The Regent’s Little Emperor (23)
But Bai Weiwei, unaware of his gloominess, said, “You hold this country in your hand. We know you are brilliant and passionate. If someone else had tried to grab this country, we would have given our life to fight back.”
These words weighed heavily.
If it were the past, Xie Yunting would have mocked her for being incompetent.
But witnessing her hidden talent, he discovered the little emperor was the same as him.
She didn’t lack talents.
People like her had the confidence to say such words.
Bai Weiwei’s tone was very solemn. “It’s because it’s you that we are willing to give up because we know you would be a good emperor. My imperial father was muddle-headed and ordinary, not a worthy king. And because of Imperial Consort Shu, the imperial court was in chaos, people were unable to speak up, officials were corrupt. To change this situation, there must be blood and iron reform1.”
Xie Yunting looked at her, startled.
“We once thought that, after becoming emperor, we would promote you, have you become the person that brought about reform.”
Bai Weiwei continued bitterly, “We didn’t think you were more capable than we expected, but that’s also good. As long as people don’t suffer, it doesn’t matter who is sitting on the throne.”
Xie Yunting felt as though these words had pierced his heart and ripped it open.
He didn’t expect the little emperor to be so tolerant.
As long as her people were well, she didn’t mind sacrificing herself.
“So don’t let me down,”
Bai Weiwei smiled again, the light in her eyes as beautiful as the sun.
She flicked her whip and turned away.
“When you become emperor, you must be a wise king, so we don’t regret the days we used to worship you.”
Xie Yunting stood in place, stupidly staring ahead in a daze.
When the honor guard and escort team caught up with him, he regained his senses.
Xie Yunting saw that the little emperor had long left him behind. He somewhat impatiently tapped his horse’s sides, chasing after her.
He didn’t understand why his heart was beating so quickly.
As though it would burst out of his chest.
The little emperor’s words echoed in his head.
When he successfully forced the emperor to abdicate, except for people who had close ties to him, who didn’t secretly curse him as a thief who stole the country.
Yet she admired him, wanted to promote him, and even acknowledged that he would be a good emperor.
These expectations made his heart melt from the warmth.
None of the flattery could match her few short sentences.
【Ding. The male lead’s favorability has increased to 20.】
When Bai Weiwei heard the notification, she couldn’t help but sigh. “It wasn’t easy for this insecure man to finally give me affection points.”
Bai Weiwei sighed again, “Mistreated in his childhood, couldn’t eat or drink, poor and afraid. Now, after rising from the bottom, he likes to listen to endless flattery. Look how happy he is after a few words of praise.”
Sighing until here, she concluded, “So people still need to be rich. Look at me, wealthy since birth, with endless prospects, I’d never waver over a few nice words.”
System: “What host said is right, you’re so beautiful, so smart, so cute, so unique, how could you be shaken by a few nice words.”
Bai Weiwei, hearing this, was over the moon. “It turns out you can actually see my merits. Then I’ll turn a blind eye to all those things you did before.”
When the system heard this, it said against its conscience, “…host is a classic beauty2.”
Bai Weiwei cradled her face and giggled. “My favorite Tongtong, ah, if you want snacks and eye drops, I’ll put it on my tab. You can casually spend my life points, ah.”
Fu*ck, all because it flattered her a little and agreed with her narcissistic comments?
She switched directions faster than a dog’s tail, ah.
1: 铁血改革 iron blood reform; a term popularized by Otto von Bismarck in his blood and iron speech. Essentially using impending war to unite the people in the name of protecting the country. BWW may be referring to this, or she could mean swift and strict reform.↩
2: 美颜盛世: beauty + face + golden age/period of prosperity↩
The Regent’s Little Emperor (23)
But Bai Weiwei, unaware of his gloominess, said, “You hold this country in your hand. We know you are brilliant and passionate. If someone else had tried to grab this country, we would have given our life to fight back.”
These words weighed heavily.
If it were the past, Xie Yunting would have mocked her for being incompetent.
But witnessing her hidden talent, he discovered the little emperor was the same as him.
She didn’t lack talents.
People like her had the confidence to say such words.
Bai Weiwei’s tone was very solemn. “It’s because it’s you that we are willing to give up because we know you would be a good emperor. My imperial father was muddle-headed and ordinary, not a worthy king. And because of Imperial Consort Shu, the imperial court was in chaos, people were unable to speak up, officials were corrupt. To change this situation, there must be blood and iron reform1.”
Xie Yunting looked at her, startled.
“We once thought that, after becoming emperor, we would promote you, have you become the person that brought about reform.”
Bai Weiwei continued bitterly, “We didn’t think you were more capable than we expected, but that’s also good. As long as people don’t suffer, it doesn’t matter who is sitting on the throne.”
Xie Yunting felt as though these words had pierced his heart and ripped it open.
He didn’t expect the little emperor to be so tolerant.
As long as her people were well, she didn’t mind sacrificing herself.
“So don’t let me down,”
Bai Weiwei smiled again, the light in her eyes as beautiful as the sun.
She flicked her whip and turned away.
“When you become emperor, you must be a wise king, so we don’t regret the days we used to worship you.”
Xie Yunting stood in place, stupidly staring ahead in a daze.
When the honor guard and escort team caught up with him, he regained his senses.
Xie Yunting saw that the little emperor had long left him behind. He somewhat impatiently tapped his horse’s sides, chasing after her.
He didn’t understand why his heart was beating so quickly.
As though it would burst out of his chest.
The little emperor’s words echoed in his head.
When he successfully forced the emperor to abdicate, except for people who had close ties to him, who didn’t secretly curse him as a thief who stole the country.
Yet she admired him, wanted to promote him, and even acknowledged that he would be a good emperor.
These expectations made his heart melt from the warmth.
None of the flattery could match her few short sentences.
【Ding. The male lead’s favorability has increased to 20.】
When Bai Weiwei heard the notification, she couldn’t help but sigh. “It wasn’t easy for this insecure man to finally give me affection points.”
Bai Weiwei sighed again, “Mistreated in his childhood, couldn’t eat or drink, poor and afraid. Now, after rising from the bottom, he likes to listen to endless flattery. Look how happy he is after a few words of praise.”
Sighing until here, she concluded, “So people still need to be rich. Look at me, wealthy since birth, with endless prospects, I’d never waver over a few nice words.”
System: “What host said is right, you’re so beautiful, so smart, so cute, so unique, how could you be shaken by a few nice words.”
Bai Weiwei, hearing this, was over the moon. “It turns out you can actually see my merits. Then I’ll turn a blind eye to all those things you did before.”
When the system heard this, it said against its conscience, “…host is a classic beauty2.”
Bai Weiwei cradled her face and giggled. “My favorite Tongtong, ah, if you want snacks and eye drops, I’ll put it on my tab. You can casually spend my life points, ah.”
Fu*ck, all because it flattered her a little and agreed with her narcissistic comments?
She switched directions faster than a dog’s tail, ah.
1: 铁血改革 iron blood reform; a term popularized by Otto von Bismarck in his blood and iron speech. Essentially using impending war to unite the people in the name of protecting the country. BWW may be referring to this, or she could mean swift and strict reform.↩
2: 美颜盛世: beauty + face + golden age/period of prosperity↩
