[Ding! Collect all the great soul fragments of the Emperor*1!]

[Ding! Get 100 points of favorability!]

"Your Majesty, you have a total favorability of 902 points now. Do you need to draw a prop?"

After so many times of rejection, the system has no hope of being stingy Her Majesty, who will draw props, his voice is weak and completely loses his enthusiasm.

Can't be cute anymore ╮(╯＿╰)╭

Her Majesty the Queen was very dissatisfied with its passive and lazy attitude. Liang Liang glanced at him with a sideways: "Little Tongzi, as my former eunuch, what is your attitude?"

If you drag it out, give it a red rice ball, and ask if you believe it or not.

The system completely believed it, and pitifully admitted its mistake: "Your Majesty, I was wrong~"

"Since you know you are wrong, then repeat the words just now with a passionate voice."

The system forced the cuteness: "Your Majesty, you have a total favorability of 902 points now. Do you need to draw a prop?"

This is almost the same.

Fenghua nodded with satisfaction, and then said cold-blooded and cruelly: "Oh, don't smoke."

system:"……"

angry.

Your Majesty, I don’t want to see you now.

The system with a small temper tantrum hummed: "Start teleport to the next world..."

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"Miss, please have some food." The maid persuaded her softly, with a slight crying voice in her worried voice.

In the goose yellow pear blossom tent and the brocade of the sandalwood bed, a girl's figure faintly showed.

Her back was facing the maid kneeling beside the bed, with long hair as black as sandalwood, outlining her slim figure.

The maid persuaded her several times, but when she saw that the lady was still motionless, she had to sigh and get up with her snacks.

The maid walked towards the door and met another maid who was looking forward to it: "How is it, Miss..."

"I'll just not eat it." The maid shook her head and sighed.

Another maid lowered her voice and said quietly: "Miss is not a solution to go on a hunger strike like this. Why don't we ask the prime minister?"

"It's useless. The Prime Minister is no longer the Prime Minister who used to love the lady." The maid said, "The Prime Minister is full of heart and eyes, and there is only the one from Linglong Pavilion..."

In my ears were the two maids who couldn't hear them clearly, and an indescribable sense of hunger swept across my body.

The stomach is clamoring.

Fenghua hasn't experienced such hunger and weakness in such a long time.

She held her weak body and sat up from the sandalwood bed, licked her dry and pale lips, and her throat was sore and smoked, and she shouted weakly: "Hey..."

"Miss?!" The maid turned around and rushed over, "Miss, what are your instructions?"

Her Majesty, who was closely surrounded by hunger, spit out a word: "…eat."

The maid was immediately surprised: "Miss, are you willing to eat?!"

--nonsense.

If I don’t have anything to eat, I will starve to death!

...

A mouthful of thick and warm white porridge flowed through the throat and slipped into the fragile stomach that had not eaten for many days. Fenghua felt like he was coming back to life.

The maid was talking beside her: "Miss, don't be so unlucky next time. No matter how you do, you can't be a slut in your body, isn't that just..."

Fenghua held the white porridge and drank it in small sips, while saying to the system in his heart: "Start to receive memories..."

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Chapter completed!