The Regent’s Little Emperor (43)
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If he killed him then where would she brush up favorability .
She immediately commanded: “Stop . ”
When she said this, she felt her tone was too eager and raised her head .
She saw Xie Yunting paralyzed on the bed, his eyes lit up .
She didn’t want his brain to make up that she liked him .
The terrified Bai Weiwei immediately expressed her disgust . “Of course we want to kill him, we just don’t want him to die here . ”
Gao Jixiang: “Then I will drag him out and kill him outside . ”
When Xie Yunting heard the little emperor, the emotion in his eyes collapsed, revealing a trace of deep despair .
Bai Weiwei frowned . “Forget it, let’s go . ”
Gao Jixiang’s sword hand shook . “Your Majesty, if this scourge isn’t eliminated, he will be a threat to you . ”
Bai Weiwei’s face changed, and her eyes froze over . “Of course we know his heart lacks a king and father, his behavior is dishonorable, and towards us has… damn, we hate him so much . ”
Xie Yunting was completely weak and struggled to overcome this sense of powerlessness .
His fingertips dug into the flesh of his palm . Blood poured out, but he was still unable to move .
He listened to the little emperor’s words, and his ears began to ring .
A sharp pain, constantly tearing at his heart .
Her eyes fully expressed her hatred towards him .
Gao Jixiang didn’t understand . “Killing him is not good . ”
Bai Weiwei smiled wryly . “If we hate him again, we have to acknowledge that he is a good person . ”
He was a good person?
Good person .
Xie Yunting: His bloodstained hands, just where did he look like a good person?
Bai Weiwei sighed . Her hands and feet strained to move, and with great effort she approached the bed .
Xie Yunting was lying down in bed, his expression full of unwillingness and struggle . His eyes were very dark, his anger making him look desperate and insane .
Bai Weiwei looked at him, her eyes calming down, no longer full of disgust .
“We used to see you in the past, a 6-time top scholar, and admired you in our heart . Seeing your future prospects shining so brilliantly, our heart was happy . ”
Her tone was too flat .
Not even giving anyone a chance to dream, like the words were just a summary, lacking emotions .
“But that kind of like, it is nothing like the filthy thoughts in your mind . ”
Xie Yunting suddenly didn’t want to listen to her anymore . He would rather she hate him than treat him like a stranger .
Bai Weiwei: “But even so, we know that you are a compassionate man, else you wouldn’t have waited to long to take over the palace, just to prevent a war . As long as you care for the people, and your heart is righteous, you are a very good person . ”
Xie Yunting opened his mouth, but couldn’t speak .
The little emperor stood in the light, her expression indifferent, her eyes still clear .
“Xie Yunting, we will not kill you today . ”
Then she spoke to Gao Jixiang . “Bring over a pen and paper . ”
Although Gao Jixiang didn’t understand, he still brought them .
Bai Weiwei wrote her edict of resignation and placed it on the desk . “The throne is yours, we… no, I’m leaving . Your abilities are much better than mine, so be a good emperor . ”
After that, she turned around and left, supported in Gao Jixiang’s arms .
Xie Yunting’s throat issued groaning noises before he finally begged with a hoarse voice . “You can’t go…”
Even the throne couldn’t keep her here .
What made him think that he could keep her here with one word?
Bai Weiwei’s footsteps thudded .
Xie Yunting heart tore1 even more . His voice was pitifully small . “Don’t go…”
But she didn’t stop, and didn’t hesitate to walk out .
Soon, her footsteps were drowned by the thunderstorm outside .
Xie Yunting blankly looked at the open door, but he already lost sight of her .
His heart felt empty, and he suddenly felt a chill on his face .
He didn’t know when the tears started falling .
1: 撕心裂肺: torn heart cracked lungs; grieving, extremely sad↩