Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Feng Qian didn't see clearly, only heard a click.

The door was closed.

Feng Qian blinked her beautiful eyes in confusion.

what's the situation?

Haunted in the middle of the night?

However, in the next second, Feng Qian was hugged in his arms.

Feng Qian: "..."

She blinked her eyes.

"Uncle?"

Feng Jue rested her chin on the little emperor's shoulder, wrapped her slender fingers around him, and hugged him tightly.

When Xu Shi heard the little emperor's voice, he slowly raised his head and stared at him with deep eyes.

His voice was hoarse, with a little grievance: "Your Majesty gave him a purse."

"Huh?" Feng Qian was confused.

What purse?

Who is he?

The little emperor retorted solemnly: "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't give anyone a purse!"

Who knew that Feng Jue would feel even more aggrieved when he heard the little emperor's words.

There is a little mist in his beautiful phoenix eyes, and the appearance of being wronged at this moment is really intriguing...

"Your Majesty lied..."

Feng Qian: "..."

Are the fragments stolen?

System: "Host, you have such a rich imagination!"

"..."

"I didn't lie to you." Feng Qian denied.

Feng Jue's expression became even more aggrieved, "Your Majesty lied to me, Your Majesty clearly gave Gu Yuan a purse..."

Feng Qian's mind froze for a moment before he could react.

She seems to be giving Gu Yuan a purse?

But it's obviously from the system, and it's not hers, so it doesn't count as a gift from her...

System: "Host, I won't blame you for this!"

Feng Qian: "..." Who do you not recite?

The system hummed, gloating: "The host should think about how to deal with the fragments!"

Feng Qian: "..."

Glancing at the grievous and pitiful fragments.

Feng Qian pursed her lips: "That doesn't count, the purse is not mine."

Feng Jue blinked her beautiful phoenix eyes.

It was the first time that I saw Feng Jue, who was cold and indifferent, showing such a childlike and innocent look.

Feng Qian has mixed feelings in his heart.

"If you like it, I'll buy one for you."

Feng Little Poor Jue shook her head.

"don't want."

Feng Qian: "..." Why are the fragments so difficult to serve!

"I want His Majesty to embroider it by himself..."

Feng was stunned.

What?

I want to embroider it by myself!

Even if you are a fragment, you can't do whatever you want...

Then Feng Qian looked into Shang Feng Jue's aggrieved eyes, and the words got stuck in his throat.

Well, she still can't embroider.

What happened to the fragments today, why are you holding on to a purse?

Is the purse a rare thing?

Feng Qian glanced at Feng Jue strangely.

Fragment is this drunk?

He only drank so much that he was drunk...

Feng Qian blinked his eyes.

Drunk fragments, are they so cute?

However, the shards hugged too tightly and it hurt.

"I'll embroider for you, can you let me go first?" Feng Qian coaxed softly, not daring to force her.

Because the drunk fragment is really a wronged little pitiful.

Feng Jue bent his eyes, obviously getting the answer he wanted.

He obediently replied: "Okay."

The wind breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Jue gently let go of Feng Qian.

However, he suddenly pushed the little emperor against the wall.

Resting his slender fingers on the cold wall, he lowered his eyes and stared coldly at the little emperor.

Feng Qian: "..."

Didn't you say let go?

If you don't agree with each other, you will be dead, what do you want to do, fragment?

"Uncle?"

Feng Jue's eyes were cold, he didn't look like a drunk person at all, but rather sober, but his actions just now were very abnormal.

His eyes were deep and slightly dimmed.

Feng Jue looked down at the little emperor, her cold phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

He slowly raised a slender finger and put it lightly on the collar.

Feng Jue's collar is generally very high, covering his slender and fair neck, full of abstinence.

But at this moment, he casually tugged on his snow-white collar.

The neat skirt was a bit messy, and the snow suit that had no wrinkles before was a little wrinkled.

His eyes were as cold and desireless as ever, but the actions he made were so imaginative.

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