Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

"Okay." Feng Qian rolled her eyes, "Then I'll have someone move the things from Angelila's room into my room later."

After speaking, he continued to lead the girl in the direction of going back.

The sun hung high overhead, emitting a soft, warm light.

The wind in the air was a little dry, and when it blew lightly, it brought a chill.

Anli Rui pulled the cloak on her body, and her blushing petal-like lips pursed gently.

just……

He couldn't help but agreed.

If you move in together, be careful, maybe...you won't be found out.

The girl lowered her head, her dark eyes staring at the ground in confusion.

One hand was held by the queen, and the palm was warm.

And the hand that was not held, the fingertips were as cold as ice cubes.

Angelina also began to be confused.

The queen took Snow White back to her palace.

Pushing open the door, Anlirilla held her cloak and seemed a little timid. She raised her eyes and glanced at the environment in the room lightly.

After a long while, he lowered his eyes and quietly waited for the queen beside him to speak.

Feng Qian clasped the doorknob and said to the girl, "Anli Ruila goes in first, and I'll have someone bring your things."

After speaking, Feng Qian turned around and left.

Anlirilla stood there for a moment before slowly raising her eyes, pinching the corner of the cloak with her white fingertips, and her clear eyes slowly fell on the various parts of the room.

The girl has an elegant posture and a slow pace, and she walked to the dressing table without knowing it.

Angelina's gaze fell on the open jewelry box.

In the jewelry box is a delicate and small mirror.

He looked at it, and planned to take his eyes back. At this moment, the magic mirror made a sound: "Hello, Angelina."

This friendly greeting made the beautiful girl stunned, and the voice obviously came from the mirror.

After being stunned for a while, the girl regained her composure.

"Are you talking to me?"

"Yes, beautiful Angelina."

The voice of the magic mirror gave people a very gentleman's feeling, and it seemed that she was willing to talk to the girl in front of her.

As for the strange thing that the mirror can speak, Angelina quickly accepted it, and he asked calmly: "Do you recognize me? And...why did you appear with her?"

The magic mirror patiently replied: "I am the queen's magic mirror. The beautiful Angelina, I know everyone in the world, and I can answer you who is the most beautiful."

"For example, the queen will ask me who is the most beautiful girl in the world. However, in the past, the queen would often ask who is the most beautiful person in the world."

Angelina was slightly lost in thought.

The magic mirror said to herself: "Of course, the answers to these two questions are different. The most beautiful girl is naturally the queen, and the most beautiful person is Angelina."

Hearing the sound, Anlirilla's dark eyes slid with a hint of surprise.

The difference between these two questions is that one clearly defines gender.

He lowered his eyelashes slightly, covering his beautiful eyes.

"Why isn't the most beautiful person the queen? After all...the queen is the most beautiful girl."

Anlirella's questioning carried some casual tentativeness.

His tone was gentle and shallow, his voice flowing like a clear spring in the mountains.

The magic mirror never lied, "Among girls, the queen is the most beautiful, but of all, Angelina is the most beautiful."

The magic mirror didn't specify the gender of Angelina, but the meaning was obvious.

Angelina lowered her eyes and bit her lower lip.

Probably, since childhood, apart from his mother, it was the first person to know his real gender.

The boy was raised as a girl for seventeen years.

Angelina never resisted, and calmly accepted the identity that others arranged for him.

Even if there are some things, he is not willing to accept it.