Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

The girl suddenly got up and approached, lowering her eyes, her gaze fell on the boy's hand hidden in his sleeve.

Feng Qian took a step forward.

Nan Qing was slightly stunned, and retreated subconsciously.

Bang bang.

The chair fell to the ground.

The young man looked at Feng Qian warily.

Feng Qian didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so strong, and was a little dazed for a while.

The girl withdrew her hand.

Feng Qian pursed his lips and spread his palms.

In the girl's white and tender palm lay a red string tied with a silver bell.

Feng Qian said slowly: "This is a gift for you. Wherever you go in the future, if you can't find me, just shake the bell three times, and I can find you."

This is the treasure of the original owner.

Chihiro Bell.

The fragment of this plane is just a pitiful one.

Give this to him.

In case of danger, and she is not around, it is easy to find him.

Nan Qing was also a little startled, he quietly lowered his eyes to look at the red string in the girl's palm.

He pursed his lips and remained silent.

half an hour.

The young man spit out two words softly: "Thank you."

Feng Qian blinked.

"Shall I fasten it for you?"

Nan Qing hesitated for a while, but finally nodded.

The boy lowered his eyes.

The sunlight fell on the boy's long eyelashes, creating a faint silhouette.

He took a step forward and raised his hand.

The gray sleeves slipped off, revealing a beautiful white wrist bone.

The boy's hands were very white with distinct joints.

very nice.

Feng Qian took a look, approached slowly, and tied the red rope gently.

The fingertips accidentally touched the boy's wrist.

Nan Qing couldn't help but stiffen.

No sound.

The boy blinked his long eyelashes, and looked down at the red string on his wrist.

There is a bit of confusion in the bottom of the eyes.

After fastening.

The young man gently lowered his wrist, and with this slight movement, the silver bell made a slight and crisp sound.

Good to hear.

Nan Qing lowered her eyes silently.

Just shake it three times, and you can... find him.

Feng Qian looked at the young boy in front of him.

this plane.

She was sixteen and Fragment was ten.

Originally, I thought that Feng Shui could take turns and she could raise the fragments instead.

Ugh.

Fragments are so old and withdrawn.

Not like a kid either.

Thinking of the previous plane, Shard calmly said to help her take a bath.

Feng Qian has always wanted to find a chance to return.

pity.

The shard of this plane is ten years old.

He's still so wary of her now.

It seems... not enough.

Feng Qian suddenly thought of it.

There is a bond in this plane.

Once the master-student contract is formed, it will announce the master-student relationship to the whole world.

And this kind of deed can only be used once in a lifetime.

Once formed, no more apprentices can be accepted.

Unless...the contract is broken.

Feng Qian looked up at the young man and raised his hand.

Spiritual power forms a seal.

The girl thought for a while, her mind moved slightly.

The red deed seal landed on the wrists of the two of them.

The red light faded.

There was a red mark on the fair skin.

small.

like a flower.

Nan Qing looked down at the mark on her wrist in doubt.

"what is this?"

The boy asked quietly.

Feng Qian slowly raised his hand, revealing the red mark on his fair wrist that was exactly the same as Nan Qing's.

"This means that we are masters and apprentices."

Nan Qing: "..."

The young man quietly lowered his eyes to look at it, and it took him a while to say a word: "Oh."

Just now he saw the pattern formed by the girl's spiritual power in the void.

That was the first time he saw someone using spiritual power.

He could tell from Emperor Jing's respectful and courteous attitude towards the girl.

The opponent should be very powerful.

Otherwise, they would not have the ability to take him out of the cold palace.

Thinking of this, the young man suddenly hangs his head sadly.

But……

He is useless.

I don't even know what cultivation is.

Why should she be nice to him.

Whether it is attitude or behavior, it is very good.

So good...it made him suspicious.

Now, accept him as a disciple again.

Nan Qing pursed her lips.

The boy was silent.

Just... let's consider her a teacher for now.