Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Eunuch Su quietly raised his eyes to observe the little emperor's mood, for fear of making the other party dissatisfied.

Feng Qian just raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

"I will go."

Eunuch Su received the little emperor's reply, and immediately smiled and withdrew happily.

Feng Qian frowned and looked in the direction where Eunuch Su left.

Why is he so happy?

Feng Qian pondered, could it be that this Eunuch Su is also a member of the Prime Minister?

Fu Shu finished the makeup for Feng Qian.

The little emperor yawned and took Fushu to the imperial garden.

It was freezing cold outside, and there were only various plum blossoms still competing in the imperial garden.

After a while, Feng Qian saw Situ Yan who was pitying herself on Baiyu Bridge.

Looking from a distance, the other party is weak and Fufeng, looking forward to Shenghui, she looks soft and weak, and she is a gentle beauty.

Situ Yan saw the little emperor, and her brows were dyed with a faint smile of joy.

There was also a faint smile in the beautiful eyes.

Carrying a heavy sur skirt, she walked towards the little emperor with lotus steps.

Situ Yan bowed slightly, and Shi Shiran bowed to the little emperor.

"The girl Situ Yan has met His Majesty."

The sound is as crisp and sweet as the ding-dong of spring water.

Feng Qian stepped forward, Bai Nen's little hand helped the beauty to stand up, and her soft voice was gentle: "Yan'er is the younger sister of the prime minister, and she will enter the palace in the future, so you don't need to be too polite."

Fu Shu, who was on the side, was also a little stunned. It was the first time that the little emperor spoke to a woman so softly, and there was a trace of untraceable loneliness in her apricot eyes.

It seems that the little emperor really likes Miss Situ...

Situ Yan's delicate body stiffened slightly, and she raised her eyes to look at the little emperor.

The little emperor's lips were red and his teeth were white, and he had not yet fully grown, but he gave people a feeling of peerless elegance and unparalleled beauty.

Situ Yanqiao blushed slightly: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Feng Qian accompanies Situ Yan to stroll around the Imperial Garden casually.

The wind said.

If it weren't for the beauty, she would be too lazy to move.

Well.

Fragments are still the best looking, though.

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Lantern Festival.

Because of the little emperor's words, this year's Lantern Festival is not a big deal, but the entire palace seems very deserted.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the little emperor is not in the palace.

Feng Qian heard that the Lantern Festival in the capital was very lively, so she wanted to take the pieces and go out to play together.

Although the debris was as cold as ever, Feng Qian didn't care about it.

The shards are hers anyway.

When the little emperor landed in the Zhenbei palace, Feng Jue's cold expression was slightly startled, and a look of surprise flashed across his phoenix eyes.

He quickly calmed down and regained his usual indifference.

"Uncle, let's go to the lantern festival."

Feng Jue was stunned: "I... never participate in these..."

Feng Qian had long expected that the other party would refuse.

Therefore, the little emperor directly grabbed the other party's wrist without giving the other party a chance to refuse, and left with the cold and indifferent Wang Fengjue of Zhenbei in front of all the guards.

Feng Jue also only had a meal, did not resist, and let the other party pull him like this.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the other party's small white hand holding his wrist.

A hint of doubt flickered in Feng's eyes.

The little emperor's hand is really small, white and tender, small and exquisite, like a woman's hand.

Thinking of this, Feng Jue shook his head slightly self-deprecatingly.

Maybe it was because he was more inclined towards the other party being a woman in his heart, so he was so cranky.

The consequence of Fengqian Guangming taking Feng Jue out of the mansion is that the guards of Zhenbei Palace, who have always been disciplined and rigorous, got together to gossip all night.

Finally came to a conclusion.

There must be an indescribable relationship between the Lord and the little emperor!

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Feng Qian was wearing a light blue long dress tonight, and her three thousand black hair was tied with a lace, which was refreshing and neat.

Coupled with her own red lips and white teeth, and her unparalleled appearance, she is indeed a handsome young man in this dress now.