Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Plus beside Feng Qian, the prosperous and beautiful God of War prince.

The two walked on the street, and the rate of turning their heads was beyond imagination.

Feng Jue was dressed in white, with black hair tied up, giving him the feeling of being a banished immortal. He had a cool and noble aura about him, which made people feel intimidated and could not be desecrated.

It was the first time for Feng Jue to go to the Lantern Festival, and also the first time to be exposed to such a lively scene.

There are people coming and going on the street, and it 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 get lost in the crowd.

Feng Qian tilted his 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 the other party.

She laughed softly: "Then the emperor must follow me closely~"

Feng Qian dragged Feng Jue to a small stall.

When the boss saw the guests, he greeted the guests immediately: "Just look at what you like, 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 do you like, brother?"

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

elder brother?

There was a flash of panic in his cold eyes.

Although, the other party only called him that way to conceal his identity.

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

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

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

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

The fragments are so cold and silt-free, of course it is suitable for lotus...

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

His eyes fell on the lantern in his hand.

After a while, he pursed his lips, his eyebrows and eyes slightly bent...

Feng Qian dragged Feng Jue all the way to look here and there.

After a while, the hands were full of things.

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

Take a bite.

Sweet and sour.

tasty!

Turning around, only to find 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 small stall, his cold eyes fell on the objects on the stall, as if he was lost in thought.

Also inexplicably a little lonely.

Feng Qian walked up to him: "What are you looking at, brother?"

Hearing the little emperor's voice, Feng Jue hastily withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyes.

"nothing."

Feng Qian was suspicious, 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 hand clearly, Feng Jue felt like he had been caught.

He lowered his eyes to defend: "No. I... just take a look."

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

Feng Jue followed behind Feng Qian, his thoughts a little confused.

He looked at the little emperor in front of him, feeling a little complicated, but he couldn't help but ask: "Has your Majesty ever embroidered a purse?"

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

What happened to the fragments?

Why do you feel that today's fragments are a bit weird?

"No." Feng Qian answered truthfully.

Does the emperor need embroidered purses?

Why hasn't she heard of it.

For the little emperor's reply, Feng Jue was also a little surprised.

Never embroidered?

The little emperor's eyes were clear, and he didn't seem to be lying.

Feng Jue pursed her pretty thin lips.

It's not that he embroidered it by himself.

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

Feng Jue felt a little better for no reason.

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

Feng Qian pondered, should he tell Shard that she is a girl?

Look at the pieces again.

Feng Qian thinks it's better to forget it, it seems that Shard doesn't like her very much.