Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Eunuch Su raised his shrill voice and shook the whisk in his hand.

"His Majesty is here!"

The civil and military officials present knelt down one after another.

Although the current little emperor is relatively useless, the etiquette of the monarch and ministers is still inevitable, and the superficial effort must always be done.

The crowd paid their respects to the sage, but after kneeling for a long time, they did not see any movement from the one in the jade carriage.

The civil and military officials, including the maids and eunuchs in the palace, were puzzled, stared at each other, and whispered.

Where is the little emperor going to make trouble?

At this time, the little emperor in the jade chariot was sleeping soundly, leaning on the soft couch, and light red marks appeared on his white and tender face because he had been pressed for a long time.

Fushu was also a little dazed. She approached the jade carriage gently and whispered, "Your Majesty, it's time to get off the jade carriage."

There was no answer inside.

Fu Shu was a little nervous, could something unexpected happen to His Majesty?

Fu Shu made up his mind and opened the corner of the curtain door made of jade tassels.

After seeing the situation inside, Fushu was stunned.

The slender hand holding the corner curtain door froze in place.

The little emperor fell asleep, and the little one was curled up on the jade chariot, white and tender, very cute.

Fu Shu's pale face flushed.

The little emperor was indeed born good-looking, a little better than a woman.

The scene was a little awkward for a while.

The ministers knelt on the ground, not knowing what to do.

The little emperor didn't speak, and they didn't get well.

Fu Shu had no choice but to try to wake Feng Qian.

Feng Qian was indeed awake.

The little emperor woke up faintly, a thin layer of water mist remained in his beautiful eyes.

Feng Qian blinked.

Still a little sleepy, not fully awake.

The little emperor stared at Fushu with an anxious face, and tilted his head slightly in confusion.

With the little emperor's movements, the faint red marks on her face were revealed.

Fu Shu was stunned by the opponent's actions.

She staggered the little emperor's sight in a panic.

Fushu lowered his eyes, stabilized his mind, and said lightly, "Your Majesty, the civil and military officials outside are still kneeling, you should come down and say no to them."

Feng Qian nodded slightly.

Bai Nen's little hand opened the curtain door made of tassel, and his little head stuck out.

The first thing everyone saw was the gorgeous Mianhua on the little emperor's head. The crystal clear glass beads hung down and intertwined, making a ding-dong sound with the little emperor's movements.

The little emperor slowly got off the jade chariot, and Fushu supported the other side.

Feng Qian's eyes lightly glanced at the civil and military officials kneeling in front of him, and slowly spit out two words: "No ceremony."

The civil and military officials breathed a sigh of relief and said "Thank you, Your Majesty" in unison before getting up from the icy ground.

Kneeling for a long time, my knees are numb.

Eunuch Su stepped forward, "Your Majesty, hurry up to the banquet."

The little emperor stared at Eunuch Su for a few moments before he said slowly, "En."

Fushu helped the little emperor to enter the Qianqing Palace.

At this time, almost all the officials had already taken their seats.

Under the leadership of Fu Shu, the expressionless little emperor sat on the most central throne.

The emperor's seat is made of pure gold and is engraved with lifelike dragon patterns. Fortunately, the seat is covered with a layer of soft cushion, and it is not too hard to sit on it.

The view on the throne is really good, and you can clearly see the civil and military officials sitting below.

Feng Qian tilted her head slightly, just in line with the gorgeously dressed man in the seat closest to her at the bottom right.

The little emperor blinked and searched his memory.

Lord Prime Minister Situ Yan.

The other party was wearing a lake blue official uniform with gorgeous gold threads and lifelike gold leaves. On the heavy official uniform, there are faint silver dark lines in the shape of a crane.