Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

The imperial doctor said that the little emperor had a fever due to the cold and the gloomy weather today.

Got a cold?

Feng Qian sat down beside the bed of Little Fragment.

Shouldn't you be kicking the quilt while sleeping?

The little emperor lying on the bed, Jun Xiu's brows were deeply knitted, and he slept uneasy, and the beautiful lips were a little weakly pale.

Feng Qian propped his chin up, watched quietly for a moment, then raised his hand again, placing his palm on the boy's forehead.

The heat has subsided.

When Feng Qian was about to withdraw his hand, the child suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her wrist.

Feng Qian paused and tried to withdraw his hand without twitching.

The little emperor closed his eyes, opened his lips, and said weakly, "Don't move."

Feng Qian sighed and said softly, "Okay, I won't move."

The voice fell, the little emperor's deep-locked eyebrows slowly stretched out, the temperature of his little hand was a little hot, and he tightly grasped the girl's wrist.

During this period, Eunuch Ruan came to ask her if she wanted to eat first.

Feng Qian looked at her wrist being grabbed by the child, and thinking of the other party's soft tone, Feng Qian gave up the idea of ​​eating.

The palace maid and the **** retreated to the door, leaving only Feng Qian and Jun Yu in the bedroom.

The girl propped her chin with one hand and quietly looked at the little emperor on the bed.

After a while, he also began to feel sleepy, so he fell asleep beside the bed.

This sleep, sleep till night.

The little emperor woke up first.

When Jun Yu opened his eyes, he saw a girl lying beside the bed who had no image of the queen mother.

His hand grabbed the girl's wrist.

The girl lying on the bed only showed a beautiful profile. The long eyelashes are gently drooping like butterfly wings, and the facial features are exquisite and beautiful.

Jun Yu was stunned, and complex emotions surged in his heart.

After watching for a while, the little emperor slowly approached, his other hand stretched out, and his fingertips touched the girl's long curly eyelashes.

When he saw the girl's eyelids move slightly, the little boy quickly withdrew his hand.

Sure enough, the next second, the other party opened his eyes.

Feng Qian blinked and raised his head, "Wake up. Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

The girl lifted her numb arm and shook it lightly. Out of the corner of the eye, she caught a glimpse of the child's hand grabbing her wrist.

The little emperor pursed his lips and shook his head obediently.

When the numbness in his arm was almost gone, Feng Qian leaned slightly closer, and tested the temperature on the other's forehead with his palm.

It's almost as good.

Feng Qian withdrew his hand, only to find that the little emperor suddenly seemed to be frozen.

Feng Qian raised his eyebrows, and his tone was somewhat mocking: "Ayu, is it time to let go?"

As soon as the girl's words fell, Jun Yu's face flushed red, and he immediately retracted his hand.

He whispered softly: "I didn't mean to..."

It's not that I don't want her to go.

Feng Qian's stomach growled, and the atmosphere was suddenly awkward.

The queen mother lowered her head and touched her stomach, hey, I'm wronged, I haven't eaten for a day.

Feng Qian got up, and when the little emperor saw it, he asked, "Where are you going?"

After a pause, Feng Qian said in a joking tone, "Aijia doesn't want to be the first queen mother to starve to death in history."

Jun Yu: "..."

Feng Qian just went out and asked Eunuch Ruan to instruct him to go to the imperial dining room, prepare dinner, and dine in the little emperor's palace.

After the command, Feng Qian turned back.

Jun Yu looked at the girl lying comfortably on the reclining chair on the other side.

I don't know when she moved the recliner into his bedroom.

Jun Yu thought to herself, she is really the laziest queen mother in history.

Soon, dinner was prepared and placed on the table in Jun Yu's bedroom.