Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Wang Chen raised his eyes to look at Feng Qian.

The cinnabar mole between the eyebrows was exposed.

Feng Qian raised his hand and tapped the cinnabar mole between the little monk's eyebrows with his fingertips.

He said, "It's beautiful."

The little monk was stunned, and his face instantly turned red.

He lowered his head and squeezed his cloak nervously.

Many people have praised his appearance. In the past, he could face it calmly, without any disturbance in his heart.

It's just strange that once I meet this girl in front of me, all of a sudden, everything is different.

The other party's casual words can make his cheeks burn like fire.

A sense of panic filled his chest.

Wangchen lowered his head and pursed his lips, "Donor, let's... go back."

"okay."

Hearing Feng Qian's reply, Wang Chen seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and walked out of the teahouse with his head down.

Feng Qian followed behind the little monk.

After returning to the inn, Wang Chen hurried back to his room and locked the door.

The little monk's back is against the door panel.

For a while, I was a little reluctant to face each other directly.

So, choose to avoid it.

Feng Qian stood in front of the door and paused. She amplified her voice and shouted, "Xiao Achen, rest early."

The people inside stopped and froze in place.

He was disturbed by the girl's words again.

Feng Qian looked at it and went back to his room.

Here, Wang Chen has been standing in the same place, keeping his back against the door panel, before leaving for a long time.

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The next morning, we set off back to Jingyuan Temple early in the morning. After a day's journey, the group arrived at Jingyuan Temple near dusk.

Feng Qian was so tired that he fell out of bed and fell asleep.

It's the limit to go that far.

Counting the days, more than half of the time has passed, and there are about five days left before leaving for the palace.

This also means to temporarily leave the small fragments for a while.

Hey, it's a bit difficult to not be with you all the time.

Not very well protected.

It would be great if you could bring the small pieces back.

For the next few days, Feng Qian was still as usual, bringing some pastries to the shards from time to time.

Seeing that, the half-month period has come.

Feng Qian found Wang Chen alone.

"Xiao Achen, I'm leaving."

Hearing the girl's goodbye, Wang Chen was stunned for a moment, and there was a sense of reluctance in his heart.

When he felt this reluctance, Wang Chen was also stunned, and his clear eyes showed a confused look again.

He opened his lips, lowered his head and said silently: "Amitabha, I wish the donor a smooth journey."

Feng Qian: "..."

The girl leaned over and rubbed the small fragment's head.

Seriously: "Don't worry, I will be back."

Hearing the voice, Wang Chen was stunned again.

Will... come back?

For some reason, the void in his heart that had just been lost for no apparent reason seemed to be filled.

It brought some joy.

Feng Qian finally got his wish and touched the bald head of the small fragment, and the girl narrowed her eyes.

Well, it feels so good.

Unfortunately, I haven't been able to touch it for a while.

After touching it, Feng Qian took a step back and said, "Remember to miss me, Xiao Achen."

Wang Chen was stunned, his eyes lowered and he said nothing.

Will... miss her?

When he looked up again, it was the picture of the girl waving goodbye to him.

It's almost time, and the queen mother and the others should be ready to go.

When Feng Qian walked to the entrance of Jingyuan Temple, the Queen Mother and her party had been waiting there for a long time.

Feng Qian walked over, and the group of people said goodbye to the abbot and began to descend the mountain.

When we got to the foot of the mountain, we got into the carriage and left.

Feng Qian sat in the carriage, thinking about the task at hand.

Suddenly, she seemed to have a task of "finding someone who truly loves herself".