Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

The guards' eyes widened in an instant, and they were a little unsteady, feeling a chill on their necks.

They actually saw the blood race? ! Or His Majesty the Blood Race! ! !

The guards couldn't help kneeling down, their voices trembling a little while speaking respectfully.

"His Majesty."

Yiluo glanced at the guard lightly, and asked, "Can I go in?"

The guards felt that their facial muscles were a little stiff.

"Of course, of course."

"Um."

His Majesty the Blood Race responded lightly, stepped forward again, and slowly held the girl's fingers.

It wasn't until the two walked away that the guards breathed a sigh of relief.

Facing His Majesty the Blood Race, they only felt that there was an invisible pressure weighing them down.

And, to their shock, His Majesty the Blood Clan stepped forward to hold Feng Qian's hand.

After reacting, a guard hurried into the palace.

His majesty the blood clan entered the palace, such a major event must be notified immediately to the monarch.

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on the way.

Feng Qian tilted his head to look at the blood majesty next to him, wondering: "Why did your majesty take off his hood to reveal his identity as the blood majesty."

His Majesty the Blood Race heard the sound, his eyes slowly fell on the girl, and he said seriously: "This way, it will save a lot of trouble."

Also... no one will dare to bully you.

His Majesty the Blood Race thought silently in his heart.

On the cruise ship before, from the attitude of the human girl to Qianqian, it can be seen that Qianqian is not doing well in her country.

Showdown on the identity of His Majesty the Blood Race, at least no one dared to bully the girl.

Feng Qian stared at the fragments for a while, then looked away.

"Your Majesty is very kind."

The girl bent her eyes and couldn't help boasting.

His Majesty the Blood Race was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes again, and slightly raised the corners of his lips in a happy mood.

…

It is rumored that the monarch is seriously ill.

Feng Qian followed the original owner's memory to find the monarch's bedroom.

There were imperial guards guarding outside the bedroom, Feng Qian walked to the door of the bedroom and was stopped by them.

"Princess."

The imperial guard saw Feng Qian's face clearly, and although he still had some doubts in his heart, he said respectfully without changing his expression.

Feng Qian nodded slightly, and said politely: "Please go and inform Father, I want to see him."

The imperial guard's eyes were piercing, and his eyes jumped over the wind and landed on His Majesty the Blood Race behind him.

A few minutes ago, the guards at the palace gate came to inform that His Majesty the Blood Race entered the palace with the princess.

Now, the monarch also knows about this.

What surprised the monarch was that Feng Qian returned home suddenly, and what was even more shocking and flustered was undoubtedly the sudden visit of His Majesty the blood clan.

The blood race is far away from the eastern countries, so very few oriental people say that they have seen the blood race.

The rumors about the blood race came from the west.

His majesty with the purest blood lineage has peerless beauty, silver hair and purple eyes, mysterious and powerful.

And such a character actually came to his palace? !

The monarch who was already lying on the dragon bed, sickly, could not help coughing a little more.

The monarch was very conflicted, he was afraid of this blood majesty, but he didn't dare not to meet him.

In case of offending the blood race, the consequences... just thinking about it makes one's scalp tingle.

The monarch gritted his teeth cruelly, see you!

Therefore, when the imperial guards saw His Majesty the Blood Race behind Feng Qian, they respectfully stepped aside.

"Princess, Your Majesty, Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time."

Hearing the sound, Feng Qian raised his eyebrows.

Well, news travels pretty fast.

However, with the help of fragments, it feels like her hidden mission is also easy to complete.

Thinking of this, Feng Qian bent his eyes, held His Majesty the Blood Race, and slowly pushed open the door of the bedroom to enter.