Quick Travel: After dressing up as a villain, he is bound to the childbirth system

There was no smile on Xiao Huanzhi's lips, and his eyes were dark. He could give her the position that all women in the world yearned for, so why was she still like this?

He recognized in his heart that Zhu Baishao was happy and gentle.

Zhu Baishao looked at him steadily for a while, until he shrank back. The emotions in his eyes were so complicated that Xiao Huanyi couldn't distinguish them at the moment.

Zhu Baishao didn't give him a chance to distinguish slowly. She took the lead in reaching out her hand, twisting a black stone from the chess piece and placing it in the corner of the chessboard.

The green onions on her fingers were as tender as spring bamboo shoots, and she never dyed them again.

"You really want to leave." Xiao Huanzhi lowered his eyes and whispered.

He slowly put down the white child.

"I have told you before that you and I are not from the same world." Zhu Baishao's voice was still clear and clear, but his moves were extremely fast.

"Not from a world?"

Xiao Huanyi didn't know how to feel when he heard this sentence for the second time. He wanted to be a domineering and arbitrary person and lock her up directly and not allow her to leave, but he respected Zhu Baishao as a person. You can't do anything forced.

After that, Xiao Huanzhi spoke again, but Zhu Baishao stopped answering. His moon-like face was gradually stained with frost. In Xiao Huanzhi's eyes, it was as if Wen Yan died and she followed him.

The system looked at Xiao Huanzhi, who had not figured it out yet, and Zhu Baishao's mind was so angry that his consciousness lit up red.

In the end, I wish Bai Shao Heizi a narrow victory.

Regarding the black and white stones in Go, there is a saying that the black stones are yin and the white stones are yang, which is in line with the yin and yang of men and women. Today, I wish the white stones of the white peony root will surpass the white stones of Xiao Huan, which seems to indicate something.

After the chess game ended, Zhu Bai Shao stood up and bowed, "Thank you for your majesty's care over the past few days. I wish Bai Shao will be a cow or a horse in the next life to repay your great kindness."

His Majesty?

Xiao Huanyi was speechless for a moment. This was the first time Zhu Baishao called him His Majesty, and the distance between the two people was instantly widened.

After a long time, he said hoarsely: "Zhu Baishao, who do you think I am?"

Zhu Baishao lowered his eyes, his delicate jade face had a strange color, but thinking of his status as emperor, he finally whispered: "Your Majesty, you have a great country and three thousand beauties, but between you and me we are just nothing more than nothing. It’s just a bad relationship.”

The tone is slightly hoarse.

There were three thousand beauties, and something seemed to be fleeting in Xiao Huanzhi's mind. Before he could catch it, he saw the woman in front of him turn around and leave without any hesitation.

"Where are you going?"

After all, he lost his previous demeanor and stood up suddenly. His wide sleeves brought down the chess piece, and the jade chess pieces collided with each other, making a clattering sound.

Zhu Baishao thought about the two people who wanted to become a monk, Xiao Huanzhi and Wen Yan, and had some evil thoughts in his heart. He said lightly: "It's just like finding a nunnery in the mountains, twisting your hair and becoming a nun."

After saying that, he ignored Xiao Huanzhi and went straight out of the imperial garden, got on the carriage that was still at the door, and said to the coachman under Bi Tao's worried eyes, "Let's go."

The rumble of the carriage could be heard in the distance.

At this time, the bright moon was in the sky, a gust of wind blew by, and the white pear blossoms fell like flying snow on the late-blooming pear tree by the pool.

A few petals fell on the young man sitting blankly by the stone table. The contrast between black and white added to the sadness of separation.

On the carriage driving out of the palace.

Bitao lowered the curtain and asked hesitantly: "Miss, why don't you want to stay and be the queen?"

Zhu Baishao reached out and pinched the baby fat on her face, and whispered: "Silly girl..."

"I don't care about the overwhelming wealth and power. Moreover, in the deep palace, I always see only the smiles of the new ones, and no one hears the tears of the old ones... There will always be a day when I look old and my youth is gone. , rather than looking at each other in disgust in the end, it is better to just forget about each other..."

At least, in his heart, she will always be in her prime.

Bi Tao looked at Zhu Baishao's tearful eyes clearly under the light in the carriage, and suddenly understood what she had not finished saying.

It's not that the young lady doesn't love His Majesty, it's that her personality doesn't allow her to love a man who is destined to have many wives and concubines, three palaces and six courtyards.

"Miss, I will accompany you from now on."

……

Time flies by, and almost a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

In the palace, Xiao Huanzhi was sitting behind the desk, reviewing memorials with a cinnabar pen. He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the maids and eunuchs standing by the corridors in the palace with their heads bowed. Although there were many people, he felt deserted.

Since Wen Yan passed away and Zhu Bai Shao left, the palace has become increasingly lonely.

One year after Xiao Huanzhi ascended the throne, the seas and rivers in the country were clear, but he became more and more cold and solemn, and his pair of twinkling, meandering phoenix eyes became colder and deeper.

He glanced at the draft memorials that he had thrown aside and piled up almost like a hill, and said coldly: "These ministers who petitioned for the draft will all be fined for one year."

"Yes." A big eunuch took the order and left.

"Your Majesty, do you want to pass on the meal?" A eunuch bowed and asked in a low voice.

Xiao Huanzhi did not answer, but stood up and walked out of the palace. The young eunuch quickly grabbed his cloak and followed.

He came to the pool where he and Zhu Baishao were playing chess before parting, and walked slowly. In the past year, whenever he was upset, he would come here for a walk.

It is March in spring, and the pear tree next to the pool, which usually blooms the latest last year, has also sprouted clusters of flowers like brocade.

That night, Zhu Baishao's words were still ringing in my ears, "Your Majesty, you have great rivers and mountains, and three thousand beauties. There is just a bad relationship between you and me."

Evil fate?

Sometimes I think about it, the relationship between him and Zhu Baishao really seems like a dream, somewhat unreal.

wrong!

Three thousand beauties?

Xiao Huanzhi's phoenix eyes wandered, and he realized some of the joints at once.

"Come on!"

The little eunuch trotted over quickly, waiting for instructions.

"Let the officials from all over the country go to the nunnery in the mountains to search for a woman named Zhu Baishao, find her, and protect her."

The voice of the young man wearing a dark cloak was full of hope.

……

In the hazy Jiangnan, a small town house.

In a side room, Zhu Baishao, with loose green silk hair, was biting a piece of cloth to give birth, her temples already soaked with sweat.

"lady……"

Bi Tao was anxious and anxious, her face turned pale.

When she and Zhu Baishao left Beijing together, they discovered that Xiao Huanzhi had someone put a lot of gold, silver and silver notes on their carriage at some point.

The two of them traveled all the way north and saw a lot of scenery before taking a boat and heading south by water. After months of traveling, Zhu Bai Shao still asked the system to record many videos of beautiful mountains and rivers for her.

When her belly began to show her pregnancy, Bi Tao realized that she was actually pregnant with today's child.

At this point, the two bought a small courtyard in Jiangnan and settled down.

Zhu Bai Shaosheng was so outstanding that her beauty spread throughout the town after just a few appearances.

The squire outside the Yuan Dynasty who sent a matchmaker to propose marriage almost broke the threshold of her home.

After that, she asked Bitao to change her name to "Mrs." and tell others that she was a widow who had just lost her husband and was pregnant with a posthumous child. Only then did she finally feel a little calmer.