Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

No matter what the reason was, the boy felt depressed for no reason, as if he had been wronged.

Although he was a little flustered in his heart, the expression on the fair face of the young national teacher was still as calm as water, and there were no emotional fluctuations.

He was silent for a while, before compromising quietly: "Okay."

Of course, Feng Qian was equally depressed.

She doesn't want to go to any school...

The system does this every time.

This time it was too much.

Mu Bai raised his hand and gently broke away the girl's hand holding his neck.

"I'll arrange it."

He left these words in a low voice, his eyes were cold and indifferent, and he turned and left.

Feng Qian sat on the bed, staring blankly at the back of the fragments leaving.

The young man was slender and tall, but it made people feel a little lonely for no reason.

Feng Qian looked down at his little hands.

Broken to pieces.

Is he... angry?

The girl was irritated and wrapped herself in the quilt.

It's all the system's fault.

system:"……"

Hidden tasks are beyond its control, who makes the host lazy...

Mu Bai went to the study alone to repair books for the monarch.

The white-clothed boy was writing with a pen, but he was absent-minded.

It took a long time to write it.

When the monarch received the revision letter from the young national teacher, he couldn't help being surprised again.

Didn't you reject it?

However, it is always a good thing that the little girl in the National Teacher's Mansion can enter the palace.

As for the specific reasons for the girl's change of attitude, it is not so important.

It would be great if Qi'er and the little girl from the National Teacher's Mansion could take this opportunity to develop a friendship between childhood sweethearts.

It can also attract more young national teachers.

For the matter of going to the palace to study, the young national teacher personally studied the book with the monarch, so naturally it was arranged very quickly.

In the carriage.

The young national teacher looked indifferently at the cute and beautiful little girl in front of him.

I couldn't help but sighed in my heart.

On the expression of the other party, it was completely lax, as if he didn't want to go, but he made such a request.

Sitting in the carriage at the moment, she didn't look excited and looking forward to it, but rather drowsy.

The boy had no choice but to get up and sit next to the little girl, hugging her into his arms.

The tone carried a pampering that he didn't even notice: "If you're sleepy, just sleep for a while."

Feng Qian blinked his eyes in confusion, then nestled in the boy's arms, and fell asleep in a daze after a while.

Until the carriage arrived at the school, the little girl still slept soundly and did not wake up.

The young national teacher had no choice but to hold the girl and stay quietly in the carriage.

I don't want to wake him up either.

People inside and outside the school quickly recognized Master Guoshi's carriage.

Their expressions coincided with respect.

But it has been a long time since Master Guoshi came out of the carriage.

The guards outside couldn't help being a little surprised, and began to wonder if the person sitting inside was the Master of the State Teacher.

The little princes and princesses in the school also poked their heads out of the window out of curiosity, with their eyes wide open, looking curiously at the carriage of the young national teacher.

Some of them heard that today, the little girl from the National Teacher's Mansion will come to the school to study with them.

A group of children couldn't help but look out the window eagerly.

In their eyes, the young national teacher is like a god.

People around will always discuss how powerful the young national teacher is, they have heard about it to some extent, and they are also subtly curious about this young national teacher and worship him.

The master in the school watched helplessly as a group of little princes and princesses crowded around the window, and stopped concentrating on reciting poems.

Not long after, Feng Qian also woke up.

The girl blinked and asked confusedly, "Are you there?"

The boy gave a soft "hmm", and after hugging the girl well, he lifted his feet and stood up gently.