Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Ah Zhao almost instantly thought of the little eunuch who delivered food to him in the cold palace.

She mentioned it to Zhao Yin, but Zhao Yin couldn't guess who it would be.

Ah Zhao told the matter to King Beiding.

King Beiding's expression changed: You said, it was specially given to you?

Ah Zhao nodded.

King Beiding seemed to have guessed something, but he couldn't be sure.

In this way, you go into the palace and have a look at King Yan. Come back immediately. King Beiding said.

Ah Zhao thought for a while, and understood the meaning of King Beiding: Father wants to create the illusion that Prince Beiding's residence and King Yan are breaking up?

King Beiding snorted softly: I hope it's true.

That boy Zhao Yin, how can he be worthy of his good girl?

Seeing her father's appearance, Ah Zhao could only pull his sleeves and laugh apologetically.

She immediately changed her clothes and entered the palace.

In the Qiankun Hall, Hui Zong was scolding a group of imperial doctors with a frown.

Seeing Ah Zhao, he raised his eyebrows in surprise: Qin Zhen is willing to let you enter the palace?

Ah Zhao: ...

She called out to her father in a low voice.

Huizong waved his hand: The king of Yan is inside.

Ah Zhao didn't say anything, just saluted and walked in quickly.

Seeing her hurried look, Huizong couldn't help feeling a little bit of complacency in his heart: Tsk, Qin Zhen, no matter how good you are when you give birth to a daughter, she is also from our Zhao family.

Ah Zhao hurried into the inner hall and saw the man lying on the bed.

But in just a few days, he seemed to have lost several laps.

For some reason, Ah Zhao looked at it, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

She took a few steps to the edge of the hospital bed.

Eunuch An, who was guarding inside, watched, and waved his hands to make all the waiters retreat.

Ah Zhao sat down by the side of the bed, looking at the pale man who was still in a coma.

Zhao Yin. She called him softly.

The person on the bed didn't respond.

If it was on weekdays, he would definitely come over with a smile on his lips, pull her and hug her.

A Zhao reached into the quilt and grabbed his hand gropingly.

You said you would come to Beiding Palace to pick me up. If you don't come soon, my father will ask for an order to make us divorce.

The finger he was holding suddenly moved.

Ah Zhao was pleasantly surprised.

Doctor! She shouted, looking at Zhao Yin without blinking.

The man on the bed really slowly opened his eyes.

He seemed a little tired, but his eyes still fixed on A Zhao.

Don't... and Li...

Ah Zhao felt sour.

She took Zhao Yin's hand, leaned down, and kissed the corner of his lips lightly.

You are well, get well soon. I won't make peace with you.

Cough. Hearing Ah Zhao's call, Huizong rushed in immediately, and saw the scene of his daughter-in-law actively kissing his son at a glance, and couldn't help showing his presence.

Ah Zhao looked back at him with some displeasure.

Coincidentally, Zhao Yin, who was lying on the bed so weak, also cast a disapproving glance at his own father.

Huizong: ...

Suddenly feel a little worried.

But now that Zhao Yin woke up, Ah Zhao remembered what he had said with King Beiding before.

She straightened up and bowed to Huizong: Father, my daughter-in-law has to go back.

Huizong nodded.

Seeing that his son was still looking at him eagerly, he reprimanded him a little bitterly: Whatever you look at, if you don't want to, just fight for it, and when you are done, take your princess back from the Beiding Palace.

That guy Qin Zhen was mad at him.

He didn't say that.