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nChapter 65

nTranslator: Nigaria

nProofreader

/editor: Piper

nThe Emperor on Top, Imperial Concubine Underneath (19)

nAt that time, only his concubine mother would kiss his head and stroke his hair.

nAnd then he grew up, soaked in blood, and ascended the throne to become the Emperor, but there wasn’t anyone was gentle to him anymore.

nIf done well, no one would praise him.

nIf committed a mistake, no one would comfort him.

nThe coldness in Sheng Siyu’s eyes disappeared, and a tear slowly flowed out and dripped down into the darkness.

nSomeone in the distance suddenly lit fireworks in the area where the Flower Festival was taking place.

nSheng Siyu knew this was a signal to get ready.

nBai Weiwei saw the fireworks and immediately started watching it with great interest.

nShe was grown but this was still the first time someone carried her flying so she could watch the fireworks from such a high place.

nSheng Siyu’s voice was a bit dry, “Are you getting tired? Let’s head down now, okay?.”

nBai Weiwei felt it was somewhat a pity, she still wanted to see more of the scenery, but considering that Sheng Siyu was carrying a grown living person and also performing this mystical quinggong, she could understand that the other person’s physical strength was unable to keep up.

nSheng Siyu flew to the place where the Chen family held the lantern festival and placed Bai Weiwei down.

nHe looked up and saw at the center of the lantern-holding venue, a huge lotus lamp hanging.

nThat size, as well as the quality of the lanterns, those were royal lanterns.

nSheng Siyu’s eyes were cold, and the murderousness in his heart was almost uncontrollable.

nHe took out a red hibiscus from his bosom and placed it in Bai Weiwei’s hair, as well as took off her mask to reveal her beautiful face.

n“You wait for me here, I will go buy some food.” Sheng Siyu said.

nBai Weiwei exposed a trusting smile, “I’ll wait for you, Husband.”

nHusband?

nSheng Siyu felt that this husband had slammed into his heart.

nSuddenly his eyes became slightly warm, and he turned his head and walked away at once, with quick steps fearing that he would start to repent.

n【Ding, the male lead’s favorability has risen to 50.】

nThe system felt touched, “Finally his favorability is not stagnant.”

nBai Weiwei looked serious. “No, ah, Sheng Siyu, this product, how can it be so kind to take me to see the lanterns, just one look and you can see that this guy’s brains don’t function properly, he is such a blockhead, how can he possibly be romantic to a girl? It seems that Sheng Siyu is ready to strike.”

nJust as she finished, a frivolous voice rang.

n“Oh! Where did this little beauty come from? Come give this Master a kiss.”

nThis was the opening remarks of a cannon fodder character.

nBai Weiwei snorted coldly, and when she turned around, she was almost scared to run back to the palace.

nHis face was full of pimples, a collapsed nose and mung bean eyes, round pig’s lips, followed by a 300 catties1 figure like a toad… Who was that, ah?

nThat was simply ugly beyond her imagination.

nBai Weiwei had not forgotten her role playing, her face panicked, “Who are you, why are you taking liberties with decent women in the middle of the street? Even if …… Even if you look like Pan An2, handsome men cannot take liberties with women either ah!

nThe pimple-faced, piggy frog-shaped cannon fodder was astonished.

nHe… looks like Pan An?

nHe’s… handsome?

nThe system was shocked: the first time I saw a host that was so awake and so savvy.

nSheng Siyu and the Head Eunuch who were hiding in the dark were also shocked by this statement.

nSheng Siyu remembered Bai Weiwei’s strange disease. Seeing ugly as beautiful and beauty as ugly.

nIt turned out that this was what she liked, a man like this was like Pan An in her eyes. Had it always been this way?

nIf it was like this, he would not reach her standard in his whole life.

nThis made Sheng Siyu’s face twist slightly.

nThe toady cannon fodder was excited, “You really know me. I want to take you back home as my wife. I am the young master of Chen’s family, Chen Pao Hui. My grandad is the auxiliary of the imperial court. My family is an illustrious literary family for generations.”

n… said the cannon fodder.3

n1: Catties are an ancient chinese wight system, a catties as .5 kg, so 300 is 150 kg, or 330.693 lbs.↩

n2: Pān Ān, famous handsome and elegant writer from the Western Jin dynasty↩

n3: His name is literally the same word for cannon fodder. 炮灰 (pàohuī) :cannon fodder; 泡灰 (pàohuī): Pao Hui (his name)↩

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