Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Chapter 372 The Empress Willing to Be Your Majesty's Minister (22)

Feng Qian was a little curious.

Who knows, the system will release the task in the next second.

[Ding Dong ~ Congratulations to the host for triggering the hidden mission: get the moonstone from Yan Luo in Fengming Tower. 】

Feng Qian blinked.

Fengming Tower? Yan Luo? Moonstone?

etc……

The building with a lot of people just now seems to be called Fengming Tower.

Feng Qian stepped back slowly, and when she looked back, she saw the fragmented eyes staring at herself deeply.

Feng Qian turned his face away and ignored it.

The girls are engrossed in thinking about the hidden mission.

It's not good to get out of the car right now, it's better to sneak out at night and go find that Yan Luo.

Fragments can't be taken either.

In case the fragments help her by accident, the points for the hidden mission will be reduced again.

The wind is light and thoughtful.

Being ignored by the queen all this time, Qingye fell silent for a while, and began to feel a little irritable.

But it was also held back in his heart, and he didn't show half of it on his face.

After arriving at the inn, we settled down.

Several people had dinner together.

There was a strange awkwardness in the atmosphere at the dinner table.

It is mainly the atmosphere between the queen and the prime minister.

Originally, everyone thought that since the prime minister carried the queen off the carriage and went to the inn room last night, the relationship between the two should have developed rapidly.

At least there will be some intimacy.

No matter what, it will never be like this, the Queen put a sullen face on her face and silently ate her own meal.

The prime minister's dark eyes also looked cold, silent and quiet.

Looking at it like this, even they felt a chill pass by for no reason.

Probably, the only one who was secretly happy was Ning Chen.

Some surprised the queen's attitude towards the prime minister.

It seems that the queen is probably disgusted after being rejected by the prime minister many times, so she is indifferent to the prime minister's overtures.

So……

The queen is also very likely to dislike the prime minister.

Ning Chen lowered his eyes, and his heart was slightly filled with joy.

This meal seemed weird because of the weird atmosphere between the queen and the prime minister.

Finally, after eating, the queen put down her chopsticks and went upstairs, shutting herself in the room.

At the dinner table, the Prime Minister paused for a moment, then slowly stepped up.

The rest of the people looked at each other.

Continue to bow your head and eat your own meals.

Qingye couldn't help but stop when she passed the door of the room with a light wind.

He stood quietly at the door for a moment.

Actually... Are you really angry?

It seems that they still have to coax each other in the future.

The young man raised his fingertips lightly, suspended in the air, paused, and then slowly retracted.

Silently walked back to his room.

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Around eight or nine o'clock in the evening, Feng Qian put on her clothes, tied a bag of silver taels around her waist, and gently opened the door.

The girl poked her head out, looked left and right, found no one, then came out quietly, and closed the door gently.

Only then did I go downstairs.

Just as the girl walked downstairs, the door next door was suddenly opened slightly.

The cold young man in white narrowed his eyes slightly, pursed his lips, and followed silently.

Feng Qian has been paying attention to the system's navigation, and after walking for a while, he finally finds the Fengming Tower that he passed by during the day.

At this time, the Fengming Tower was not as crowded with people as it was during the day.

It's just that the lights inside are bright, and there are bursts of music.

Feng Qian stared at the building sign silently for a while, and then stepped in.

As soon as I entered the building, the smell of makeup and powder in the air became more intense, and the sound of the music became clearer.

Feng Qian frowned, pulled a woman casually and asked, "Excuse me, is there anyone named Yan Luo here?"

"You mean Yan Luo?" The woman raised her eyebrows and said with joy, "Yan Luo is the number one oiran in Fengming Tower, and he looks like a fairy."

"You don't know?!" The woman was a little surprised, and continued: "But what a coincidence that you came, tonight happens to be the first night of the auction of Young Master Yan Luo."

Make up for yesterday. Good night?