Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

midnight.

The little emperor in a night clothes sneaked into the Zhenbei Palace.

Feng Qian walked into the yard where Feng Jue lived, and couldn't help sighing that the guards at the Fragment Mansion were too useless.

She slipped in several times without being noticed.

The little emperor frowned.

Sure enough, the fragments still need her to protect.

system:"……"

Can people from the small plane compare to you, a person who is not bound by the laws of heaven!

Feng Qian stood in front of the door, quietly opened a crack, and slipped in.

She turned and closed the door.

The moment she turned around, the girl was suddenly pushed against the door.

It was pitch black inside.

The other party's slender fingers rested on the life gate on her neck, and the breath around her body was low and cold.

Wind shallow: "!"

After smelling the familiar ambergris and the faint pleasant fragrance on the little emperor, the other party was stunned, then hugged the girl, bent over, and buried his head on the girl's shoulder.

"Why is Your Majesty here?" Feng Jue's voice was a little hoarse, and the warm breath sprayed on the little emperor's neck.

Feng Qian felt a little itchy, raised her hand and pushed Feng Jue lightly.

The other party was pushed, and there was a bit of confusion in the cold eyes.

The elegant moonlight falls into the phoenix eyes through the window lattice, shining brightly.

"I have something to do with Uncle Huang." The little emperor said solemnly with a sullen face.

Looking at the other party's serious appearance, Feng Jue smiled and let go of the other party gently.

He walked slowly to the table and lit a kerosene lamp, and after a while, the room was lit up.

Feng Qian walked up to him and pulled out a chair to sit down, and Feng Jue sat down with him.

The little emperor told Feng Jue about the rebellion of Prime Minister Situ Yan.

Feng Jue just nodded slightly, not showing any surprise.

Feng Qian wondered: "Uncle Huang knows about this?"

Feng Jue raised her hand and rubbed the little emperor's head, with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "I know. I was trying to find a time to tell your majesty, but I didn't expect your majesty to know."

Feng Qian blinked his eyes.

"How many troops does the emperor have in his hand?"

"One hundred thousand elites."

Hearing this, the little emperor nodded thoughtfully.

The elites in Feng Jue's mouth can match ten people, and they are all well-trained and not afraid of life and death. That is equivalent to one million ordinary soldiers.

Feng Qian thought for a while, and whispered a few words in Feng Jue's ear.

Hearing the little emperor's strategy, Feng Jue couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and look at the other party.

Really a little smart guy.

Feng Jue raised his hand and rubbed the little emperor's head again, his voice was a little hoarse: "It's so late, does Your Majesty want to stay?"

His cold eyes fell on the little emperor casually, and his beautiful phoenix eyes had an indescribable bewitching color in the flickering lights.

Feng Qian stared at Feng Jue a few times, then climbed onto the bed with a sullen face and rolled inside.

The little emperor pinched the quilt and looked at the person under the dim light with his dark eyes.

There was a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, his phoenix eyes looked at him without blinking, and his slender fingertips tapped the table one after another.

Feng Qian turned her head away, not looking at him.

"I sleep here. Uncle Huang finds a place to sleep by himself."

Feng Qian only heard a low chuckle from the other party, then got up and approached.

Feng Jue walked to the bed and leaned over. The three thousand ink silk fell like a waterfall and fell on both sides of the little emperor.

The wind raised his eyes.

The other party's pitch-black phoenix eyes are deeply bewildering.

The wind was slightly stunned. In the next second, the other party pursed his beautiful thin lips, and his cold voice contained a touch of grievance: "Your Majesty, are you going to abandon the minister?"

Wind shallow: "!"

Wronged?

The little emperor blinked quickly, and the butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly.

The girl's voice was a little weak: "No... I didn't abandon you."

The other party's phoenix eyes were slightly curved, and the snow-colored collar was slightly opened because of the leaning movement, and you could see the snow-white skin inside.

This half-revealed appearance made the other party's cold abstinence bring a hint of temptation to people's hearts.

Feng Jue lowered her head and kissed the girl's lips, her thin and cool lips rubbed against the girl's pink lips, her cold voice still had a tinge of grievance, but it was unreasonably coquettish.

"Your Majesty, I want to be with you."