Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

The young man only said in a cold voice: "Take her to the pavilion master's room, and wait for the pavilion master to get up and freshen up."

Then he looked back indifferently.

The disciple was also taken aback.

Pavilion Master?

He heard right.

The master is back?

Although the disciple was puzzled, he didn't have the guts to ask him carefully.

Hurry up and take the little girl over there.

then……

That's what's happening now.

Feng Qian lowered his eyes and quietly looked at the little girl kneeling on the ground shivering.

The girl looked slightly startled.

Obviously before, she was still a well-behaved little poor piece.

Now……

Are so many people afraid of him?

Feng Qian felt a little distressed suddenly.

The girl slowly got off the bed, looked at the little girl, and said softly, "Okay, you can change my clothes and make up for me."

Hearing the girl's words, the little girl seemed to be pardoned, and her eyes were full of joy.

"Thank you, Lord Pavilion Master."

The joy in the little girl's eyes fell into Feng Qian's eyes.

But it made the girl feel a pang in her heart for no reason.

Feng Qian paused, lowering his eyes.

The girl raised her hand and pressed it lightly on her chest.

It took a long time before I let go.

…

Feng Qian obediently cooperated with the little girl.

Wait until you are done grooming.

The girl is dressed in white, with a fairy air.

Sanqian Mosi was tied into a beautiful bun by the little girl.

Feng Qian looked at himself in the mirror in a daze.

Compared to this plane, she is still the same as she was seven years ago.

Time has left no mark on the girl.

Feng was silent for a while.

The girl said: "Take me to him."

"Ah?" The little girl was taken aback, her mouth slightly opened.

"Who is the Master looking for?"

Feng Qian: "Nanqing."

Hearing the young man's name, the little girl's face turned pale, because she said, "Lord Pavilion Master, servants don't know where Lord Nanqing is."

The little girl lowered her head and whispered: "Perhaps, Master Nanqing is still in the former Jiuzhou Pavilion hall."

Feng Qian thought for a while, and said to the little girl: "You go back first."

The little girl nodded respectfully: "Yes."

After the little girl left, Feng Qian sat in the room for a while, then got up and opened the door to go out.

exactly……

I met a boy sitting on the wall in a daze.

Apparently, Nan Qing also spotted the girl.

After he was slightly stunned, he lowered his eyes.

Silent.

Feng Qian called softly: "Ah Qing..."

This familiar address made the boy froze.

He couldn't remember what happened last night.

I thought...

It was a dream about Master.

But……

Waking up in the morning, the boy froze when he saw the girl in his arms.

His expression changed from joy and excitement at the beginning to confusion and depression.

seven years.

No news at all.

The young man didn't know how many times he had shaken the Chihiro bell on his wrist.

Shaking wrists numb.

Shake until unconscious.

But……

She didn't come.

Every time he sees the beautiful red mark on his wrist, the boy just feels aggrieved.

He knew she was still alive.

The girl made this contract with him.

If one party falls, the seal will also fade and disappear until it disappears.

The red mark on the boy's white wrist has always been there, and there is no sign of dissipating.

Obviously, the girl is still alive.

In the past seven years, she has never appeared.

Nan Qing had to think more.

Is it true...don't want him?

Don't even want the Kyushu Pavilion...

Thinking of this, the boy lowered his eyes.

The coldness in the bottom of the eyes was replaced by a soft and harmless look of aggrieved and pitiful.

It's like shrinking yourself into a ball.

He didn't say anything.

Feng Qian raised his head to look at the fragments.

The other party didn't come down either.

The girl jumped onto the wall and sat beside the boy.

Sensing the girl's approach, Nan Qing couldn't help but froze again.