Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Feng Qian couldn't help being stunned.

So good.

I remember when I first met the little boy, the dark eyes of the other party were cold.

Like a deep pool of dead silence, icy cold.

Now, the boy's eyes are still as dark as ink, but there is no such extreme coldness as before.

The low and soft tone and the small movements of clenching fingers are very well-behaved.

"Um."

The wind said lightly.

The girl got out of the carriage with the little boy.

Nan Qing held the girl's five fingers tightly the whole time.

But also well-behaved and quiet.

Feng Qian also let the fragments be dragged like this.

The courtyard where the carriage landed was the residence of the original owner.

It is also the place where only the masters of the Kyushu Pavilion in the past dynasties are eligible to live.

Surrounded by spiritual power, it is very suitable for cultivation.

Feng Qian led Nan Qing through the long corridor to the door of a room.

The girl looked sideways at the boy.

"Ah Qing will live here from now on."

Nan Qing raised her eyes to look at the door in front of her, then turned her head to look at the girl.

He lowered his eyes and whispered: "Then, where does Master live?"

After finishing speaking, the boy lowered his head again, pursed his lips and looked at the clenched hands of the two.

"I?"

Feng Qian was stunned.

The girl pointed to the next room.

"I live next to Ah Qing."

Feng Qian thought for a while, and added: "Ah Qing, if you don't understand anything, you can come to me directly."

Nan Qing raised her eyes and looked at the girl.

After a long while, he obediently responded, "Yes."

Feng Qian raised his hand and pushed open the door, leading Nan Qing in.

Although the room is unoccupied, it is fully furnished.

nice room.

"Ah Qing, get acquainted with this place first, and I will teach you how to practice later."

After thinking about it, Feng Qian said seriously to the boy.

Nan Qing still nodded obediently in agreement.

Feng Qian looked at the young man, and said a little worriedly: "I have to go out for a while, if anything happens to Ah Qing, just shake the bell on her hand three times."

Poor little Fragment, no matter how you look at it, she is easily bullied.

It's very pitiful to leave him here alone like this...

Nan Qing paused.

The young man pursed his lips and raised his hand.

His fingertips hooked the corner of the girl's clothes.

Softly: "Can't... go together?"

Feng Qian blinked.

"Ah Qing, do you want to go with me?"

It's not impossible to bring fragments.

The wind is light and thoughtful.

The little boy in front of him gave a soft "hmm".

The long eyelashes drooped down, covering the eyes.

Feng Qian looked at Nan Qing.

The girl nodded: "Okay, let's go together."

Hearing the girl's answer, the little boy couldn't help but bend his eyes.

He pinched the corner of the girl's clothes with his fingertips, and then let it go.

His eyes fell quietly on the girl's hand for a moment, and he slowly pulled it away.

Feng Qian looked at the boy's movements with some surprise.

Obviously, he was still stiff and shy before.

Now it seems to be pulled naturally.

The wind sighed lightly.

Well.

Fragments are really hard to understand.

Anyway...you should be pampered.

However, every time he sees His Highness's shard so well-behaved, Feng Qian will have a very strange feeling.

His Highness is so cold and cold, but the fragments of every plane will be very good.

Like a little cutie.

This plane is still a well-behaved little pitiful.

The girl took out the original owner's artifact sword.

With the girl's thoughts, the sword becomes bigger.

Feng Qian took a look, and led Nan Qing to stand on the sword.

"Ah Qing, hold me tight."

Nan Qing lowered her eyes to look at the sword under her feet, then raised her eyes again, and her eyes fell on the girl's slender waist.

He pursed his lips.

He let go of the girl's five fingers, slowly raised his hand, and hugged the girl's waist.

The ten-year-old boy is a little shorter than the girl.

At this moment, hugging the girl's waist like this, still looks obedient.