Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Ji Cheng, who was frightened over there, reluctantly took a few steps towards Feng Qian, "Goddess, why don't we leave here first?"

Who knows if the people in here will suddenly pop out and become NPC ghosts?

Feng Qian ignored the boy over there. She bent down slightly and said to the boy who was shrinking in the tank, "Are you alright?"

The young man inside froze and lowered his head a little.

"Don't be afraid, we're not bad people."

System: This sentence seems to be a sentence that bad people must say when they lure simple children.

Wind Shallow:  …

Ji Cheng over there didn't expect that Feng Qian would take the initiative to communicate with the person in the tank, and the expression on his face from beginning to end was light and calm, and he would not be bothered by the sudden appearance of such an ignorant person here. Feel the slightest panic.

"Can you come out? It should be hard to stay inside."

Feng Qian looked at the tank. If people stay in it all the time, it will also be very uncomfortable.

What's more, the fragments are still curled up inside.

only……

The people inside didn't respond.

Feng Qian hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand towards the young man, his fingertips resting on the other's back.

The slight touch made the young man inside frightened, his whole body trembling, because the movement was too big, and the tank fell directly to the ground.

With a bang, the tank fell to the ground and rolled around again, and the teenager inside rolled out of the tank.

It was probably a little painful, he groaned, and after he came over, he got up in a hurry, and the whole person huddled in the corner of the wooden house.

In the process of just a few seconds, the teenager blocked his face all the way, and when he finally shrank in the corner, he also hugged his knees with his hands and buried his face in his thighs.

Feng Qian was stunned.

The shards seem to be... sensitive and afraid of life.

The wind is slowly approaching.

Every time the girl got closer, the boy who shrank in the corner trembled even more.

It is simply a poor little who is about to be tortured and wronged.

In this way, Feng Qian began to wonder if she really acted like a bad person?

Feng Qian walked over, squatted down, and maintained the same altitude as the boy in front of him.

The teenager was wearing a blue blouse and trousers with several prominent grey patches.

It was probably washed many times, and the blue clothes were a little white.

This dress doesn't look like the player's, but it is very similar to the style of dressing in this small town.

If it's not the player, then...the fragment is an NPC?

Feng Qian temporarily put aside her doubts and turned on the confidant sister mode: "Did you suffer any grievances? You can talk to me."

The boy was silent.

"Don't be afraid, I won't bully you."

The boy remained silent.

"So...is this your home?"

This time, the boy finally had a reaction, and he shook his head.

Doing this action is still completely covering the face.

"Why don't you look up?"

The young man in front of him was silent for a while, and then softly spit out a word: "Ugly."

Feng Qian blinked his eyes.

Well, if His Highness's fragments are ugly, there will be no good-looking people in that small plane.

Feng Qian obviously didn't believe it.

"It's okay, I won't despise you for what you look like."

The boy hugging his knees paused and said in a muffled voice, "It's scary."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid."

Feng Qian's voice has become extraordinarily soft.

The boy curled up in the corner seemed hesitant. After a while, he slowly raised his eyes.

The boy's dark, jewel-like eyes stared at the girl in front of him for a moment, and then he lowered his head in a panic, covering his face.

Then, Feng Qian heard the boy say, "You look so ugly."

"But not as ugly as me."

he added.

After that, there was no sound.

Feng Qian: "???"

What kind of experience is it to be called ugly by His Highness's fragments?

Also, Fragment said solemnly—not as ugly as me, though.

Feng Qian: "...?"