Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Feng Qian thought that the original owner would not have any wishes for living such a comfortable life.

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[Sub-question: Find someone with white hair. 】

Feng Qian: "..."

The original owner wanted her to cuckold the late emperor.

Feng Qian had already imagined the scene of the imperial mausoleum being covered with green grass.

The current timeline is after the death of the first emperor, the mourning period has just expired, and the seventeenth prince has just ascended the throne.

And what she needs to do now is to get up and go to the imperial study to teach her cheap son.

Feng Qian sighed, and lay lazily on the bed for a long time, until the little maid knocked on the door, Feng Qian slowly got up.

The maid dressed Feng Qian.

The queen mother's makeup is gorgeous and exquisite.

Although the current empress dowager is only fourteen years old, her eyebrows and eyes have not yet opened, but her temperament is very rare.

The queen mother's makeup doesn't look very mature, on the contrary, it sets off the beauty of the girl with a little luxury.

She was wearing a bright yellow palace dress, with vivid phoenix patterns embroidered on the cuffs and skirt.

The original owner, the queen mother, looks like that when she dresses up.

Although the original owner's personality is gentle and generous, she is not weak or deceitful. She has learned a lot after entering the palace for one year, and she is also very good at managing the harem.

Of course, there are no people in the harem, mainly the management of the maids and the like.

Therefore, even though the queen mother is young, the queen mother is still very intimidating in this harem, and no one will neglect the original owner.

The maid beside the original owner helped the queen mother out of the palace of compassion.

Riding in the sedan chair, Feng Qian leaned on the soft couch and wobbled to the door of the imperial study.

The guards guarding the imperial study respectfully paid their respects and opened the door of the imperial study for the queen mother.

The maid stayed outside, Feng Qian raised her hand and yawned, and walked in slowly.

As a result, no one.

Being late for the first class at the beginning of school, this little emperor really needs to clean up.

The original owner was crushed so badly, but she wouldn't.

A son has to act like a son, and obediently listen to what Ma Ma says.

Feng Qian sat on a chair beside her, with a lazy posture, her beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

Ambergris was burning in the imperial study room, which smelled good and calmed the nerves.

Feng Qian didn't mind the other party being late for a while.

After a while, the door of the imperial study room was opened again.

Hearing the voice, Feng Qian lazily opened her beautiful eyes.

The person who came was the seventeenth prince of the past, and now the young emperor Jun Yu.

The little emperor wearing a dragon robe had a cold and serious look on his face, and when he looked at Feng Qian in his dark eyes, he probed and examined more.

It does look a bit young and old.

Of course, what surprised Feng Qian the most was that the other party was His Highness's soul fragment.

Tsk.

This time the fragments are not happy and they have to call Ma Ma.

Jun Yu stopped three steps away from Feng Qian.

He narrowed his eyes, and said in a casual tone, "You are the daughter of the Taifu, Feng Qian?"

The young boy's tone at this moment is completely out of his original age.

His tone was also mixed with disdain for the queen mother in front of him.

Oh, disdain?

Feng Qian squinted her beautiful eyes, the girl sat up straight, her chin was gently supported by her beautiful white hand.

A pair of beautiful eyes quietly watched the young boy in front of him.

The girl gently opened her lips: "It's not big or small. It's called mother queen."

"Ah."

Xiao Junyu let out a cold snort, and sat down on another chair with his sleeves thrown, his delicate and beautiful face was straightened, expressionless and cold.

After sitting down, he said blankly: "If you can give birth to a child at the age of four, I don't mind calling you queen."

Feng Qian: "Ahem..."

The girl raised her eyebrows.

The little boy is quite capable.