Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

The gossipy system continued: “Did you know? The entire palace's has a newer rumor going around that Sheng Siyu, this guy is as powerful as a beast, he can do it 32 times a night. Even with an imperial physician, you might still die."

“Did you know? The palace also has a rumor that Sheng Siyu, this guy is not even as nice as a beast, 101 times a night, that would definitely kill you, then he would let the imperial physicians wipe preservatives on you so that he can continue to rape.”

Bai Weiwei started swearing at the system, “Did you know? The first system in history to have their corpse cut into multiple pieces is going to be born the next second."

The system called out two times and immediately said, “Favorability won't rise for you! Hope you're happy!”

This dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water system refused to give her any help, so he just began playing back the video of last night.

After watching the video, she became silent for a long time.

So, what 101 times, wasn't this just a kiss?

And with only this kiss, her favorability rose by 5 points.

Bai Weiwei did the calculations, and felt that this if this sluggish speed was going to continue, it was estimated that even if three months had passed, she would be unable to make Sheng Siyu favorability 50.

As she thought about it, she painted on some paper carelessly.

When someone came back to her awareness, she looked back and immediately saluted, “Your Majesty.”

Sheng Siyu glanced at her lips, and saw the traces of his bite left from last night.

He suppressed the restlessness raising in his heart and glanced at the painting she had drawn.

Uh…

“Love, this painting, it is quite unique.” Sheng Siyu looked at the yellow… Unknown object? It was impossible to say words of praise.

When Bai Weiwei heard him, she immediately picked up the paper happily, “Is what the Emperor says true? I painted it this morning. This tiger looks good. Although it is not any more powerful than the Emperor, it can be considered a rare work.”

Tiger…?

Sheng Siyu strongly praised, “The painting is very good, but there is room for improvement.”

Bai Weiwei saw that Sheng Siyu's words were insincere, and the joy in his eyes dimmed, “I know that I have no talent, but I still want to be able to keep up with the Emperor.”

She would start to learn how to paint because of him?”

Sheng Siyu’s heart went soft, out of all the woman in the harem which one would be pure enough to learn something for him.

For them it's all about power and wealth.

【Ding, the male lead's favorability is at 32.】

The degree of good feelings had increased by 2… such a small increase, it really made Bai Weiwei really want to give this stingy Sheng Siyu 2 slaps.

The system was stunned for a long time, and finally couldn’t help but open its mouth, “You obviously draw Pikachu.”

Bai Weiwei calmly replied, “Yeah, what do you want? I am so innocent, so pure and childlike, just like Pokémon. Why don't you come and marry me!”

System: The host has the courage to her convictions, not daring to publicly criticize. Is she broken?

Bai Weiwei finished painting, and after she washed her hands, she ordered the flowers to be sent.

Today was the Flower Festival.

It was a unique festival of this dynasty. It was said that when the flowers bloom was the best day of the year, so it should be celebrated as a festival.

And there was food made from flowers.

Lu Lei and Hong Xiu were sent to get some flower porridge, which was especially delicious.

Sheng Siyu was very cautious about food. He hardly ate anything that the harem members give him.

But seeing that it was Bai Weiwei giving him food this time, he didn't have any precautions to accompany her with a bowl.

Bai Weiwei saw that he had eaten and looked very happy. She said, “It's really good. When I was at home, my mother and father would take me out during the flower festival. I always got to eat delicious flower food and at night got to watch the lanterns, then I would go to give my wish. My mother said that she and met my father at the Flower Festival.”