You look so beautiful when you cry [Quick Transmigration]

The steam was steaming, and the eyes of the young man who had just reached the crown were slightly closed, his face expressionless.

The fair skin that was raised in the pampering was a little pink from the blisters, and the light fragrance wrapped him, making people dazzled.

However, even in such an ambiguous scene, the young man is still cold, like a piece of carefully carved white jade, beautiful as it is beautiful, but cold to the touch.

The boy waited outside the door, thinking of something, his face flushed slightly.

When his body became a little stiff, he cautiously asked, "Master, the water is cold, do you want to add some hot water..."

The servant has served that man for many years, and knows that he never lets anyone get close to him, not to mention bathing, even when dressing, he has to keep others away.

But the servant still saw the man's body intentionally or unintentionally.

really...

The boy didn't know how to describe it, but he just thought that the most beautiful fairy in the sky should look like that.

He lost his mind in a trance, and did not return to his mind until the door opened.After seeing the person in front of him clearly, he felt a burst of heat rushing to his head again.

Bailishu was only wearing a single shirt, not only because he had just bathed, but his eyes were misty, which diluted the coolness.

The boy stared blankly, forgetting to blink.

This gaze obviously aroused Bailishu's disgust.

He frowned slightly, did not reprimand, but walked around the boy and went back to the room.

The boy's heart was still pounding, and he hurriedly followed, but was stopped by the maidservant at the door.

"The young master is going to bed."

The servant girl's expression was also somewhat unnatural, as if she was absent-minded.

The boy knew that it was also because of that person.

After glaring at the maidservant viciously, the servant ran back to the previous bathroom in a strange way.Looking at the water that was already so cold, he stretched his hand in, and thought of something, blushing, and said, "...don't waste it..."

It was late at night, and Bailishu was awakened by the nightmare again.

Candles were burning in the room, although it was only a faint light, it was better than darkness.

Baili Shu frowned in disgust, the disgusting touch in his dream seemed to still be on his body.

It should be because I met that person today.

It was obviously not that world anymore, but the dark memory followed him all the time.

Even though it is painful to have memories, he is not willing to let the system block the memories, and then be cheated by those two people like a fool.

Bailishu clenched his fists.

In this world, he has a surname of Baili, a different name, and his nickname is Moxi, but the task is still the same, so that Su Qiao's happiness value can reach 100%

The information given to him by the system is limited. In the plot provided, Su Qiao was sold to the prime minister's mansion by his parents when he was young. After working hard for a few days, he met the prince. After leaving the harem, Su Qiao didn't want to fight, so she left the palace and disappeared.

Thinking of the face he saw today, Bailishu's eyes darkened.

He won't be softhearted anymore.

He just wanted to finish the task and leave as soon as possible.

Since Su Qiao likes that pervert Han Jing, let them last forever.

Mo Xi forced himself not to think about it, quit the habit of thinking about Su Qiao in the past two lives, and ignored the conditioned distress when he saw Su Qiao injured.

Su Qiao doesn't need his protection.

Mo Xi closed his eyes and shrank into the quilt.

On the other side, Su Qiao was still in pain.

Nursing courtyard vented all its anger on his head, although it didn't kill him directly, it only left a sigh of relief.

Su Qiao lay in the cold woodshed, and the person he saw before appeared again.

Swallowing hard, Su Qiao was in a trance.

He'd never seen anyone like that... before.

I really want to...take another look at him.

Su Qiao licked his lips. He was only 14 years old at this time, and he was taken in by a fairy before he had tasted love.

The young man has a pure heart and doesn't ask for much, just... wants the gods to smile at him.

The pain became a little numb, Su Qiao thought, if she was still alive after tonight, she would beg that person to accept her.

Let yourself do whatever you want, as long as it is what he says.

Early the next morning, Prime Minister Baili came back from court with a very bad expression on his face.

When Mrs. Baili asked, she found out that she wanted her heart and soul to enter the palace.

Even if she cried and wiped away her tears, she had accepted the order.

The prince is fifteen years old this year, he has a title but no real power, he is said to be a mediocre person with nothing to do, if it weren't for the one son who only survived, he might not be able to keep his name as a prince long ago.

At this age, it is time to go out of the palace and build a mansion, instead of being 'taught' by a person who has no fame and has just reached the crown...

Even if it is unreasonable, so what, that king has always acted like this.

When Mo Xi heard about this, he was resting with his eyes closed.

Looking at Madam Baili's eyes swollen from crying, Moxi subconsciously wanted to say something to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say.

He has only been in this world for three years. At first, he was plagued by nightmares every night. It was Mrs. Baili who spent a lot of money to buy sedative incense, and then he gradually got better.

She really loves her son.

Moshi ended up just handing her the veil.

The preparations for entering the palace began in full swing.

Mo Xi was not in a happy mood, but there was someone he hated running in front of him.

Seeing the boy kneeling shyly in front of him, Mo Xi's eyes were only cold.

"You know I'm going to enter the palace."

Mo Xi's voice was also as clear as ice.

"Yes."

The young man looked at him eagerly, begging in his expression, as if rejecting him was a sin.

But Su Qiao in Mo Xi's nightmare also had this expression.

At a young age, he knew how to use his appearance.

What, you want to trick me into taking you into the palace this time, so that you can hook up with Han Jing.

Mo Xi clenched his fists under his sleeves, narrowed his eyes slightly, and parted his thin lips lightly.

"can."

In Su Qiao's surprised expression, Mo Xi continued to speak with a sarcasm.

"If you lose your power, you can enter the palace with me."

The author has something to say:

Mo Xi (sneering): Cut it, anyway, you don't need it anyway, your scumbag will give you happiness.

Su Qiao (blushing): My son is such a ghost...but I like it.

Han Jing (silently puts on his pants): ...

Author: Cough cough ~ Entering the palace in the next chapter ~ The goal of this week, Qiao Qiao, is still in vain ~ But if Moxi continues to do it... Does anyone miss our kind and lovely Han ~ I will take this guy in the next chapter Let it out~ Yoho~ I heard that you can call for updates by leaving a message~