Chapter 187

Chapter 187

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Du Zhu and the Empress Dowager’s Various Matters (41)

Bai Weiwei tossed and turned until her body eventually stabilized.

She was dying to ask the system, “How much favorability.”

System calmly replied, “80.”

Bai Weiwei: “It’s only eighty? I’ve even fought with my life on the line for it.”

The system didn’t dare to speak as it looked at Bai Weiwei’s life threatening demeanor. Before it couldn’t endure it and bought a life continuation pill on credit.

As it turned out it was unnecessary, Bai Weiwei knew that he could suppress this death.

Bai Weiwei heard a noise on the other side of the door and immediately closed her eyes.

She heard the sound of footsteps, and the rustling of clothes. The pace seemed a little frantic.

“Haven’t you woken up yet?” Mu Yanjun’s voice sounded gently.

When Bai Weiwei heard his voice, her breath hitched for a moment.

Mu Yanjun had reached out to caress her face. As a result, he felt her intermittent breathing, and he discovered she was awake.

His fingers stiffened in the air. When he remembered she would rather drink poisonous wine in order to escape him, he dared not to touch her.

Mu Yanjun did not expect that he would one day feel so timid.

But she was sweet as syrup.

Mu Yanjun sat by the bed and whispered, “I know you hate me.”

Bai Weiwei’s lashes trembled.

Mu Yanjun pretended not to notice, “but I did not think that you would like me.”

Bai Weiwei pursed her lips, she revealed a fleeting expression of sorrow.

After Mu Yanjun finished his words, he sighed and continued: “I forced you too much, took away all your things, made you become helpless, a person with no identity.”

He pulled her down from her prestigious position as Empress Dowager.

All just to satisfy his selfish desire to imprison her.

He considered that if anyone dared to do so to him, he would hate them to the point of killing the other’s entire family.

How many could be like Bai Weiwei? So very tender hearted, stepping back or conceding to him at each turn.

Even when she had a perfect chance to kill him, she saved him.

“If I said…”

Mu Yanjun felt that while he had to say this sentence, it was too difficult.

“If I said… I will let you go, will you go? “

Bai Weiwei was pale when she finally opened her eyes.

Mu Yanjun looked at her nervously, only to feel suffocated in his breath.

She was silent for half a minute before faintly whispering, “I am a dead person now, where else can I go?”

Mu Yanjun’s fingers gripped the chair, his expression was not changed much, “I will give you a new identity. If you weren’t the Empress Dowager, who would you want to be?”

Bai Weiwei was somewhat lost in thought, “Who else can I be? I wondered about it when I was a young girl. I believed that if I was the daughter of an ordinary family, I would not have to learn so much etiquette, and I wouldn’t have to be so restrained by my family. Moreover I would not need to, for the sake of the family, replace my sister’s position in the palace as a widow. “

As Mu Yanjun listened to her experience, both their hearts began to feel sour.

“I would also secretly fantasize about what my future husband would be like…”

“What would he be like?” After asking, Mu Yanjun found himself aggressive.

Bai Weiwei pondered, “It was probably, a gentle type of good kind hearted man who would be good to me.”

Mu Yanjun: Not gentle at all. Basically an antonym to good and kind. He was cruel to her, not even a little good.

His hand clenched his chair with greater force.1

“If that’s what you want, I’ll help you…”

Mu Yanjun almost couldn’t say it, he raised his eyes to see Bai Weiwei somewhat doubtful, but also fragile eyes.

Finally he still forced himself to let go, gritted his teeth and said: “I will help you achieve it. You can go, if you want to live an ordinary life you can.”

1: This reaction is too cute. Was he hoping she would say: My innocent little baby girl dreams revolved around a man who shuns me with cold indifference half the time and alternates between threatening, and mocking the remainder. Top lel↩