Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"..."

The little guy is a little depressed...

But according to the ceremony of this big wedding, her hijab has not been lifted, which means that the ceremony has not been completed, and she cannot speak at this time.

Can only be silently gestured twice.

"Ah."

The man sneered again.

The next second, Xiang Xing only felt a somewhat sharp palm wind blowing towards her face, which made her tremble slightly, and subconsciously wanted to hide back.

However, that palm wind just brushed quickly in front of her.

But for a moment, the hipa covered on the little guy's head went away with the palm of his hand and received it in the man's hand.

She couldn't help but stunned.

Immediately, he raised his soft eyes and looked at the young emperor.

He has a perfect facial features and a very handsome face.

However, even though he was wearing the emperor's exclusive wedding dress, the sinister aura that lingered between his brows was not much concealed by the joyous look.

The slender eyes drooped slightly, and without looking at her for a half, he quickly turned around.

"If you are also forced, if you want to leave, Gu is more than happy to fulfill you."

The first speech smiled softly, his eyes flicked out of the window slightly, staring at the night.

"Five days later, Queen Xiang contracted a serious illness and died suddenly... At that time, Gu can send you out of the palace and fly away with you."

"……what?"

Hearing this, Xiang Xing was a little stunned.

This……

So, if the original owner of the previous life, Miss Sister, wants to leave, just tell the emperor no?

I can't use that fake death medicine at all, and I won't make that kind of nonsensical oolong...

Thinking about it, the little guy couldn't help but mourned for a second in his heart for the original owner, Miss Sister.

Of course, this so-called flying away may also be directly silenced by the emperor.

Ugh.

After sighing, Xiang Xing took a deep breath.

He simply sat up straight, his voice soft and solemn, "Your Majesty, I...I don't want to leave."

"Oh?"

The first speech paused, and Jun Yan turned slightly to the side.

The shallow and thin lips curled slightly, and the voice suddenly sank, "If you don't leave, then you can only go to Cihua Palace."

He thought about it for a while, and then added, "There are many daughters of your father's enemies there."

"...The concubine knows."

Xiang Xing nodded lightly.

Cihua Palace, isn't it the cold palace in the plot where there are so many young ladies and sisters living there.

Indeed, there were several sad women there who did not want to be concubines, but were forcibly squeezed in by Empress Dowager Luo and Xiang Qian.

When she goes, it will be equivalent to losing power, and there will be ghosts if she is not wearing small shoes.

And, anyway, where you go is a dead end.

It would be better to offend him directly and die in his hands. The big deal is to change the world or something...

After thinking about it, the little guy pouted and tilted his head slightly.

Continuing to be bold, "Your Majesty, isn't there a way for the concubine to stay without going to the cold palace?"

Hearing this, the first resignation froze for a moment.

He couldn't help bowing his head and smiled coldly: "In other words, do you want to secure the position of the queen?"

He said, but finally turned around.

His eyes turned slightly towards Xiang Xing.

He seemed slightly startled, frowning slightly.

Weird.

It is not that he has never seen this daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

If I remember correctly, when I saw her roughly at the Xiangfu's mansion that day, not only did she never give him a straight look, but she even looked at him indifferently.

It seems that the next day, he will go to Hanxiang Temple to cut his hair and become a nun.