ah! HAHAHA did you get a big pie face1…”

The big pie face system: “…”

Wasn’t it agreed that good people don’t ridicule people, ne? This system2 is done being friendly, goodnight and goodbye.

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When Feng Yunian woke up, the space beside him was empty.

He heard a voice. It was Bai Weiwei speaking to the attendant.

“Have the imperial physician come every day. The palace has been in disorder recently, so bring in more servants.”

The attendant reverently bowed her head and said: “Yes, Your Majesty.”

Bai Weiwei also said: “When Lord Feng goes out, send more people to protect him. Zhen’s royal guards will be transferred to him.”

These words shocked the attendant.

Feng Yunian turned his head and saw that the attendant was changing her clothes.

The image of her exquisitely beautiful back under the morning light was breathtaking.

Two attendants were slowly dressing her in the black empress robes.

She said calmly, “Also, whenever the high priest wants to enter the palace, just drive her away. Zhen wants to let everybody know that it is time for the high priest to step down.”

The attendant panicked: “But th-this…”

Bai Weiwei’s voice chilled, icily detached. “Whoever lets the high priest into the palace is whoever zhen cuts down.”

The attendant immediately kneeled, not daring to speak again.

Feng Yunian stared at her with a dark and profound gaze.

She turned around, and he immediately closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.

Before long, he heard the sound of footsteps approaching the bed.

Did she find out he was awake?

Feng Yunian didn’t dare to move. The next moment was quiet and restrained, without a trace of profanity, a light kiss that left quickly.

Disappointment flashed across Feng Yunian’s heart.

Then he heard Bai Weiwei’s voice, “Good morning kiss.”

After speaking, she walked away. Feng Yunian heard her instruct them as she left: “Let Lord Feng rest well. No one can disturb him.”

Feng Yunian opened his eyes, his brows finally drawing into a furrow.

His expression turned complicated.

Did she like him?

Feng Yunian didn’t dare to honestly believe her feelings.

With the environment he grew up in, he was destined to have a suspicious nature.

Feng Yunian couldn’t help but reach up to touch his lips, as though a bit of warmth would be left.

But very quickly, his cold and hardened heart prevailed. He didn’t need this.

He brought out the token representing the child of heaven from his sleeves.

Finally, he smiled in satisfaction.

This was what he wanted.

1: 大饼脸: a wide and flat face with small facial features.↩

2: 宿统友尽了: all I got out of looking this up was a poem about the poet waiting for his friend until it was dark?↩