Fast Travel: The Villain Is Obsessed with Attacking Me

Then he won't be unbearable...

Then he'll have plenty of time to wonder why...

His eyes became brighter and brighter, and he was inexplicably happy in his heart. He didn't want to find out why, so he silently took one last look at the wall, turned and left.

He wants to be emperor.

Never had such a strong desire.

Under the moonlight, he limped away with his eyes darkened, thoughts turning in his mind.

Just as he was thinking, there were slight footsteps outside.

Ming Yi's eyes sank, and he quickly looked towards the door. Suddenly, his expression softened, and he opened his eyes wide in surprise, twisting the flower branch strangely and at a loss.

He is more familiar with the subtle footsteps than anyone else. Behind the wall, he listens to her pace again and again, and her footsteps have been familiar to him by heart.

That's why he was flustered.

The empress is not talking to her father... He swallowed the last two words with difficulty.

...How could it be here?

Mingyi was apprehensive, subconsciously stood up straight and looked at the door obediently, with a nervous and inexplicable look on his face.

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Wen Qi kept walking, and soon reached the door, she hesitated for a moment, but still knocked on the door.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

The soft knock on the door was particularly abrupt in the darkness.

She didn't hold back her steps just now, she was afraid that it would be bad for the male lead to treat her as a thief and open the door with a knife.

Ming Yi pinched the flower branch vigorously, opened his mouth to respond, but found that his voice had become hoarse at some point.

He coughed twice and said in a low voice, "Come in."

Wen Qi pushed the door open and entered.

It was still pitch black to her eyes, but luckily she got used to it long ago, and saw Ming Yi standing thinly and the flowers on his hands at a glance.

Ming Yi's eyes widened suddenly, his conjecture just now was confirmed, and his mind went into a daze: "Empress Empress...you..."

He wanted to ask how she came here.

Is it for him?

Isn't she and Father...?

For a while, thoughts were all stuck in his throat.

Looking at his bright eyes, Wen Qi was inexplicably soft-hearted, and said softly, "You just seem to be peeking at the back of my room?"

"I..." Mingyi was in embarrassment, hanging his head, not knowing how to remain silent.

Wen Qi looked at the child who was about the same height as him with his head down, his eyes softened, and he suddenly frowned, "Are you injured?"

Mingyi heard her tone similar to that of the nanny when she felt sorry for him, and paused in a daze. After she fell silent, she would calmly throw the flowers on the side table, and obediently stretched out her hands in front of the girl: "It hurts."

Wen Qi looked at the well-behaved and wronged child stretching out his hands and screaming for pain, his heart softened, he pinched his wrist and walked out the door: "It's too dark here, let's go, I'll take you back to my palace. "

Ming Yi obediently follows the girl's strength, his mind is still not clear, but he is extremely happy.

The empress is holding him...and taking him back to the palace.

Mingyi curled his lips.

When he reached the wall, Wen Qi raised his head and looked distressed.

That tree is outside, how do I get out now?

Ming Yi looked at the side face of the girl who looked like a fairy in the nine heavens under the moonlight, blushed inexplicably, and said in a low voice: "I can go up first, and then pull you up."

Wen Qi tilted his head to look at him: "Is that okay?"

The girl's slender eye ends, the bright eyes and the bright red cinnabar between her brows were imprinted in Ming's eyes, his pupils shrank, he tilted his head and said in an unnatural voice: "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to want to prove something. He took two steps back, his expression turned cold, and he looked at the wall expressionlessly.