Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Feng Jue pondered for a while, but still put the little emperor in his room.

Feng Jue's room was the same as his people, cool and simple.

There is a faint scent of tea in the air.

Feng Jue gently put the little emperor on the bed.

Feng Qian was indeed tired, and as soon as he got on the bed in a daze, he rolled in a circle.

Didn't wake up.

fell asleep again.

A small one curled up in a corner.

so cute.

Feng Jue paused and laughed lightly.

His voice is intoxicating, even if it is a light chuckle, it is like a clear spring in the mountains, like the spring breeze passing through the ears, crisp and itchy, so good to hear it to the extreme.

Feng Jue couldn't help but be slightly startled.

This is probably the first time he has laughed since he was sensible.

When he was five years old, he practiced outside with his master.

Cold and summer, spring, summer, autumn and winter.

From beginning to end, he was the only one.

Probably used to loneliness, and gradually began to get tired of the bustling, afraid of the lively.

In order to win over the Feng family, the first emperor recognized him as his righteous brother.

Unexpectedly, the little emperor would rely on him so much.

It's probably a child who doesn't feel pain...

Feng Jue sat gently on a chair made of sandalwood, raised her hand to take the teapot on the table, and poured tea into the teacup casually.

He slowly put the teacup to his lips, took a sip, and put it down again.

The tea is cold.

Feng Jue glanced sideways, placed her right hand on the wooden table at will, and glanced at the little emperor on the bed.

The little emperor was wrapped in a quilt indiscriminately, his hair was messy, and there were a few strands of ink sticking to his white and tender face.

Feng Jue sat for a while, then got up hesitantly, and walked gently to the bed.

The little emperor who was asleep was so obedient.

The long eyelashes gently fell on his face like a small fan.

He bent down slightly, and his cold eyes fell on the other's face.

After a long time, Feng Jue slowly raised her hand and gently pushed the broken hair on the little emperor's face behind his ear.

Looking down.

Feng Jue tucked the quilt for the little emperor.

The movement is too soft.

Xu Shi was a little disturbed, the little emperor's delicate brows were wrinkled, and his white and tender little hands grabbed the corners of the quilt.

Feng Jue paused, keeping her stooped posture without moving, for fear of waking the other party up.

When the little emperor's brows and eyes widened, Feng Jue slowly got up and left.

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The next morning, Feng Qian was woken up by the sound of the system.

[Ding Dong ~ Congratulations to the host for triggering the hidden mission. 】

[Hidden mission: Please ask the host to be a good emperor who is diligent in politics and loves the people. 】

Feng Qian opened his eyes, a little confused.

Another hidden mission?

The wind frowned.

"System, can the points obtained from the first plane hidden mission be exchanged for skills?"

The system hesitated: "Uh... host, you should do more hidden tasks and accumulate more points."

Feng Qian raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

The system swallowed.

"It's just... that the host has too few points, and opening the skill store will consume 100 points..."

The corners of Feng Qian's mouth twitched imperceptibly.

The system rushed to Feng Qian and continued to say: "But the host can exchange for physical objects! The physical mall does not need points to open~"

Feng Qian blinked his eyes.

She figured it out.

The main quest is to protect the debris from the unstoppable thunder of ten thousand years.

The side quest is to complete the body's long-cherished wish.

What really helps is the hidden mission.

Feng Qian: "Is there a hidden mission to be a faint-hearted prince?"

She just wanted to be a salted fish emperor.

Every day, clothes come to stretch out your hands, and meals come to open your mouth...

system:"……"

The host is here again!

"How dare you have such an idea, host, as a legitimate citizen of God's Domain, the host must always practice the core socialist values!"

Feng Qian: "..."

irritable.

The system reminds: "The host must go to the morning on time~"