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."

When Eunuch Su received the reply from the little emperor, he immediately smiled and left 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 Eunuch Su is also the Prime Minister's man?

Fu Shu combs Feng Qian's makeup.

The little emperor yawned and took Fu Shu to the imperial garden.

It's freezing cold outside, and in the imperial garden, there are only various plum blossoms still competing for beauty.

After a while, Feng Qian saw Situ Yan looking at herself on the Baiyu Bridge.

Seen from a distance, the other party looks weak and weak, and looks like a gentle beauty.

When Situ Yan saw the little emperor, her brows were slightly tinged with joy.

There was also a faint smile in her beautiful eyes.

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

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

"Minister Situ Yan has met His Majesty."

The sound is also as clear and sweet as spring water.

Feng Qian stepped forward, Bai Nen helped the beauty up with her small hands, and said softly and softly, "Yan'er is the prime minister's younger sister, and she will also enter the palace in the future, so there is no need to be polite."

Fu Shu at the side was also a little dazed, seeing the little emperor speak so softly to a woman for the first time, a trace of undetectable loneliness flashed across her almond 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. He hadn't fully grown yet, but he gave off a feeling of unparalleled elegance and unparalleled beauty in the world.

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

Feng Qian accompanied Situ Yan to stroll around the imperial garden casually.

Feng Qian said.

If it wasn't for the beauty, she wouldn't be bothered to move.

Well.

Fragments are still the best looking, though.

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Lantern Festival.

Because of the little emperor's opening, this year's Lantern Festival will not be a big deal, and the whole palace looks unusually deserted.

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

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

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

The fragment was hers anyway.

When the little emperor parachuted into Zhenbei Palace, Feng Jue was slightly startled with a cold expression, and a look of surprise flashed across Feng Jue's eyes.

He quickly restrained his emotions and returned to his usual coldness and indifference.

"Uncle Huang, let's go to the Lantern Festival."

Feng Jue was stunned: "I... never take part in these..."

Feng Qian had expected that the other party would refuse.

Therefore, the little emperor didn't give the other party a chance to refuse, he directly grabbed the other party's wrist, and left with the cold and desireless Zhenbei Wang Fengjue under the watchful eyes of all the guards.

Feng Jue just paused, didn't resist, and let the other party pull him like this.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the tender little hand of the other party clasping his wrist.

There was a hint of doubt in the phoenix eyes.

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

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

Maybe it's because he prefers that the other party is a woman in his heart, so he can think so wildly.

The consequence of Feng Qian taking Feng Jue out of the mansion openly and aboveboard was that the guards of the Zhenbei Palace, who had always been strictly disciplined and strict in style, gathered together and gossiped all night.

Finally came to a conclusion.

The lord and the little emperor must have an unspeakable relationship!

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Feng Qian wore a light blue long dress tonight, and her three thousand black hair was tied with a braided belt, neat and tidy.

Coupled with her red lips, white teeth, and unparalleled appearance in the world, she is indeed a handsome young man in this attire.