When I Ditched the Protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Su Mingxiu naturally understood what she meant, and because she understood, she couldn't help falling into a short silence.

She wanted to tell the little emperor that this was not the first time the two of them fell in love, and they had many stories of different identities.

but……

For Xiao Miyun who didn't have those memories, so many past lives were suddenly imposed, would she be happy to hear such an explanation?

Abruptly, Su Mingxiu thought of the love stories between human beings and monsters that the scriptures always liked to describe. In it, there was always a monk and a Taoist priest who beat mandarin ducks, saying "human beings have different paths", and wanted to break up their lingering love. Demons can hurt people.

But when people fall in love with demons, people will always be reincarnated after death, but demons have a long lifespan, thinking about this irreplaceable love, and want to find the lover's reincarnation;

And after the reincarnation, people will always be forced to have memories and loves that do not exist. How would she think about it?

At this moment, the system that hadn't appeared for a long time suddenly sneered in her mind, "Recovering your memory is not a good thing for you, you see, you have loved her so many times, but she doesn't remember, she It just feels like you're using her as a stand-in—"

[And if you still have memory, you will meet her thousands of times like this, and fall in love with her thousands of times. Can you guarantee that you will always give each her a unique love?In the future, will you be able to tell which life of her you love? 】

It used an arrogant tone, as if to prove to Su Mingxiu that depriving her of her memory earlier was entirely beneficial to her.

[Less farting] It was rare for Su Mingxiu to lose his usual elegance, so he simply and rudely told him to shut up, "Have you not been charged enough?"

Now that she has the memory of removing the system from her mind, Su Mingxiu can naturally guess that in the following worlds, the system deliberately avoids worlds with high technological content, so as not to allow her to repeat the same tricks. In the small world Get out of its grip.

The system was silenced by her.

At this time, the little emperor who had been waiting for her for so long seemed to have gotten the answer from her quietness, and broke free from her embrace without hesitation. Looking at the back of the little emperor, she narrowed her eyes and sat staring at the empty porridge bowl-

late at night.

The little emperor read the memorial in the Qinzheng Hall until his eyes were bloodshot, and he yawned several times in a row, but he had no plans to go back to the Qianyuan Hall. The Wang Dan who accompanied her quietly refilled her with hot tea a few times , and finally heard the voice of the Gongdao watchman, I couldn't hold back and stepped forward to persuade: "Your Majesty, it's already the third watch, and you have to go to the court at the fifth watch, even the iron-clad people can't stand this kind of suffering, besides... ...that one is still waiting for you in Qianyuan Hall."

He didn't dare to call King Zhenbei by his name directly, so he vaguely hinted at this sentence.

Lazily throwing the nonsense invitation booklet in her hand on the desk, the little emperor found out for the first time that it was not a good thing that Xiao Zhou was thriving. Go get the book from the shelf next to it.

"She won't wait for me." When she got up, when she heard Wang Dan's persuasion, she snorted lightly and responded casually.

In fact, when she said this, she felt a little guilty, because she had always returned from Qinzheng Hall early, and never asked Su Mingxiu to wait.

So Xiao Miyun didn't know at all, if he came back late, would that person light the lamp until dawn and wait for him all night.

That's what I said, but when picking out the books, Xiao Miyun was a little absent-minded, lowered her head and tugged on her sleeves. The dress she put on in the evening was a bit unaccustomed to her, giving people a feeling that it didn't fit well. The illusion, she has pulled it off countless times since she put it on, but she never decides to change it off, it's just so nondescript.

After a pause, she turned her head and asked Wang Dan, "You can ask someone to go to Qianyuan Hall to see if she has rested."

The little eunuch pursed his lips, smiled and backed away, "Yes."

Seeing his smile by accident, Xiao Miyun was a little annoyed, chased after him and kicked him from behind, "Work hard!"

When she saw the book in her hand, she wanted to flip through it casually, but who knew that this book was about the construction of the tombs of the emperors of the past dynasties, and she suddenly remembered the location of the imperial tomb that Xiao Zhouzu had ordered.

Afterwards, she subconsciously thought about whether she would build her mausoleum next to her ancestors in a hundred years' time, or change the name of the country and choose a new site to be buried with Su Mingxiu.

Let's use the specifications of the emperor's joint burial mausoleum.

As soon as the idea came up, the little emperor couldn't help but feel a little sad. Thinking of Su Mingxiu's deteriorating physical condition, knowing that she must be ahead of him, reason told her that it was best to order those funerals for Su Mingxiu now. Let the Ministry of Rites prepare everything for the Queen's state funeral——

However, what came to mind was the picture of the two of them breaking up in the warm pavilion.

In fact, she hasn't calmed down yet, the one who is angry is that Su Mingxiu won't even lie to coax her, but emotionally, she doesn't want to care about that anymore.Because now she and this person see each other less, and get along less and less every day.

How could she be willing to fight coldly with the other party?

Being a stand-in... Anyway, at the beginning, didn't she just want to be by this person's side?

The little emperor tried all kinds of reasons to convince himself, tried hard to swallow the grievance in his heart, and before Wang Dan came back, he asked the palace servants to drive him to the Qianyuan Hall.

When she entered the hall, she waved her hand to make the palace people retreat, thinking that if she saw Su Mingxiu was still awake, she would pretend that the previous incident at the Nuan Pavilion tower did not happen without embarrassment.

But when he saw the person who was already asleep, Xiao Miyun sat by the dimly lit bed, his eyes traced the other person's face, he raised his fingertips, and the shadow caressed the other person's face one step ahead of her movements.

She just stared blankly like this, not daring to wake anyone up, and smiled on her own, then just lying on the side of the bed, forgetting to change her clothes, and fell asleep unknowingly.

After the little emperor's breath calmed down, the sleeping person opened his eyes, stared at the person on the edge of the bed for a while, then looked out the window at the still dark sky, sighed softly, got up and hugged the person lightly. On the bed, he took off his shoes and socks, and when he took off his coat, he saw the skirt underneath, and his eyes were full of smiles.

Because she was afraid of waking people up, her movements were very slow and light. On the way, she had the urge to cough, but she didn't make a sound. She waited until she got out of the palace gate, and then she coughed freely.

The palace maid who waited for the night hurried over to fix her coat, handed her the hand stove, and wanted to ask her for instructions, but before she could speak, she heard Su Mingxiu lightly order: "Go to the imperial dining room." -

The little emperor was used to pulling the quilt for the people around him when he heard coughing at night.

But tonight was obviously very quiet, but she didn't sleep well, she seemed to have had a nightmare and was haunted, when she woke up, she felt that there was no one around her, so she was so frightened that she hurriedly called for someone.

The maid who was serving her rushed in, and just as she knelt down, she heard the emperor's question, "What about her?"

"Your Majesty, the prince went to the imperial dining room early in the morning."

Imperial Room?

"Are you awake?" A voice came from not far away, accompanied by the gentle footsteps of the palace servants filing in, the man opened the curtain, and a clean and simple figure appeared in Xiao Miyun's eyes, "Still It's not your morning time, didn't you sleep well?"

Seeing her, the little emperor didn't even bother to put on his shoes. He hurried to her side, first hugged her, and then went up and down to feel the thickness of her clothes. What, why don't you let the servants do it, and have to go to the imperial dining room by yourself?"

With a smile in his eyes, Su Mingxiu didn't rush to answer her words, he led her to the bedside, waited for her to put on her shoes and finished her coat before pulling her towards the dining table.

At this time, Xiao Miyun took the time to react and smell the fragrance in the room.

The delicacies on the table broke into her eyes at this time, it was too luxurious breakfast, pastries in the shape of peony flowers, hot, cold, and colorful ones were there, as well as side dishes fried with flower petals, and a bowl of pastries Porridge with floral fragrance.

Facing this feast of peonies, Xiao Miyun didn't react at all, and turned his head to look at the people around him in a daze.

Su Mingxiu asked her with a low smile, "Don't want to try?"

"these are……"

The little emperor, who was pushed by her to sit down, even forgot to wait for the person who tasted the food to come forward, so he scooped up the porridge in his own bowl and asked in disbelief.

Under her surprised eyes, Su Mingxiu nodded calmly, "Well, I did it."

After a pause, she did not forget to add, "Your Majesty is the first taster of these dishes."

The implication is that these are only prepared for Xiao Miyun.

Surprised by her sudden preferential treatment, Xiao Miyun took a sip of the porridge, only to feel the faint fragrance between her lips and teeth, she heard her heartbeat, obviously she had already got an answer that satisfied her, but she still wanted to give it another go. Ask her to verify it once, "Is it... someone else hasn't seen it?"

"Yes," Su Mingxiu gave her an affirmative answer, "She has never seen it, nor tasted it, I gave you these—"

"Don't you want me to be nice to you?"

Xiao Miyun's heart was in full bloom, he felt that the porridge in his mouth tasted sweet, and the smile on the corner of his lips could not be suppressed, but he still responded awkwardly, "I never said the latter sentence."

Su Mingxiu sat next to her, propped his head on one hand, looked at her with a half-smile, and didn't want to expose it.

The little emperor waved away all the palace servants around him, took a bite, and then glanced at Su Mingxiu. After a while, she whispered, "Is this the only meal?"

"Didn't eat enough?"

Su Mingxiu frowned, looking at the snacks left on the table, she was a little unresponsive.

At this moment, Xiao Miyun took her hand, and with her fingertips wiped off the little fragments left by her lips from eating the peony cake just now, and then took her hand along her lips, jaw, and neck, Moving down all the way, the further down, the closer the body leans to Su Mingxiu.

At the back, the two of them were clearly separated by two armrests of chairs, but their bodies were already stuck together.

Xiao Miyun's lips pressed against Su Mingxiu's ear, and the warm breath that he exhaled warmed up the slightly cold ears of the other party, his voice was very soft, and his tone was serious, "How can it be enough to just feed here?"

The heat went all the way down that side of the ear, making half of Su Mingxiu's body numb.

She heard the little emperor chewing his words, and asked mellowly: "I still have something more hungry, will you feed me, my lord?"