Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

In addition, beside Feng Qian, the God of War Lord with a prosperous and beautiful face.

The two of them walked on the street and turned their heads beyond imagination.

Feng Jue was wearing a white robe and his black hair was tied up, giving him a feeling of exile. He had a cold and noble aura about him, which was daunting and could not be blasphemed.

Feng Jue was the first time to visit the Lantern Festival, and it was also the first time she had encountered such a lively scene.

There are people coming and going on the streets, and Wuyangyang is full of people.

Feng Jue felt very uncomfortable, and there was some confusion in her beautiful phoenix eyes.

If it wasn't for Feng Qian pulling his wrist, he would probably be lost in the crowd.

Feng Qian tilted her head to look at him: "Uncle Huang is not happy?"

Feng Jue lowered her eyes: "No. It's just that I'm not used to it."

Feng Qian blinked and looked up at each other.

She chuckled lightly: "Then uncle has to follow me closely~"

Feng Qian dragged Feng Jue to a small stall.

When the boss sees the customer, he immediately greets him attentively: "Let's see what the guest officer likes, the shop has all kinds of lanterns!"

Feng Qian casually fiddled with the lanterns on the shelf, then turned to look at Feng Jue: "What kind of lanterns does my brother like?"

Feng Jue was taken aback by Feng Qian's name.

elder brother?

His cold eyes flashed with confusion.

Although, the other party only called him that way because of his identity.

Feng Jue lowered her eyes: "I...whatever."

Feng Qian looked at him, then turned to pick up the lantern.

Finally, I picked a rabbit lantern and a lotus lantern.

"This is for you." Feng Qian gave the lotus lamp to Feng Jue.

The shards are so cold that they come out of the mud and are not stained. Of course, it is suitable for lotus...

Feng Jue took it with his eyes lowered, looked down, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

His eyes fell on the lantern in his hand.

After a long while, he pursed his lips, his brows and eyes slightly curved...

Feng Qian dragged Feng Jue all the way to take a look, then stroll around.

After a while, the hands are full of things.

Feng Qiankong held the candied haws in one hand, and curiously ate the red stuff that was strung together.

took a bite.

Sweet and sour.

tasty!

Turning his head, he found that Feng Jue was gone.

Feng Qian blinked and looked back.

In the flow of people coming and going, the man in white stopped at a stall, his cold eyes fell on the objects on the stall, and he seemed to be lost in thought.

Also inexplicably a bit lonely.

Feng Qian walked up to him: "What is my brother looking at?"

Hearing the voice of the little emperor, Feng Jue hurriedly retracted his gaze and lowered his eyes.

"nothing."

Feng Qian was suspicious, and following Feng Jue's gaze just now, his eyes fell on the stall.

It's a bunch of purses.

Feng Qian casually took one and placed it in front of Feng Jue.

"Want this?"

Seeing the objects in the little emperor's hands clearly, Feng Jue had a feeling of being caught.

He lowered his eyes and defended: "No. I... just look at it casually."

"Oh." Feng Qian looked at him and threw the purse back.

Feng Jue followed behind Feng Qian, her thoughts were a little confused.

He looked at the little emperor in front of him, his mood was a little complicated, and he couldn't help but say, "Has your majesty ever embroidered a purse?"

Feng Qian was taken aback by Feng Jue's mindless question.

What happened to the debris?

How do you feel that today's fragments are a little weird?

"No." Feng Qian answered truthfully.

The emperor needs to embroider a purse?

Why hadn't she heard of it.

Feng Jue was also a little surprised by the little emperor's answer.

Never embroidered?

The little emperor's eyes were clear, it didn't look like he was lying.

Feng Jue pursed her beautiful thin lips.

It's not that he embroidered it himself.

That proved that the person who received his purse was not important to him.

Feng Jue was inexplicably in a better mood.

Feng Qian only felt that the fragments were really inexplicable and weird.

Feng Qian pondered, do you want to tell Fragment that she is a girl?

Look at the fragments again.

Feng Qian thinks it's okay, it seems that Fragment doesn't like her very much.