Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

The common people are all new to this voting method, and the participation rate is extremely high.

As for the final voting results, what is staggering is that the wall engraved with Feng Qian's name is almost densely packed with no gaps.

Looking at the other walls, compared with the Fengqian side, it looks desolate.

Fengling received the second most votes.

However, even in second place, Feng Qian had several times more votes than her.

Just scan the wall, it will be clear at a glance who is more and who is less.

This is probably the most bizarre battle for the throne ever.

The king's bedroom.

Feng Qian stood aside with His Majesty the Blood Race.

The girl said: "Father, you must keep your word. I have won the approval of the people in the imperial city, and I also received the most votes."

monarch:"……"

He secretly glanced at His Majesty the Blood Race, the other party's lavender eyes were not warm, and his gaze fell on him lightly.

"But..." His Majesty asked the doubts in his heart, "Aren't you... don't you want to return to the blood clan?"

After all, he is a blood servant who was sacrificed to the blood clan. Even if he inherits the throne, he must return to the blood clan.

Feng Qian hadn't thought about this question before.

That's right, she still wants to return to the blood clan with the fragments, so...how can she inherit the throne?

The girl blinked her eyes, and looked sideways at His Majesty the Blood Race next to her.

Yiluo looked at the girl with lavender eyes, and said slowly: "If you don't want to go back, you can stay."

Hearing the sound, Feng Qian was stunned.

His Majesty the Blood Race continued, with seriousness in his lavender eyes: "I...will accompany you too."

Feng Qian was stunned, "Then... won't His Majesty return to the blood clan?"

"Um."

His Majesty the blood clan said softly.

Yiluo didn't know how many years had passed since his birth.

I just know it's been a long time.

The blood race had nothing that made him nostalgic, so Yiluo chose to sleep.

For a long time, His Majesty the Blood Race spent most of his time in a deep sleep, so that he was just like a child and didn't understand anything.

I haven't even tasted blood, let alone know what it feels like to be sucked.

Back to the blood race, nothing more than spending time as before.

Now, Yiluo has something to miss.

Carved into the bone marrow, the sweetness that can't be quit.

The sweetness that belongs only to girls.

Wherever the girl is, he will be there, even if he leaves the blood clan, even if he gives up his status as the majesty of the blood clan.

These, compared with the girl's sweetness, are not important.

monarch:"……?!"

Feng Qian glanced at the shards, then looked back at the monarch.

"Is that all right?"

monarch:"……"

The monarch, who was already seriously ill, felt that he was almost dying.

"Can……"

There was a sneer on the corner of the monarch's mouth.

then……

Feng Qian and His Majesty the Blood Race lived in the palace.

When Feng Ling heard the news that Feng Qian was going to inherit the throne, she was shocked.

She didn't care about the voting before, even if she wasn't the first in the final result, she didn't worry at all.

Since the royal father has promised, he will not break his promise.

What's more, Feng Qian is still a blood servant. Because of this alone, there is no chance of inheriting the throne.

Although, what Feng Ling has always wondered is why the monarch agreed to Feng Qian to vote.

Now hearing the news, she hurried over to find the monarch.

When hearing His Majesty the Blood Race, Feng Ling was also dumbfounded.

What?

His majesty the blood clan helped Feng Qian?

Isn't she an ordinary blood servant? How can I get in touch with His Majesty the Blood Race?

Even if he came into contact with His Majesty the blood clan, how could the other party accompany a blood servant to the human world?